Cover Reveal: Red Velvet Ribbon, my new suspense paranormal romance

Allow me to introduce you to my new suspense paranormal romance. RED VELVET RIBBON, a mashup of contemporary and historical romance, will be released on July 18th. It will be part of my new PRN series called Spells & Potions; a series of standalone paranormal novellas with strong historical and mystery elements.
Some of you may have already been acquainted with the story of RED VELVET RIBBON, as it was first published two years ago as an erotic romance under the penname Lavinia Sely Ederyth. Unfortunately, Lavinia had to withdraw when I realized that my talent isn’t anywhere close to erotic stories. But I loved Autumn and Richardt, two main characters of RVR, and I didn’t want their story to remain imprisoned in the depths of my PC memory card.
So, here it is, RED VELVET RIBBON, relaunched and rebranded, as a clean paranormal romance, full of suspense and historical elements, a full-round novella, part of my new series of standalone novellas called Spells & Potions.


RVR is available for pre-order on Amazon. It will be released on July 18th and will go wide after spending a three-month period on Kindle Unlimited.

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As for Lavinia… I’m already missing her, but that won’t be for long. Lavinia is returning as the main character of the next book in the Spells & Potions series, and she will also be the kick-ass heroine of my next steampunk paranormal love story.


Autumn, a young woman in her late twenties, thought she had found happiness in her life. She had a potentially successful career, she was financially independent, she was with a man she loved, and she felt loved. However, she always had that feeling that something was missing in her life, that she wasn’t complete…
Her bad feeling was right; nothing in her life was what it seemed to be, and one night she found out in the most heartbreaking way.
After a night of despair, she found herself lying in Hubbard Park with her clothes ripped and a strange man’s voice whispering in her mind.
Then she saw him, and her mind flooded with questions. Who was that man with the old-fashioned clothes and a gentleman’s manners? Why was he holding her red velvet ribbon in his hands? Did he really have growing fangs?
What does a young woman from Connecticut have to share with a four-centuries-old vampire more than both having a broken heart? And how can they heal each other’s wounds?
Find out in this fast-paced suspense paranormal romance with strong historical elements.


#free #read: ‘The Undead Must Die, Episodes 1 & 2″ – Chapter 2’ (Who kidnapped Floriana?)

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Floriana is a seemingly ordinary art student, until an exciting opportunity to study ancient Greek relics introduces her to long-held secrets and shockingly dangerous truths.

Her life becomes altogether extraordinary when a seemingly benign morning excursion transforms into an agonizing race across Europe to save humanity. Soon, she must work against the clock to recreate an antidote to save mankind before nostalgic Nazi militias make good on their plan to create a legion of superhuman zombie-soldiers that will wreak havoc on mankind.

As the heir apparent to a family of masterminds, Floriana is the only one capable of thwarting their efforts, but first she’ll come face-to-face with black roses, presumptive killers, and mysterious sects.

With the fate of the world in her hands, can an inexperienced and clumsy art student create an antidote before it’s too late?

Find out in this adrenaline rushing, young adult thrill ride, chock full of espionage, conspiracy theories, spies, and zombies!

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“DID YOU KNOW that Lord Byron carved his name into one of those marble columns?” a voice asked from behind her.
Floriana’s first thought was whether the query had been addressed to her; the second was to whom that calm and deep voice belonged. She turned around and saw a male figure standing a few steps away. The light of the sun directly behind him blinded her, and in the glare, the white-dressed man appeared to have glowing angel wings on his back.
What the heck?
Had there been something in the coffee she drank with breakfast?
“Did you know that?” asked the stranger again, taking a step toward her. Now she could tell, he had no wings. Of course.
“Lord Byron was a great philhellene. He even spent much of his fortune on the Greek battle for independence from the Ottoman Empire,” he explained, ignoring her puzzled look.
She raised her hands to protect her eyes from the sun and tried to discern the man’s facial features.
“Was Lord Byron really here, at Cape Sounion?” she asked.
“Not only did he come here, but he also wrote a poem about the place. His name is carved into one of the columns of this temple. The inscription exists, it’s just not known for certain whether Byron was the one who engraved it.”
He walked hastily to the north side of the ancient temple, and he motioned for her to follow him. Walking with difficulty on the stone-littered, sloping ground, she caught up and found herself beside him.
Seventeen white marble columns were all that was left of the ancient temple dedicated to Poseidon, god of the sea and water according to ancient Greek mythology. The tall hill that the temple stood upon penetrated the Aegean Sea like a pointed spear. In past times, it had inspired the myth of Theseus and the Minotaur. Nowadays, it inspired the romantic feelings of thousands of couples who rushed to enjoy the sea view early in the morning, as well as the breathtaking sunsets in the evening.
“Here it is. Can you see it?”
She looked carefully at where his finger was pointing. Indeed, on the base of one of the middle columns at the north side of the temple the word Byron was etched in cursive letters.
She turned to him. Now she could get a better look at him. His short hair had a warm reddish blond hue that added a natural light blush to his pale skin. His thin lips formed a broad smile above his square jaw. He had broad shoulders and a slim waist, very active and athletic without a doubt.
Damn, I forgot to comb my hair. Again.
She ran her fingers through her unruly, red hair that was dancing in the morning breeze.
“Excuse me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Eric.”
He took her hand then bowed and kissed the top of it gallantly, sending a sensation of electric shock through her palm.
“Um… I’m Floriana.” She was still trying to overcome the shock of the unexpected knightly kiss.
“And what are you doing here at this place on the Mediterranean Sea, Floriana?” he asked.
“Um… I study… I mean… I am a student of fine arts. I am interested in the history of art. I thought there was no better place to begin than Greece. It’s full of ancient ruins.”
“You didn’t pick the right time to come here though. It’s more romantic at sunset.”
“Oh, I’m not looking for romance. I travel alone, simply for educational reasons.”
She regretted it the moment she said it. She had been tired of giving off the pathetic impression of a sexually inexperienced student. She stroked her neck and opened one button of her shirt. She didn’t manage to do it discreetly, though.
Now I’m going to get freckles from the sun. And my shoes are so dusty.
She was so busy observing her appearance that she didn’t notice the nervous glances that the charming stranger was throwing around.
“It’s late April, and it’s so hot already,” he said. “Want a drink? There is a cozy café down there.” He pointed to a tidy building near the entrance of the archaeological site.
There was no way for her to say no. They took the downhill road to the coffee shop. She was chatting, uncontrollably excited about the beautiful man she’d come across. He was shaking his head condescendingly.
Then everything faded away. The last thing she saw before she blacked out was two ominous figures moving straight toward her.


SHE DIDN’T ENJOY going to their neighborhood playground. Her mother used to urge her to go, hoping she would make friends with other children.
Her mother couldn’t understand why she didn’t like playing with other children. The truth is, she loathed mingling with other kids. They used to mock her for her red hair and freckles. They were irreducible, noisy, and dumb. None of them knew by heart all the tales of Greek mythology.
But above all, she did not like the swing sets. That ceaseless back and forth, back and forth, back and forth… How giddy she was feeling… Her mom should take her out from there, but her mother was nowhere to be seen. She had to shout, cry out for her mom, beseech to take her out of there.
“Mom!” she yelled. She felt her lips move, but she didn’t hear her voice. She took a deep breath and released the loudest cry her throat and lungs could give. Once again, she didn’t hear her voice. Everything around her began to darken and she tried to shout again. “Mom! Mom!” Her mouth opened, however no sound came out. That couldn’t be happening. She was yelling out as hard as she could. She was pushing herself so intensely that her throat and lungs felt like burning. And she was swirling, whirling, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth…
Someone grabbed her hand. It was a woman. It was her mom. Her mother came to her rescue. She will take me out of this hell. She was beset by darkness, but soon her troubles would come to an end.
“Only if I had given birth to you when I was ten, I would have been your mom.”
She tried to open her eyes, but a bright, blinding light forced her to close them again.
“Don’t be afraid, you are not in danger,” a female voice told her.
As soon as her eyes became accustomed to the light, she looked around. She was lying on a bed. She was in a room that looked like a ship’s cabin. A shapely brunette was sitting on a white sofa right next to the bed. Everything was swaying rhythmically right and left. She felt her body heavy, as if it was sinking in a sand dune.
“Where am I?”
This time she heard her own voice asking the question, but she did not recognize it. What the heck was happening?
“We are on a yacht. You might be feeling odd for a few hours but you will get better soon. No need for you to worry, everything is fine. At least for now,” the young woman announced in a strict voice.
“I’m feeling sick… My head… My stomach… How the heck did I end up here?”
“The good old chloroform. This is the answer to everything you asked. I’m sorry. We had to improvise, and we had to do it fast.”
“Chloroform? I do not understand. How?…”
“Eric. Remember him? He gave you a rose when he met you outside that ancient temple. We had it soaked with chloroform, but we couldn’t be sure how effective it would be and how quickly it would take effect. Luckily for us, you didn’t only smell that rose, you stuck your nose in it.”
“Eric! I should have known better.” A man like him couldn’t have been allured by her uncombed hair and her dusty shoes.
“Don’t feel embarrassed. No one resists Eric.”
“Why? I mean why did you do that to me? What do you want from me? And why am I on a yacht?”
She felt a twitching inside her stomach like her guts were dancing inside her abdomen.
“Easy, gal!” The attractive woman stood up, took a bucket that was placed near the sofa and set it before Floriana. She was dressed in black and a black ring adorned her middle finger.
“You can consign your … goods in here. You are still under the influence of the drug. It will pass in a few hours. Until then, you should rest and have a good sleep. Either way, you can’t go anywhere. We’re in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea.”
It was then that Floriana realized that sleeping was the best option she had, at least for the moment.




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The Undead Must Die, Book Tour, Day Six: Giveaway, Character Casting, Interview & Snippets


It’s the last day in THE UNDEAD MUST DIE Book Tour and our wonderful virtual journey is coming to an end!

On day Six of the Book Tour, I had the pleasure to stop on Deal Sharing Aunt with an interview which you can read here. Bound 2 Escape posted my Top Ten List along with a Snippet. Celtic Lady’s Review featured my book with an excerpt and Character Casting while Triple A posted on their Facebook page a wonderful presentation and an amazing review on Amazon.

As this event is coming to an end, I can’t thank enough Becca & Katie from Loving The Book  for setting up this amazing Book Tour along with the Facebook Event that helped you keep up with the Book Tour Schedule.

The winners of the Undead Must Die official book tour will be announced within the next few days.

Thank you all for putting time and effort in spreading the word about my book. I hope you enjoyed this event as much as I did.

Love and hugs!

The Undead Must Die, Book Tour, Day Five: Review, Excerpt and Giveaway


One day to go in THE UNDEAD MUST DIE Book Tour!

On day Five of the Book Tour, An Author In Progress posted a wonderful review which you can read here. On Turning Another Page you can read an Excerpt from Chapter Three.

The UNDEAD MUST DIE BOOK TOUR is powered by Loving The Tour . Becca & Katie have also created a Facebook Event to help you keep you keep up with the Book Tour Schedule.

Make sure you follow the tour on a daily basis and enter the giveaway which you can find at the bottom of each post!

The Undead Must Die, Book Tour, Day Four: Review, Character Casting, Snippets and Giveaway


One more thrilling day in THE UNDEAD MUST DIE Book Tour!

On day Four of the Book Tour, Book Bits-n-Bobs posted a wonderful review which you can read here. On Books And Boys Book Club you can find out how Floriana and the rest of the characters look like and read a few snippets.

The UNDEAD MUST DIE BOOK TOUR is powered by Loving The Tour . Becca & Katie have also created a Facebook Event to help you keep you keep up with the Book Tour Schedule.

Make sure you follow the tour on a daily basis and enter the giveaway which you can find at the bottom of each post!

The Undead Must Die, Book Tour, Day Three: Review, Excerpt and giveaway!


The very first official THE UNDEAD MUST DIE Book Tour is half way through already!

On day Three of the Book Tour, author Anna Del C.Dye posted a wonderful review which you can read here. On Jazzy Book Reviews you can read an Excerpt from the book.

Make sure you visit these awesome book blogs and enter the Giveaway.

The UNDEAD MUST DIE BOOK TOUR is powered by Loving The Tour . Becca & Katie have also created a Facebook Event to help you keep you keep up with the Book Tour Schedule.

Make sure you follow the tour on a daily basis and enter the giveaway which you can find at the bottom of every post!