Oz may never be the same…Falling for Love: When Micha saves Jasmine by pushing her into the pages of his magic book, she finds herself in a place she never thought existed — the Land of Oz. In this magical kingdom, books write themselves, but Jasmine must keep the magic from disappearing or Jasmine will lose everything she’s found — including Micha the Scarecrow, and Leon the Cowardly Lion, her mates.Bitten For Love: Landing in Oz with the Scarecrow, Micha, and Leon the Cowardly Lion was odd. However, getting sent to Dracula’s castle is even stranger. As they venture farther into the count’s castle, her feelings for both Leon and Micha deepen. Magic is growing within her thanks to the strange book which tells their story. They soon learn they must keep the book away from the evil Dorothy at all cost.Spelled For Love: When the magic book deposits Jasmine, Micha, and Leon at a villains’ convention, all Jasmine wants is some time to unwind before their next adventure. Getting to be alone with her two mates means the world to all of them. All the while, the magic within her starts to go out of control. Meanwhile, the evil Dorothy enlists the villains to kidnap the trio. Only Jasmine’s magic can save the men she loves — and all of Oz.
EXCERPT:
“If only it were that simple. I can always rewrite this scene if I show you. You’ll have no memory of it.” He paced, talking to himself with his head down. “I don’t want to mess you up any more than I have. It has strange effects on those who see it. I –”
She put her hands up, not sure what he was rambling on about. He’s gone off the deep end. Hook retraced his steps and gestured with his hands before running them through his hair, making it even wilder. Watching him made her dizzy, but she did get a good look at his tight ass. Jasmine bit her lip and felt her heart flutter at the sight before she stepped in front of him. Micha kept mumbling and bumped into her.
“What’s with you?” Hell, the longer she was around him, the longer she wondered if he was capable of kidnapping her. Maybe the thug gassed me when he stuck his head into the window. All the stuff with Micha getting into the car and writing with a magic pen has to be a hallucination.His eyes flashed green for a split second when he looked up. “Sorry. I’ve never shown it to anyone. It has a profound effect on those who see it. I don’t know how it will change you.
Talking in circles with him tired her out. If Jasmine hadn’t been out in the middle of nowhere, she would get the hell out of there. “Show me, already. After all this, I kinda deserve to know what it is.”
He flashed her a half-crooked smile that made him look cuter. The last of the sun glinted off his glasses. “You’re right.”
Anticipation hung in the air. Jasmine held her breath while Micha rooted around in the trunk. He came back out with his precious cargo clasped protectively against his chest. She chuckled and threw her hands up. “Your mob boss is after a book?
“It’s more than just a book,” he whispered. His expression fell as though she’d killed his favorite kitten. Tattered greenish-yellow velveteen covered a book the size of a dictionary. “It’s more than a book.” His voice dropped. Micha patted the cover lovingly. “You don’t want to hurt her feelings. She can get a bit temperamental. I think that’s how it all went wrong in the first place, but it… Well, never mind.
“Her? Why do you… It’s just a ragtag book that’s seen better days.” She ran her fingers through her hair and tried to figure out how she had gotten into such a messed-up situation. “Forget it. At least tell me it’s a Shakespearean play no one has published. An undiscovered Mark Twain manuscript. Fuck, even a first edition of the Bible written by the son of God himself for it to be worth all the trouble you’ve gone through for it.”
Micha petted the cover. “You should apologize for insulting her.”
“I’m not apologizing to a book. When did it become a her?” Jasmine reached out to take the volume, but Micha stepped back. “This is ridiculous. Give me the darn thing.”
Jasmine went after him and grabbed the volume. The smooth cover slid under her fingers. Warmth glided over the fingertips as she yanked it away and nearly pulled him back. However, he wrestled it back from her. Micha grunted as he jerked it away. He lost his footing and stumbled backward. The book tumbled from his hands and landed a few feet away. Jasmine fell on top of Micha, knocking the wind out of her. They locked eyes for a few precious seconds. The guy might have been a little off, but he was something to look at. It’s his eyes. I’ve always been a sucker for the eyes. The green faded back to their vibrant blue. A blast of heat singed her arm until she cried out.
“Get off me.” Micha pushed her away.
She landed a few inches from the book. The ground shook and cracks appeared underneath it, spreading into the graveyard. An emerald glow emanated from the tome and slipped into the fissures. Each widened as another small tremor hit. The earth rolled under Jasmine’s feet. The green radiance highlighted the white crosses of the cemetery. The atmosphere turned eerie as Jasmine tried to understand what was happening.
“Shit. Now you’ve done it. Once she uses her powers, they can home in on her. I brought you here so we could rest, and she could reset. Even if I rewrite the scene and erase your memory again, it won’t matter this time.”
The pages of the volume rustled back and forth. Each time the book reached its end and started over again, the green illumination transformed to a burnt gold. Heat radiated off the pages and warmed her face. Another tremor hit them, causing a small fissure to open underneath her. Jasmine rolled out of the way, but closer to the book. She blinked at what she saw on the pages. Words ripped themselves off the page and floated above the volume. They glowed like the writing she thought she’d seen Micha do with his pen. An earsplitting screech came from the sky. The noise chilled her to the marrow of her bones. Jasmine looked up and saw several black shapes splayed against the bright half-moon like wayward bats trying to find a home. She tore her gaze from them and went back to the book. The writing resettled back on the parchment and became regular text. She tried to read it, but couldn’t understand the language. Next to the page was a picture of a village at night. A light shone in a window at the top of a bell tower, but she couldn’t make out the rest of the buildings. A shadow blacked out the window as though someone walked across it and cast their shadow. No book could show movement in it. Jasmine reached over to touch the book to make sure all this was real. Micha jumped between her and the hardback. His eyes burned green.
“They’re coming. Neither of us is safe now.”
“What about the book? It… How is it doing that?”
“Don’t worry about her right now. We have to get away.”
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Crymsyn Hart - Paranormal and Horror Author 