I’d like to give a big warm welcome to Christine Amsden, author of the award winning The Immortality Virus. Today on Beyond My Writing Space I’m showcasingChristine’s latest offering Cassie Scot Paranormal Detective.
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The deets …
Cassie Scot is the ungifted daughter of powerful sorcerers, born between worlds but belonging to neither. At 21, all she wants is to find a place for herself, but earning a living as a private investigator in the shadow of her family’s reputation isn’t easy. When she is pulled into a paranormal investigation, and tempted by a powerful and handsome sorcerer, she will have to decide where she truly belongs.
Sneak Peek inside Cassie Scot: Paranormal Detective
At random, I picked up a bottle of perfume from the top shelf and read: “Induces powerful lust. Spray on your intended and make sure you are the first person they see. Lasts about an hour.”The thing you have to understand about any magic is that there are good ways to use it, and bad ways to use it. The concept of black magic is a hotly debated topic among sorcerers. Even death, in self defense, is a shade of gray. As I stood there, reading the functions of the various love potions, I thought of all the innocent and harmful ways they could be used. A couple in a committed relationship might have a lot of fun with a spray of lust. On the other hand, using it on an unwilling victim…I shuddered as I replaced the bottle and accidentally knocked one of the neighboring bottles of perfume to the ground. It shattered, splashing perfume all over my open-toed sandals.“Crap.”“What happened?” Evan asked, his voice hard and alert. I could hear him moving closer.“Stop! I don’t want to see you right now.”“Which potion was that?” Evan asked, still in that hard-edged voice of command.I pointed to the row of similar bottles on the top shelf. “Lust.”One of the little bottles floated away from the shelf, but I did not turn around to see what Evan was doing with it. Instead, I started looking through my purse for a pack of tissues to clean the mess off my feet.“Cassie, I have some bad news for you.”“Worse, you mean?”“This potion doesn’t take affect until you actually look at someone. Your hour starts then.”
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