Win a free copy of Out of Agony in Paperback

OutOfAgonyCoverArtOut of Agony, Book 4 in the Starting Over Series, is now available in paperback.

Brian Van Pelt has barely survived an anguished year of loss, hiding his sorrows under the facade of a cool and uncaring attorney. Not able to deny his grief any longer, heartache drives him to collapse and his life takes an unexpected turn.

When Jessie Ingram comes to work at his law firm, she is intrigued by the conflicting darkness of Brian’s behavior and the tender inconsistencies that hint at something deeper within him.

Despite her interest, she has her own pain, supporting her niece Sara, who has a virulent cancer with aggressive treatments that take such a toll they wouldn’t be worth it — except they are Sara’s only hope of survival.

Will life’s hardships bring Brian and Jessie together? Will they be able to heal and possibly find love?

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Jordan never expected to be a single mom. As a disability rights attorney she has a full life even before baby. As a blind mom she builds a network of support after her husband, David, runs fast and far because he doesn’t want to hurt her or their baby with his addiction. David’s arrest and jail time give him time to think and determination to get his life back together. Will Jordan trust him enough to let him back into their life?

This is Book Five in the Starting Over Series. My working title was Better Than You Think or Better Than You Know. I’m not satisfied with either — I need something that catches the interest of readers and tells just enough about the story to whet their appetite.

The winner will receive a copy of the book and their name in the book as well. (I have a female character and a male character whose names can be changed to yours or one you choose.)

I am looking for a title that is matter-of-fact about a blind mom and professional woman living life. This is not a super-mom book. It is, I hope, a real life look at parenting with a disability. And of course it is also a love story. Check out all the Starting Over series on Amazon or Desert Breeze Publishing.

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The Author Speaks — How Danielle Thorne Writes.

DanielleThorneBioGrayPicHow long have you been writing? Do you have any other publications?
 
A lifelong poet and storyteller, I started writing seriously 16 years ago. My first novel, The Privateer, was published originally in 2008. My other books include contemporary and historical adventurous romances. Death Cheater is a prequel to Cheated, and was my first paranormal.
 
What is your beverage of choice as you write? (For example, I am a hot tea drinker, brewed with great whole leaf tea.)
 
I’m a bottled water drinker, but as soon as autumn nears I turn to evening cocoa to keep creative and comfy. Starbucks has a great sea salted caramel cocoa that makes me giddy.
 
Tell me a little about your writing space. Where and when do you usually work on your books?
 
I keep an office down the hall from my bedroom. It has a lovely view to the back of my wooded yard, which helps me think. You’ll often find it cluttered with crafts supplies, piles of genealogy folders, and lots of books. My best creative time is late nights, but I usually am busy with other aspects of writing during the day.
 
Tell us something that most readers don’t know about you.
 
One thing that surprises most readers is that I received my scuba certification about 8 years ago. I’m not a real social butterfly or dare devil, but I conquered a lot of fears learning to dive.  My love for our planet and the beautiful creatures of the sea has deepened in ways I could never explain. Readers will find a sea theme or sea reference in most of my books.
 
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Athena Gray is determined to finish her senior year without any paranormal interruptions. She’s certain it’s best to ignore her ability to help spirits cross over, but a new phantom in the backwoods of Omega is watching her every move. Determined to protect her sister and best friend, Dan, Athena pays no attention to strange events at school until they follow her home. She finds she must come to grips with an angry and jealous ghost who wants her dead because somewhere between this life and another, Athena’s adversary thinks she cheated. It will take the power of family and friendship to survive her own personal haunting and reclaim her life before supernatural forces extinguish it forever.   
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Whether it’s strange things like dead butterflies fluttering to life, or the time she saved her dying grandpa just by willing him to live, Athena Gray knows that she is different.

The only person who doesn’t seem to think so is Dan, the most popular boy on Omega High School’s baseball team. But even Dan can’t understand the reason she acts haunted, until a spirit roaming the local historic burial mounds takes an interest in the people Athena cares about.

When the dark force blackmails her into using her gifts for devious reasons, Athena must figure out what it really wants before someone innocent is targeted for death.

About Danielle
Danielle Thorne writes from south of Atlanta, Georgia. She is the author of sweet romantic adventure books and a former editor for Solstice and Desert Breeze Publishing. Her popular blog, The Balanced Writer, focuses on life and the pursuit of peace and happiness. Currently, she is a freelance copywriter in-between working on her next book and pursuing a Communications degree.
 
More books by Danielle Thorne
The Privateer
By Heart and Compass
Josette
Turtle Soup
Coming Soon
Proper Attire

Inspirational AND Paranormal Release

CheatedCoverArt72dpiWebsitesLynette: You write inspirational paranormal stories. That is fascinating to me because Tami and I got a little bit of flack for our series in the same genre. Do you find that some readers who prefer “inspirational” are uncomfortable with “paranormal”? What would you say to show them that the two can coexist?
 
Danielle: I feel strongly that what we call paranormal is actually an aspect of spirituality. Whether we call our spirits angels, ghosts, or even just souls, Christianity is based on an understanding that our mortal bodies are merely shells. I enjoy writing about spirits finished with this life and spirits, who I believe, have not or will not experience mortality. An experience as simple as feeling a loved one’s presence is a paranormal event. These things do not have to necessarily be negative or evil experiences. We can be inspired by those around us not dwelling in this sphere.

 Lynette: How did this story come into being? What was the trigger for writing this particular story?

Danielle: Cheated is based on the idea that some people are more tuned into the veil that separates heaven from earth. My heroine, Athena Gray, can sense and sometimes see spirits. She has a gift that enables her to talk to those who’ve passed over to help them feel peace and to move on.
This story was inspired by a visit I made to prehistoric Indian burial mounds in West Tennessee. It was a sacred, peaceful place that inspired me to think about people who can see and sense things most of the living cannot. Cheated is set in a fictional town based on that actual location, and in my first paranormal, Death Cheater, I worked in those beautiful Indian mounds.
Lynette: I have been to beautiful places, where my thought was that I was on sacred ground. How wonderful that you based two books on this holy site.  Tell us about your newest release, Cheated.
Athena Gray is determined to finish her senior year without any paranormal interruptions. She’s certain it’s best to ignore her ability to help spirits cross over, but a new phantom in the backwoods of Omega is watching her every move. Determined to protect her sister and best friend, Dan, Athena pays no attention to strange events at school until they follow her home. She finds she must come to grips with an angry and jealous ghost who wants her dead because somewhere between this life and another, Athena’s adversary thinks she cheated. It will take the power of family and friendship to survive her own personal haunting and reclaim her life before supernatural forces extinguish it forever.   
 
Excerpt:
I bit my bottom lip and tried to breathe normally. When I turned around, the surprise of seeing a small, pale girl standing at the clearing’s edge almost made me fall back onto the rock again.
“You,” I said, like we were in some kind of detective novel.
She said nothing but continued staring with large, gray eyes. I watched the atmosphere around her blur in and out like a wormhole and realized this was the ghost from my cell phone picture. She was the same girl I’d noticed watching me from the woods at the season’s first ball game. Except she wasn’t really a ghost. Or was she?
“Who are you?” I asked. I really needed to know, and for the first time despite my Poppy’s former warnings to not issue invitations to supernatural visitors, I wanted to know.
“Athena,” she answered in a quiet whisper.
I didn’t know if she was answering me or addressing me. “Who?”
Her mouth twitched slightly at the corners of her mouth, but her eyes remained dead and cold, sparking off and on with a strange light.
“What do you want?”
Her expression flickered for a quick second before she caught herself. This ghost was playing it cool.
“I don’t know who you are, and I don’t care,” I lied. “Go away and leave me alone.”
She laughed, and it was in a creepy, low tone. To make things feel worse, she still hadn’t smiled or stopped glaring at me with those dead eyes.
“You cheated,” she said, after I decided not to say another word.
A wary tremor ran down my backbone. I’d heard this before. She shimmered like a desert mirage. The power of her glittering appearance waned.
I caught myself biting my lip again, hard. I fought to not feel afraid, fought not to speak.
“Cheated,” she repeated in an angry whisper, and her blue life light flickered once more and then went out, like someone had blown across a candle’s burning flame.
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Danielle Thorne writes from south of Atlanta, Georgia. She is the author of sweet romantic adventure books and a former editor for Solstice and Desert Breeze Publishing. Her popular blog, The Balanced Writer, focuses on life and the pursuit of peace and happiness. Currently, she is a freelance copywriter in-between working on her next book and pursuing a Communications degree.
 
 
More books by Danielle Thorne
The Privateer
By Heart and Compass
Josette
Turtle Soup
Death Cheater
 
Coming Soon
Proper Attire

Pioneer Instinct: Eliza and Frank

 PioneerInstinctCoverArtEliza O’Malley made her way through the crowds and wondered if her father and brothers had prepared the pens that would be needed to care for so many animals. Well, she would know soon. Her boot heels clicked on the boardwalk as she passed others by, intent on doing the necessary business so they could leave as soon as Papa showed up. After she passed a few shops she saw, just ahead, a building with a large sign that read BANK.

The crowd on the walk had stopped moving – they appeared to gather around something she couldn’t see, all gawking at whatever was at the center of the walk. Eliza gritted her teeth in irritation. She did not have time for this. She stepped off the wooden sidewalk and into the street to bypass them.

Eliza bit back a scream when the sudden sound of hoof beats and the thudding vibration on the hard packed earth beneath her feet alerted her she had made what could be a deadly misstep. So lost in her thoughts, she’d walked right into the path of a galloping horse.

Instinct took over and Eliza stretched out her hand and grasped the bridle, not even realizing there was a man on the horse’s back.

Her heart beat so hard she thought it may beat itself out of her chest. Eliza looked up to the rider. He was a mountain of a man. She couldn’t see his face clearly due to his wide rimmed hat, but his height and breadth blocked the sun and caused her heart to stutter and her breath to catch in her throat.

With a grace that belied his girth, the man leaped from the horse and yanked the bridle from her hand.

“And what do you think you are doing, grabbing my horse? Are ye daft, woman? I came close enough to running you down when I was in control of my horse.”

The adrenalin rush brought on by fear immediately turned to anger. Was this man implying that she was feeble minded?

She jerked her gaze up to meet his eyes. “I’ll have you know I had perfect control, sir.”

“A woman in control would not step in the path of a moving horse,” he scoffed. His voice was deep and rumbled out of his strong, broad chest, and despite her anger with him, his voice did strange things to her tummy, turning it all warm and jumpy.

She grit her teeth again, embarrassment now mixed with irritation, but she wasn’t backing down.

“The sun was in my eyes, sir. I didn’t see you at first.”

He glared down at her, looking for all the world like he might wrap those large hands around her neck, and her breath caught in her throat. Oh, my. She was being taken to task by the most beautiful man she had ever seen. His eyes were a deep, dark blue, almost midnight blue with flecks of green scattered in the depths. The sandy lashes that framed them were longer than any man had a right to sport. His hair, a dark copper color, curly and unruly, brushed his collar and framed a strong, square face. His lips, currently pressed together in annoyance, were full, and his complexion was deeply tanned with a slight ruddy cast.

Eliza stepped back from the sheer impact of his physical beauty and caught her heel on the raised sidewalk. With a quickness which belied his mass, he reached out and caught her by the arm before she fell backward.

He shook his head, the look he gave her one she was sure was reserved for those not quite in their right mind. “Lass!”

Her arm, where his hand steadied her, burned and tingled at the same time. She did not hear the lecture that spurted from his mouth. No, instead she busily cataloged every detail of this irate but handsome man. His tapered waist and strong, very long legs were impressive, as long, wide and sturdy as tree branches, and she gulped back a sigh. He released her arm and put one hand on his hip, while the other held the reins and bridle to his horse. A black and white sheep dog sat at his side and watched her intently. The dog stood and ambled closer, sniffed at her hand, then leaned in, pressing its body close to her. She gave it a pat and scratched behind its ears before she looked back at its stern owner. When she returned her gaze to his face, his lips were turned down in a stern frown. He raised an imploring hand.

“I could have killed you, lass. It is a rough and tumble town, Cheyenne. You’ll need to be more careful.”

“Yes, sir, I will.” She swallowed, more confused by her awareness of this man than the fact she had indeed almost been killed. “Thank you.” She began to step back onto the boardwalk, but once again he took her arm and held her in place.

“You’re new here.” It wasn’t a question.

She leaned her head to one side so she could look up at him again.

He blew out a resigned sigh. “Let me escort you. What is your destination?”

Eliza’s mouth went dry at the unexpected offer and she had trouble forming the words. She nodded the direction she’d been going. “The bank,” she finally squeaked out, “but you don’t have to.”

He gave his head another shake, his lips curled into a small half smile as he studied her. “Yes, Miss, I think I do.

The mountain of a man nodded and flipped the reins of his horse over a hitching rail before he assisted her with the step, then offered his arm and walked her into the bank.

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