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Champions of Elonia , 1

Two women. One prophecy. Zero places to hide.

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    Flung from her mundane Seattle existence into a world of magic, scientist Lea struggles to make sense of a destiny she doesn’t want. The moment she finds comfort in the arms of a man who appreciates her inner nerd, a new magic sweeps the realms.

    Nieve, Lea’s instructor, may be seasoned in the art of war, but she’s clueless when it comes to romance. To save her world, she allies herself with her enemy, a kindred warrior soul, who leaves no doubt he’s after more than her cooperation.

    As each tick of the clock swallows another person’s memory, Lea and Nieve will do anything to hang on to theirs, but betrayal drives a wedge in their friendship. Can they reconcile and rally the troops before the magic wipes out their pasts?


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    Action, suspense, friendship, and romance.

    Carmen has the best writing style. It keeps you engaged, makes you randomly laugh, and her characters are so relatable.

    This book was fantastic. It's full of suspense and surprises and I loved seeing the characters evolve right before my eyes.

    Writing a book with alternating point of view is always a tricky one, especially for the reader, but she does it brilliantly. Each shift of view is noted at the beginning of the chapter, along with a witty quote from said character.

    There's some classy romance, there's action, there's definitely suspense, and there's a great friendship that gets pushed to its limits.

    I will be recommending this book to all my friends.

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    Divide And Conquer - ebook

    Divide And Conquer - ebook

    Two women. One prophecy. Zero places to hide.



    Once I’d paid and exited the cab, I raced inside as if the hounds of hell snapped at my heels. I dropped the bag on my sofa and retreated into a corner of the living room. From there I glared at it. What was I supposed to do with a speaking gargoyle?

    Sure, it wasn’t the strangest thing that had happened in my life. It didn’t even top the list of strange things that had happened this month, but it sure qualified as one in a long line of issues for which my future therapist would charge double.

    The zipper moved and the gargoyle peeked its head out. His gray fedora hat perched on a grotesque, yet oddly adorable face, and pointy ears projected through its wide brim. “Good, we’re alone. Now, where’s the john?”

    I pointed to the hall. “Second door on the left.”

    “Thanks, kid. ’ppreciated.” He hopped out of the bag and dropped from the sofa onto the ground with a loud bang. He waddled off, his coat dragging along the floor. In a previous life, it might have been a children’s raincoat, but it had since been shortened to about half-length.

    I took a deep breath. Yuck. The air smelled staler than the bread I’d probably left in my fridge. I opened the windows and inhaled again. Better. In the kitchen, I filled the coffee machine with water and enough coffee grounds to make my hair even curlier. I wanted it strong enough to burn its way through the mug, strong enough to jolt me out of this bizarre dream.

    Three minutes later, the gargoyle returned.

    Flapping his wings, he lifted himself onto the table and sat, crossing his stumpy legs in front. “How ya doing there, kid?”

    I opened my mouth, blew out the beginning of a consonant, and closed it again. If I began a conversation with him, I’d be admitting to myself he was real.

    I recalled a famous thought experiment about a falling tree in the woods. If I talked to a gargoyle and nobody heard it, would I still be crazy?

    “I’m good. Who are you?”

    “Kirk.” The gargoyle slapped his chest then his waist, extracted a phone and finally a packet of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket.

    “Don’t even think of lighting up in here.” I raised a warning finger.

    “Kid, I’m gonna give you so much info, you’ll wanna marry me. But you ain’t my wife yet, so don’t start nagging.”

    After rummaging through the recycle bin, I picked up an empty green bean can and placed it in front of the gargoyle. “Use this.”

    “Neat. Now, where’s the hooch?” Kirk pivoted his heavy stone neck and spied a bottle of bourbon I kept for emergencies. He pointed with a stubby, claw-like hand. “Don’t be stingy.”

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