Creatively Green is the blog of freelance writer, avid crafter, and La Mamma Verde (the green mom), Wenona Napolitano.
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- Add the flour and a pinch of baking powder and mix until
you obtain uniform dough
- Add the pealed kiwi, cut in chunks as big or small as you
- Put the dough in a baking shape and bake for approx 15-20
- Take out and leave to cool off; decorate with whipped
cream, slices of kiwi
- Eat it with some white wine and in the company of the
hottest Oracle you can get your dragon paws on
Genre: New Adult Paranormal / Erotic Romance
Approx. word count - 70k - 80k words
The world holds few secrets for Oracle Elana Anderson, or as her fans know her, Ela Deville. Successful author of paranormal romance, Ela, has a secret: not all her paranormal characters are quite that fictional. She hardly expected she'd trigger a chain of events that might bring about the end of the world via a pesky dragon. Rendered blind to visions of him, Ela’s only way to save her world is to keep the dragon close…very close.
Obitus, the only awake dragon in the Otherworlds, is determined to get back the magic that was stolen from him and secure his position for a good thousand years. Becoming Akai’s new guardian after getting rid of the current one is the best way to it. But that means getting Ela on his side. He’ll bargain and maneuver his way there if he has to, but ends up tormented by the desire to have her for real.
In a game of deals, half-truths and irresistible cravings, does one heart have to break in order for the other to save the world?
Excerpt 2 - from Chapter 1
I wanted him to follow. At this
point I knew he wanted a victim for tonight. If it wouldn’t be me, it would be
some poor woman. I couldn’t let that happen. Once in the elevator I pushed for
my suite’s floor. My pulse skipped. I’d wait for him there.
As the doors opened I stepped out
of the elevator and inhaled deeply. He’d be up in about a minute. The hall was
empty. I allowed myself a quick peak into the following minutes to make sure no
one would show up beside the two of us. Allison would take about 45 minutes to
come up. I had enough time.
I stood there, facing the elevator
doors, and began the invocations. I had quite a few options as far as spirits
went, but I rarely used them. Tonight, I called for the soul nippers. They were
tiny, vicious things that hungered for soul energy. The most efficient way to
make a living creature disappear. The nippers materialized out of the floor,
screeching and moaning.
Now all I needed was a target to
mark. And he’d arrive right…now. The doors binged open. He walked out, grinning
“I knew you were sweet on me,
honey,” he crooned.
I smiled and mentally drew the
target symbol on his chest. The nippers launched at him. He opened his mouth,
wanting to scream, but one of the nippers slid down his throat and blocked his
vocal chords. They shot through him, screeching with glee. Each time they went
through, a bit of his soul was consumed. In a minute or so he fell to the
floor, eyes wide and face contorted in pain. I didn’t feel much pity. He’d put
his victims though a lot worse.
Autopsy would show he’d died of a
stroke. I took the phone out of my purse and hit speed dial.
“911, what’s your emergency?”
“I think someone’s having a seizure
or something. Hotel…”
About the Author:
Livia lives in Europe where she listens to obscene amounts of music and devours every reading material in sight. When she’s not doing either of the two, she fiddles with anything remotely customizable within reach.