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Have you heard of the Montana Vortex?

reno 057I knew when I got the idea for THE ELF GUARDIAN that It would be set in the Bitterroot Mountains, like the others–but I wanted a unique twist. It came when I read about the Montana Vortex.

https://nbcmontana.com/news/montana-moment/montana-vortex-and-house-of-mystery-may-redefine-laws-of-physics

When paranormal investigator Chiara de Luna needs a boost to her sagging career, she makes a trip to northwestern Montana for new material. Little does she know that the real story she’ll find is much more outlandish than weirdly tilted trees and brooms standing up on their own.

cvr200x300elfguardian2Clan Elves of the Bitterroot (Book IV): The strong Earth energies that support the Clan Elves of the Bitterroot have gone awry for unknown reasons, and the powerful forces at work have not gone unnoticed by the outside world. When a paranormal investigator looking for a story to save her career is told a fantastic tale by the juvenile and disobedient elf prince Elliun, his young albino elf bodyguard Max must try to fix the mistake. Can Max get humans, mages, and elves working together in time to save the land before the energies spin out of control? Or is this the end of the elven world in the Bitterroot Mountains? [Urban Fantasy series from Dragonfly Publishing, Inc.]

 

 

Excerpt:

The phone line went dead before she could even say ‘goodbye.”

Not that she was going to say ‘goodbye.’ Anything but.

            “Hunter, wait—”

The once-sweet name turning bitter on her tongue, the whispered words sighed through her lips, becoming sharp, cutting her.

No, that was her teeth, biting down hard enough to make her bleed.

She set the phone into the stand. Gone.

Her knees gave way and she landed, hard, in her office chair, banging her elbow on the edge of the polished black-and-chrome desk. The pain reverberated up and down her arm, but did nothing to cloak the agony raging inside her.

So close…

            The news clippings across the surface of the desk seemed to mock her now. Paranormal Investigator Visits Alcatraz. DeLuna Solves Local Murder with Psychic Clues. Ghosts Give Up Secrets to Ohio Paranormal Expert.  All her work, fifteen years of building a reputation as an investigator of the weird and unexplained—what would it mean if Hunter Nowles walked away from her?

And why was he leaving? Because that stupid exorcism had turned out to be a fake.

Okay, and the haunting of that old mansion in Pennsylvania had turned out to be a bust.

She chewed her lip. To be honest, she’d failed to either prove or debunk the last seven investigations she’d undertaken. Lucky number seven.

“The great Chiara DeLuna bites the big one,” she muttered, waiting for the rim shot that had to follow. It was a joke, right? She was a joke. The network seemed to think so. Davis had already sent a memo warning her they wouldn’t fund her program any longer if she couldn’t produce results. And now Hunter had decided she wasn’t worth his time, either.

Or maybe he was just afraid that her failures would taint his own growing stature in the paranormal investigation community. Their three years as lovers didn’t mean anything at all?

            Her gaze was snagged by one of the news photos on the desk, herself smiling and shaking the beefy hand of some small-town police chief. See, that woman was Chiara DeLuna, “spooky” media star—the woman with the chic platinum blonde hair, the expensive wardrobe, and the ominous black sedan that seemed to part crowds when she arrived on a scene.

Not the woman who looked back at her from the mirror, dreary, bookish Bonny Lang from Euclid, Ohio whose most thrilling accomplishment before she’d hit the big time was surviving a wreck with a drunk driver, as a teenager. Her mother had been killed in the crash; Bonny had sold her first paranormal article based on a post-mortem conversation they had before her mother’s spirit faded.

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SFFS for 1-19: On TV people and why they just aren’t like the rest of us…

Another clip this week from THE ELF GUARDIAN–cvr200x300elfguardian2

Once this paranormal investigator gets hold of the idea of studying the Montana Vortex, she’s determined to come to the Bitterroot forests, which strikes fear–or at least serious concern–into the hearts of those humans fortunate enough to know the elf clan.

Crispy in particular is worried that the new prince could be a target, since the royal family had almost lost him to kidnappers once. But Lane, in his usual laid-back way, sets Crispy straight about it here:

***

“Have you ever seen this woman?” Lane dropped the letter onto the desk and turned to the second of his four slaved computers, and ordered it to search for the lame investigator’s show.

Avoiding the lens of the web cam, Crispy edged closer to peer around the corner at the monitor’s wide screen, which displayed a woman who could have walked a Hollywood red carpet, tall, platinum blonde, wearing heels four inches tall and a skirt that didn’t seem much longer, if the expanse of leg in between was any indication.

Lane found his eye distracted by those legs, especially because the photo was shot at an angle as if the cameraman was kneeling down low—not an “up-the-skirt” angle, something a little more “queen of the world.” He didn’t know much about fashion, but the jacket and skirt Chiara wore had that bland, useless look in an off-green color that had to mean it cost twice as much as any normal person would pay for it.

Besides, I shop at the Salvation Army—what do I know from looking beautiful?

He rolled his eyes.

“She’ll fall down in the woods,” Crispy commented.

“In those shoes? You betcha.”

***

Find out more about THE ELF QUEEN, THE ELF CHILD and THE ELF MAGE at the tabs above, or at http://clanelvesofthebitterroot.com. You can buy the books at Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble.com and a host of other sources–find them at Dragonfly Publishing, Inc.   The Elf Guardian is expected out this spring. Can’t wait!

Find more great science fiction and fantasy snippets at Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday’s main page. I love this group of authors–what great imaginations!

 

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