Blurb:
Just one kiss to break the
spell...
That's all she needs.
Cursed by a jealous witch, Penelope DeLacroix's spells are all going wrong and
backfiring, creating havoc in town. The vengeful witch won't quit until she has
all of Penelope's powers. And all it will take is one perfect, heartfelt kiss
from Penelope's one true love to put an end to all this turmoil.
The only problem? Penelope has no idea that Dr. Lucas Collier, the
compassionate local veterinarian, is in love with her. Nor does he know that
she's in love with him. They're both too stupid to figure it out.
But I know.
And I have to do something about it.
But what can I do?
I'm only her cat.
What?
Every witch has a cat.
I'm hers.
I'm Talisman.
And I'm going to fix this.
Excerpt:
“Jessie! It’s so great to see you,” Penelope exclaimed
as she strode forward and enveloped the much older woman in a warm
embrace. “I don’t think I’ve seen you
since this summer when you were accepting your first place award for your apple
pie at the Shadow festival. Did you
bring one with you? I just love your
pie.”
Jessie grimaced, her face a
contorted mask of wrinkles and sadness.
Maybe loneliness. I’m really
smart and talented but I’m not a mind reader.
Who knows what had prompted this surprise visit from the old bat.
Jessie padded her plump figure
over to Penelope’s armchair in the receiving area of the shelter where Pen’s
desk sat, all worn mahogany and ornate scrolls.
She liked to spend quiet evenings there doing paperwork while she
allowed the animals to roam free around her.
She’d speak to all of us in her lilting tone not knowing that we
understood her perfectly.
And we wanted to respond, we
really did. Unfortunately, we could only
communicate with each other and had to use gestures and actions to try to get
through to our mistress. Even though
Penelope was a witch from a long line of ancient witches, her powers didn’t
involve any kind of telepathy as some other’s did.
As Jessie sank in to the
overstuffed chair, a whooshing noise exploded throughout the room when the air
escaped from the cushions under her ample girth. Too.
Much. Pie.
Colleen
Charles, thanks so much for stopping by. How did you get started writing?
My sister challenged me to write
a book based on my own life and to change the ending to the one that I wanted.
That book became my #1 best-selling Sports Romance, Closing The Gap.
What was the inspiration for your book?
The narrator is based on my Ragdoll
cat, Bingham. He’s a wisecracking smart-ass too. This book is close to my heart
because it is the closest to my personality and sense of humor. When it hit #1
and stayed there for almost thirty days, I cried. I’m incredibly proud of this
series.
What’s the one genre you haven’t written
in yet that you’d like to?
I’d love to write a historical
romance but it requires loads of research and the audience is sophisticated so
you have to get it right.
Are there any genres you won’t read or
write in? Why?
I’m a romance junkie. I also love
non-fiction. I won’t write or read anything that bores me. Life is too short.
I’m not the reader who will always finish a book. If it isn’t for me, I’m okay
with abandoning it.
What are you up to right now? Do you
have any releases planned, or are you still writing?
I’m pretty prolific and I tend to
publish something new every few weeks. I’m currently writing a series about an
MMA fighter.
Alright, now for some totally random,
fun questions. Favorite color?
Green. I’m almost 100% Irish and
my eyes are green. My skin is the color of Casper.
Favorite movie?
The BBC version of Pride &
Prejudice. I watch it every New Years Day and I can recite it. To the annoyance
of my family.
Book that inspired you to become an author?
I never wanted to be the writer,
I always wanted to be an editor and use my English degree. I still edit just
for fun and editing my own manuscript is my favorite part of the process.
You have one superpower. What is it?
The ability to shrink myself
without surgery :).
You can have dinner with any 3 people,
dead, alive, fictitious, etc. Who are they?
I’d go with my favorite singers
since I’m an award winning singer myself. Elvis,Stevie Nicks and Pat Benatar.
Last question: Which of your characters
are you most like and how/why?
The character of Lake Harrison in
Closing The Gap is based on me so I’d certainly hope that she’s them most like
me! I invite readers to sign up for my newsletter and
get in touch with me. I still answer all communications personally and some
days, the only non-animal communication I receive is from my readers.
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Author Bio and Links:
Colleen Charles is the pen name
of Tami Stark, #1 Bestselling Author on Amazon.
After 26 years in Corporate
leadership at a Fortune 500, I discovered people within the organization lacked
integrity. I'd always known deep in my soul that I was trying to fit a square
peg in to a round hole since I'm the typical creative type. I miss my staff but
I don't miss the corporate world. It's been said that the Universe will let you
know if something isn't right for you. The first time, it will hit you with a
pebble. Then a brick. Then a boulder. Let's just say that I got flattened. When
my fifteen pound toy dog, Nigel, was threatened, I knew it was time to say
goodbye.
It's sad but true.
Here's what I found within the
first thirty days of being free. Writing stories from my heart that readers
love means more to me than working myself in to an early grave for people who
only care about their bottom line.
My heart has never been more full
and my soul has never been more satisfied.
I've never worked so hard in my
life but it doesn't even feel like work. It's worth it. All of it. Because it's
about the joy that's found within the journey. The highs and the lows because I
get to write stories for all of you.
Thank you from the bottom of my
heart for reading, enjoying and recommending the stories that I write. When you
share my work with others, nothing is more rewarding. Your word of mouth is my
very best friend ... that, and your reviews. There is nothing more important to
me than all of you.
I love to hear from my readers
and answer all communications personally.
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“Another round,” I hollered at the blond waitress who ambled past us on the dance floor. The lights flashed, and music flooded my body, relaxing the tense nerves that had taken root. The noise filled my brain, allowing me to forget about Daniel, for the time being.
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