I'm thrilled to welcome today's guest to What I Wrote Wednesday, Erin Fanning. I met Erin right after she contracted with Lyrical Press for her paranormal story Blood Stitches. I love her sense of humor and her business sense. She has so many books out, fiction and non-fiction, but today, she's sharing a peek at her new work, Deathstalker Two Step. She starts right off with a bang. Or should I say, rattle. Read on...
By Erin Fanning
The diamondback shook its rattle. The sound echoed across the McMansion’s cavernous hallway like hail beating on rock—powerful, scary, and beautiful all at the same time.
“Oye, Rafi. That ornery fellow sure knows his music. I can feel it right here.” My big brother Mano jabbed a gloved hand at his chest. “Makes me want to dance.”
Even though Mano was certifiable most of the time—had actually been admitted to a mental hospital—he had a point. The rattle spoke to me too, but it didn’t get me all excited. It said stuff about death and life I didn’t want to hear.
It reminded me of Mom.
The snake, rattling again, coiled and raised its head. Diamonds rippled along its back, smudging gray against the beige tiles. I imagined them widening into pits and swallowing me whole. Disappearing into their shadows would have been preferable to the craziness of my life.
“Whoa there, Jefe.” Mano stepped away from the snake and bumped into a vase filled with roses. Petals fell to the floor like drops of blood. “We’re here to help you not hurt you.” He tipped his cowboy hat at our client Mrs. Wilkins, who waited at the front door. His knee-high boots left muddy streaks on the floor; his black braid swung along his neck.
Mrs. Wilkins shook her head. Something she’d been doing pretty much since we arrived, earning her the nickname Mrs. Bobblehead from Mano. She placed her fists on her hips, her back military-straight. Cleavage popped out of her silky-satiny shirt. She’d left a couple buttons undone, as if she’d been expecting someone other than a diamondback, a loony snake wrangler, and my sorry self.
By Erin Fanning
Kensington Publishing/Lyrical Press, 2015
Love and danger intertwine…
It’s called El Toque de la Luna—The Touch of the Moon. At least that’s how nineteen-year-old Gabby’s older sister, Esperanza, refers to the magical powers she inherited from their Mayan ancestors. Esperanza says women with El Toque weave magic into their knitting, creating tapestries capable of saving—or devastating—the world. Gabby thinks Esperanza is more like touched in the head—until a man dressed like a candy corn arrives at their Seattle home on Halloween. But “Mr. C” is far from sweet…
Soon, Gabby and her almost-more-than-friend, Frank, find themselves spirited away to a demon ball, complete with shape shifters—and on a mission to destroy Esperanza’s tapestries before they cause an apocalyptic disaster… And before it’s too late to confess their true feelings for each other.
Just look at this pretty trailer for the book:
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Erin Fanning spends her summers on a northern Michigan lake, where her imagination explores the water and dense forest for undiscovered creatures. In the winter, she migrates to central Idaho, exchanging mountain bikes and kayaks for skis and snowshoes. She’s the author of a mountain biking guidebook, as well as numerous articles, essays, and short stories.
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