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Sunday, March 20, 2016

Book Blitz: Daughter of Magic by Teresa Roman


Daughter of Magic
Teresa Roman
Publication date: March 15th 2016
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
Lilli sees things no one else does.

Desperate to make sense of the dreams and visions that have plagued her since childhood, Lilli confides in Devin, her closest friend, and the boy she’s fallen for.

Instead of questioning her sanity, Devin confesses to secrets of his own, which are far darker.  
His revelations about magic, witches and demons stun Lilli.  
But it’s what he knows about Lilli’s mother, long believed to be dead, that leaves her feeling betrayed.  
Despite her anger, Lilli will have to learn to trust Devin again, because he is the only one who can protect her from a dark danger that’s coming for her from a world away.
 

Author Q&A:
Q. Why do you write?
A. I love books. After being such a die-hard reader for so long my head became filled with all these ideas that I just needed to get out. I want people to smile when they finish reading my books, just as so many authors have made me do.
Q. What is the inspiration for the story?
A. I've always really liked the fantasy and paranormal genres. I just find stories about magic and supernatural creatures to be so much fun. There really are no boundaries when your story is a fantasy. The main character in Daughter of Magic is quiet, a loner. That was me at her age, and I constantly fantasized about my life being bigger than it was. Books gave me that escape, and that’s what I wanted to create with Daughter of Magic.
Q. Where can readers find out more about you?
A. I have a website - www.teresaromanwrites.com. You can also find out more about me on my Amazon author page, Facebook and Goodreads.
Excerpts:
Excerpt 1:
“Everybody needs a hero, Lilli. I want to be yours. You just have to let me.” He reached out to brush my hair over my shoulder.
I didn’t know what to make of his words. I wanted them to mean something—that he’d begun to feel about me the way I did for him. But it was probably wishful thinking. Knowing Devin, the reason for his extra kindness was because of what happened to my father.
“After all the things you’ve done for me, I think you hit hero status quite a while ago.” I kept my voice light, even though I meant every word. Not only did he get me a job—not an easy feat in Crescent City where unemployment was rampant—but he was the first person besides my aunt that I ever felt comfortable talking to about my mother. And if he hadn’t been with me when I found my dad, I don’t know how I ever would’ve gotten past the shock.
He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. “You’ve been crying.” His hand moved to my cheek. “I’m sorry, that was a stupid thing to say; of course you’ve been crying.”
Staring into Devin’s eyes, feeling his hand on my cheek, made me feel better and worse at the same time. He had no idea how impossibly hard it was to be around him when all I wanted was for him to kiss me, to tell me he needed me as badly as I did him. I lowered my gaze and he dropped his hand.
Excerpt 2:
“Look at me,” Devin ordered the man. He spoke slowly and quietly, but there was no mistaking the anger in his voice. “You will apologize for being impolite, and then you’ll leave.”
For a moment the man looked stunned, almost hypnotized. I thought for sure he’d demand to speak to Rob again and both Devin and I would get fired. Instead, he turned to me and said, “I’m sorry for being impolite.” He even sounded contrite. “I need to leave.”
I watched him walk away, still not sure exactly what had just happened and spooked by the way he repeated Devin’s words.
When the door closed behind him, I looked at Devin. “What did you just do?”
“Nothing,” he muttered.
“No, it wasn’t nothing,” I said. “How’d you get him to do that?”
“He had no business speaking to you like that, so I asked him politely to apologize and he complied.”
“Uh, uh. No way.” I had no idea how Devin made that man to apologize, but there was more to it than he let on. Somehow, I just knew it.
“What are you suggesting? That I have some sort of magical power and can make people do whatever I will them to? You told me yourself last night that you don’t believe in magic.”
I did say that. Because it was true. Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Devin was keeping something from me. And this wasn’t the first time, either.
After a pause, I said, “You know what I find curious? Why is it that you know so much about me, yet I hardly know about your life at all?”
“What is it you want to know?” he asked.
I wasn’t sure how to respond. I didn’t have any specific questions, but I felt a growing sense that Devin had secrets.
Excerpt 3:
The third round of knocking was accompanied by a voice. “Lilli, it’s me. I know you’re in there. Open the door, please,” Devin pleaded.
At the sound of his voice, my heart shattered into a million pieces. I rose from my chair and started for the door, my need for him intense. Halfway there, I stopped. I wanted to open the door and run into his arms, but I was afraid. For a minute I considered pretending I wasn’t home, but I knew that wouldn’t do any good. He could probably hear me from where he was.
“Go away,” I shouted. It hurt to say those words, they were the last thing I ever wanted to tell him, but the look of agony on his face from earlier was etched into my mind. I refused to cause him pain like that again.
“I’m not going anywhere.” His voice sounded as tortured as I felt, and I was afraid that it was me hurting him all over again. “I’ll stay out here all night and all day and the day after until you open this door and let me talk to you.”
“I don’t want to hurt you again,” I said, trying to be strong, not only for myself, but for him, too.
“The only thing that hurts is being away from you. Please, just let me in,” he pleaded. “You won’t hurt me. I can help you. I can teach you how to control your power.”
“No.”
“Lilli, please … I need you. I can’t breathe without you. I love you.” His voice cracked and I wondered if I’d heard him right, but then he said it again, and again, and again.  
Forgetting everything else, I ran to open the door and threw myself into his arms. Relief flooded through me as he wrapped his arms around me. I seriously doubted I’d ever be able to let go again.

Author Bio:

Teresa currently lives in beautiful Sacramento, CA with her husband, three adorable children and a dog named Parker that her son convinced them to adopt. When she's not at her day job or running around with her kids, you can find her in front of the computer writing, or with her head buried in another book. If you'd like to find out more about her, she can be found at www.teresaromanwrites.com where you can also sign up for her newsletter to receive exclusive book release information.


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