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Friends, I have some awesome news!

For a limited time, my contemporary romance A Good Man, Handymen 1, is FREE at Amazon!

Thanks to my friends at Limitless Publishing for arranging this sale. If you haven’t already read this story, I hope you’ll one-click it today.

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Blurb:

Not only is Michael a star on a successful home improvement show, he’s also seen as a local hero. But no one knows about the demons he carries inside him ever since the day he risked his life to save others.

All the accolades and honors only make the memories stronger and the pain unbearable. He would do anything to be able to forget, to put his past behind him and move on.

Michael takes on a new home improvement project, convinced it’s the perfect distraction. Little did he know that Emily, the woman who’s supposed to be nothing more than a client, would turn out to be a huge distraction…and engaged.

While Emily battles with her own personal problems, Michael is determined to keep his distance. The last thing he needs is woman trouble. But when it becomes clear that the attraction is mutual, he realizes staying away from her is not an option.

Now Michael needs to decide if he’s willing to risk exposing his weakness, and his heart…by giving in to temptation.

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Katie H. Weill. Daemonium. Veneficus: The End.

New Release: Daemonium by Katie H. Weill

Daemonium – Veneficus: The End

Published: 2/22/18
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Cover Artist: Dark City Designs
Publisher: Satin & Stone Publications

Lucas Cale turns
18 in a few weeks—as long as he can make it through detention, groundings and
the undeniable feeling he is being watched. His parents are unreasonably
demanding, his sister is wild, and his temper isn’t winning him any friends as
he is dropped into the government-mandated class, “The History of Witches.”

They are real,
he’s been told. They are powerful, and evil—yet Lucas doesn’t care. There has
never been a witch sighting on record in their one-horse town.

But that was
another life, flooding back like a nightmare as he is driven into his past, and
bound to a future spiraling out of control.

When history is
no longer left behind, he’ll be forced to choose between the man he was and the
demon he has become—or face the howling darkness awaiting his return.

 

Drawn back into a
world of hidden covens and regulated magic, he may learn that the difference
between love and loss is the devil you know.

Goodreads / Amazon

 

EXCERPT:

Claudia was aware she was sleeping as she watched her shortened brown hair, slightly kinky and sucked of healthy color, float around her face in the lack of gravity, but it didn’t stop her teeth from chattering.

Which way was up? She questioned, as she forced her limbs to move, joints crackling, popping as a thin layer of ice shed from her skin, floating away in the black that surrounded her. Which way was down? She tried to swim her arms at her sides, to maneuver her body so she could look around and was met with nothing but the void.

Shadows danced, one blacker than the next, their darkness bounding the chasm in which she was trapped, extending in every direction as far as she could see. There was no noise, not even the sound of her heartbeat now in the deafening silence, but she felt the howling hollowness, felt the isolation begin to stir panic inside her.

And her necklace? The source of her power, the midnight tourmaline that had been her comfort, her confidence, had abandoned her.

“Hello?” Claudia spoke, and no sound left her mouth. Her arms ached as she brought her palms in against her ears, pressing them in and releasing so she could feel a slight suction. More ice crackled from her skin, but she couldn’t hear it.

“Hello!” This time she felt her vocal cords strain as she screamed the word, the air leaving her lungs in an explosion of her growing dread.

And there was nothing but silence.

 

 ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Katie
H. Weill is the descendant of a witch – descendant of Ann Pudeator, a wealthy
woman in her seventies who did nothing but care for others, and one of the last
women accused and executed in Salem, Massachusetts. Katie was inspired by the
hard fought findings of her Aunt to create a story that started with a sprinkle
of history and unraveled a tale from there. With her husband and her rescued
dog at her side she is enthralled by the idea of creating new stories and
worlds and looks forward to sharing them with the world. Ann Pudeator was
exonerated in 1957 by the Massachusetts General Court of all charges.

 

Connect with Katie and stay up to date
on all the latest news, events and releases:

www.katiehweill.com

www.katiehweill.com/blog

http://www.facebook.com/KHWeill

www.twitter.com/AuthorKatieW

www.goodreads.com/KatieHWeill

 

 

On love and redemption.

The other day, on social media, I asked my friends what initially drew them to romance as a genre. The variety of answers was interesting and informative. One response caught my eye, in particular, and has caused me to think a lot about what that person said. This reader said she was not a fan of today’s romance and one of the reasons was because these romances have strayed from the theme of love, and feature the theme of redemption far too often.

This blew me away. I think every single one of my books, on some level, has dealt with redemption.

Now, of course, this reader is perfectly entitled to read whatever she likes, as are the rest of us. However, I can’t help thinking love and redemption are linked. I believe the reason so many of us read and write romance is because we want to see those characters redeemed. Reborn, if you will, through the healing power of love.

This is not to say every romance character has to have major life issues, although I do like writing them that way, probably because I’ve had major life issues. I’m sure there are romances out there that feature characters who are perfectly content and well-adjusted. People who have a plan. I just don’t necessarily identify with those people. Me, the woman who started writing romance in her 30’s, after careening through a variety of careers? Yeah, probably not. It took me some time to figure out my plan.

Shouldn’t our characters also have wounds? If you read any writing manual, experts will always tell you characters needs wounds. They need flaws and they need to put their feet in their mouths from time to time. They must make mistakes in order to be interesting.

Our wounds shape us and drive us. I know my own wounds have shaped me. If I hadn’t witnessed my father’s gambling addiction, if I hadn’t seen my parents separate when I was seven, if I hadn’t lost beloved family members, I wouldn’t be the person I am. I am sure I still make mistakes because of my wounds. I have tried to rise above them, but do they still compel me to see the world through a particular filter? Of course.

I suppose it’s because of my own mistakes that I want to see my characters redeemed. I try to give them experiences and secrets that shape them, hoping my readers will identify.

I don’t ever want to simply hand that HEA over to my characters. I want them to fight for it. I want them to develop as people, and to realize through finding love that their wounds don’t have to color their world anymore.

In other words, I want them to be redeemed.