Today we have a spotlight on
Sheri Fredricks
and her release....
Remedy maker
Man
by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his own healing.
He's the royal
physician, famous for his cures. War and posttraumatic stress disorder has
broken his spirit, preventing him from finding true happiness. Then a direct
order from the queen to investigate an uprising forces him out of his secluded
cabin at the edge of the forest.
Patience
is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a mediator to ensure
harmony within the Nymph sector.
Environmental
pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the taproot tree of her heart is
slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will not live long, she sets out
to discover the mysterious disappearance of her sister. Experience has taught
her to deny herself the love of a male, but the gruff Centaur is different. He
doesn't push his expectations on her, only his healing nature.
When Rhycious
loses his grip on reality, he believes his inability to control his disorder
will drive Patience away. Nevertheless, desire flares, and Patience draws him
close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their mythic joint venture into a deadly
bout.
Will
their love endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?
Excerpt:
Confidence
settled within him after making a decision on the next step to fulfill his
ruler’s wishes. He leaned toward the radio, flipped the switch, and let the
music roll over him while he set about making coffee in the stovetop
percolator.
The
twenty-first century was by far his favorite time to live. Natural cure
innovations abounded, and the music jammed. Nodding in time to the deep bass
thump, Kid Rock rapped out his wish to be a cowboy. Rhy tapped his toe on the
wooden floor and swung his shoulders to the steady rhythm.
A little coffee, some discussion and
bargaining, and I’m good to go.
Patience took hesitant steps out of the
bedroom with bare feet. She cleared her throat. “Good morning.”
Gods.
Sleep
creased her face, and her hair lay mussed and wild about her shoulders. Heat
coiled low in his belly; his scrotum tightened inside his pants.
He
was in deep shit.
In
his waking mind, the plan seemed so easy. None of the sexy details were filled
in. Now, with her standing in front of him looking like she’d been tumbled hard
in the sack, all he could think of was . . . getting hard in the sack!
Fuck.
No! Not that word.
Glorious
brown hair, liberally streaked with auburn, floated in waves over her shoulders
and cascaded down her back. He watched her like a slow motion movie. She lifted
her hands and pushed the heap away from her face, her breasts jiggling with
maddening temptation.
“Hey
there.” He grabbed open the lower door of the cold box and hid behind it,
adjusting himself through his jeans. Guileless, her innocent eyes held no
condemnation for his Centaur breeding.
Patience
was born decades after the last arrow flew in hatred. Her people had committed
horrendous crimes, but he had murdered as well. He was the villain here, not
her. The proof stood right before his eyes, looking so damn beautiful—a felony
on two legs.
Always on the
hunt for the uncommon things in life, author Sheri Fredricks thrives on
creating adventures in her mythological kingdom for her readers.
A former
engineering secretary, Sheri lives on the beautiful central coast of
California. "I wanted to move away from inflexible right angles and create
an unboxed world with no boundaries." A voracious reader since her early
years, Sheri found her brain crowded with stories and characters of her own.
"Ultimately," she says, "my husband encouraged me to write them
all down."
Sheri loves to spend time at home. A computer
hutch keeps her focused on creating stories, but the panoramic view of life on
a ranch will call her outside to play in the sun.
Website: www.sherifredricks.com
Blogsite: www.sherifredricks.blogspot.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/SheriFredricks
Twitter: http://twitter.com/Sheri_Fredricks
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Fredricks
A morning giggle - When I first read the beginning line I read MOM by day, centaur by night -- re-read it and got it right the 2nd time! Love the excerpt.
ReplyDeleteLOL...oh Daryl! That's funny. That would be a great YA book, wouldn't it? Okay, I'm pouring you another cup of espresso! Thanks for stopping by :)
ReplyDeleteKrista,
ReplyDeleteThank you SO MUCH for spotlighting Remedy Maker on your gorgeous site. Best wishes on your writing career!
Sheri you are more than welcome! You come back any time too and thank you...im writing every single spare minute I get :)
DeleteAwesome, Awesome, AWESOME!
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