Sunday, September 30, 2012

Hacienda Moon by KaSonndra Leigh: Ten's List; Excerpt

 


 


A Pathseekers Novel

 
Love, obsession, and betrayal, the most powerful human emotions, are spun together in this gothic novel. Tandie Harrison is a police medium who has just suffered a divorce after losing both her psychic visions and her daughter in a car accident. When she leaves New York City to start a new life near her hometown, she moves into the alluring plantation house, Chelby Rose, and falls for its enigmatic caretaker, Eric Fontalvo. Their burgeoning affair ignites a century old curse, ensnaring them in a web of danger, deceit, and intrigue. Soon Tandie learns that in placid Bolivia, the worlds of the living and the dead are dangerously connected.
 
Hacienda Moon is a seductive tale of one woman’s journey to confront the demons of her past and find the courage to face her future. It is a mesmerizing novel that explores the deepest depths of human nature, and the characters will hold and haunt you long after you have read the final chapter.
 
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Praise for When Copper Suns Fall
“The author's style was fluid and there were lovely passages and lines throughout that I simply loved. The pacing flowed so well I felt like I was on a boat ride, grabbing onto the railings at times when the waves got too rocky until I was able to settle back and begin the ride all over again.”
—The Reader Girls Blog spot
 
 


 EXCERPT from Hacienda Moon

Over the next three weeks, Eric tackled Tandie’s renovations one painstaking project at a time like a true professional. He handled the mid-August heat with ease, unlike Tandie who'd gotten spoiled by New York's slightly cooler temperatures.
The results of Eric’s handyman skills were beautiful. The final perk was the light rose-colored paint considered original to the plantation. This time Eric didn’t say a word about her paint shorts or her small brushes. He was too busy making sure she didn’t catch him watching her while she bent over to paint the lowest boards on the house. His face flushed so badly, she couldn't resist doing something to rub in that she caught him staring.
"Wow, it's so hot out here today." She stretched her arms, lifting her tee-shirt up until her belly button was exposed. Eric's mouth fell open. Tucking her lips, she made a move toward an even more creative tease.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"What does it look like? I'm picking up my paintbrushes." She shrugged. "Did I not use the proper technique for bending over and picking them up?"
He made a big grin and then moved closer to where she stood beside the house. Glancing down at the brushes beside her feet, he said, "They do look somewhat dirty. You sure you can handle that task? You strike me as somewhat of a nice girl. And with that much paint and dirt all in the heads, you have to get a little rough with cleaning them." His gaze bore into hers, smoldering her inside his brown sugary colored eyes.
She held his gaze. "Oh believe me; I have plenty of ways to clean dirty things."
There was about a foot of space between them now. "Is that right?"
"Oh yeah," she answered, hoping that the pulse line on her neck didn't show the way her heart was thumping inside her chest.
His gaze drifted from her eyes down to her lips and finally ended at her left shoulder. "Then why don't you start by cleaning that big red spider off of your shoulder?" An amused smile spread across his lips, but a scream shrilled out of Tandie's.
Eric slammed his hands over his ears. "Damn it, Tandie."
Adrenaline spiked through her. He might as well have said her breasts were hanging out. He would've gotten less of a response than he did with the spider statement. "Get it off me! Do you see it? Is it still there? Get it!" she shrieked, jumping around and spinning in half circles.
"I won't help you until you stop trying to burst my eardrums," he said, still half-way smiling. He came over and put his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace. "Calm down, Tandie. It's gone, all right?"
Vowing to never tease Eric ever again, she waited for her heaving breaths to normalize and for her trembling limbs to steady as she was pressed against Eric's chest.
"Wow, you're arachnophobic," he said after a long, but charged moment between them.
"You think?" Tandie said, still too embarrassed to glance up at him. His thumb was circling around the small of her back. That tiny gesture alone ignited several neglected parts of her body. 
"I'm sorry. I did not know that would happen," he muttered in her hair.
This time she did look up at him. "What do you mean, Eric Fontalvo?" she said in measured words, anger quickly replacing her nervous fear. His silence said it all. She pushed back from his shoulders and glared at him. "You sneaky mean person. You tricked me."
"I'm sorry. I know. It was a mean thing for me to do. Do you forgive me?" He made begging hands and put as much sadness into that gorgeous face as he could muster.
Are you insane? Of course I forgive you. "Nope. I'm afraid it's not quite that easy, Mr. Contractor." Tandie crossed her arms and tapped her right foot, refusing to look at him.
He took a step closer, closing the distance between them again. "What if I make you a forgive-me-offer you can't refuse?"
"Nope. Not even then."
"You don't even know what it is," he said.
"I don't care." Are you insane, woman. Stop telling that Spanish Adonis that you don't care.
"I can cook for you. One of my favorite Cajun dishes," he teased.
"I'm listening," Tandie said, twisting her lips to hold back her smile.
"Seriously, let me do this for you. I won't tell you what it is unless you agree to it."
"Okay, fine," she said and stalked off toward the house before she lost all control of the power he seemed to have over her.



 

Ten Weird Things About KaSonndra Leigh Author of Hacienda Moon: a Gothic Romance
 
1)       I always considered myself to be a Goth girl and still do. Want to see how bad my obsession with my past life is? Head over to http://pinterest.com/alestasia/the-goth-girl-i-ll-always-be/ and check out all of my fascinating black, white, and red pics galore.
 
2)      I had a crush on Frodo in LOTR. What girl didn’t? Even if they won’t admit it. Dark hair, gorgeous blue eyes, brave aura: what the heck is there not to like? Never mind that I probably tower over him.
 
3)      I still have a cassette player in my truck. I specifically ordered it to have one when I bought it. Giving up my old Ike and Tina Turner collectibles wasn’t an option. I still haven’t found them on CD or mp3 yet.  **sighs**
 
4)      I talk to my flowers. Sometimes they answer me back. And then those answers become great stories for you all to read. My grandmother taught me all I needed to know about gardening. I miss her terribly.
 
5)      I get sea sick on ferry boats. Riding across the way to see the Statue of Liberty with my best friend made me sick. I’m pretty sure that in a past life I was one of the people on the Titanic. I’ve never taken a cruise and probably won’t ever do it.
 
6)      I chew my cuticles and the skin around my fingers when I’m writing. It’s a thinking process. I can’t help myself. I’ve tried everything to stop it. I even tried using that stuff that turns bitter when you taste it on your fingernails. Well, guess what? I started liking the way it tasted, so I stopped using it. I know…strange.
 
7)      I generally tend to fall for the fictional bad boy instead of the good guy. That bad habit has probably carried over from some of my real life ordeals. Okay, so I love bad boys. That’s why I get so many emails from readers telling me how they feel conflicted about my characters. Some of them even say that they prefer the bad boy character more. This is a good thing. I’ve done my job well when something seems so real that people get so emotional. Better to have conflicted over cardboard character comments any day, right?
 
8)      Physics was my favorite subject in high school. I didn’t care for English much at all. Horrors!
 
9)      I’m a human phone book. I can remember phone numbers after seeing them once or twice. I remember all of my childhood numbers and even some of my friends I used to hang out with.
 
10)   I have a Nook instead of a Kindle…don’t ask. LOL








Thank you for having me allowing me to guest post on your blog today.




KaSonndra Leigh lives in the City of Alchemy, North Carolina. She recently completed her Master of Fine Arts in creative writing and is now looking forward to playing CLUE with her two sons more often. She lives in an L-shaped house with a garden dedicated to her grandmother and where she has also created a secret library complete with fairies, Venetian plastered walls, and a desk made out of clear blue glass.




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2 comments:

katsrus said...

Pretty book cover. Sounds like a wonderful story. Followed the author on Twitter(katsrus2003). Thanks for the giveaway.
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koddabear said...

Boy, had a hard time getting this post.
This looks like a very interesting book. Different from the norm. I'm looking forward to reading it. Thanks for the terrific giveaway.