Moon Rose Publishing has just released their newest book, A CELTIC TAPESTRY!
An anthology between eight authors, each one has taken their own twist on one of the Celtic festivals of the year. From sunny spring to chilly winter, everyone’s favourite season is given a fresh and enticing take in this wonderful collection. To celebrate, Moon Rose Publishing is also hosting a fabulous giveaway as part of the release!
The wheel of the year turns, bringing the joy of spring, the warmth of summer, the richness of autumn, and the merriment of winter. But eight Celtic festivals link these seasons together, bringing with them romance, lust, danger, and even magic. From a city under threat from night-time creatures at Ostara, to a selkie caught by the light of the Lughnasadh moon, to a writer caught in the flames of a fiery goddess at Imbolc. Eight authors have come together to give their own twist on these festivals, weaving each story with a blend of myth, magic, and contemporary telling…to create A Celtic Tapestry.
Excerpt from Crimson Beat by Elle J Rossi
Somebody is going to die tonight.
“Oh, lucky me. It’s Josie. I see you’ve joined the living.”
I stop and squint into the dark interior of Wolfie’s, where I tend bar five nights a week and sometimes on Sunday. Annoyance wraps its prickly arms around me, instantly changing my mood from thoughtful to combative. Perhaps the cocky bartender has a death wish. So what if I’m a little late tonight and didn’t show up for work last night? I don’t have to explain my reasons or whereabouts to this knob. At least I’m here now. Sore, but here. As for the living part, I can’t really claim to be completely alive—not in the human sense of the word—but no chance will I be sharing that bit of juice with the tool behind the bar. The less he knows the better. Same goes for most of the general population.
Ignorance is bliss. Especially this time of year. Ostara—the Spring Equinox—is one of only two times a year when light equals dark. When the secluded lore creatures come out of hiding to wreak havoc on the innocent. When daywalkers and nightwalkers co-exist for a full twenty-four hours. A recipe for disaster, also known as: My Busiest Season.
Even now, I’m scanning the crowd, alert and ready to protect. Humans are so unassuming, so blasé when it comes to their safety. In their defense, they don’t know what lurks around the dark corners at night. I do, and it isn’t pretty.
I’m Josie Hawk.
I’m a killer. Literally. Technically I’m classified as a Huntress (even though I’m only a half-breed), but the ultimate outcome of any given hunt is death. Be it by hand or weapon—I prefer blades with blinged-out handles. It isn’t easy, but it’s who I am. My father taught me how to hunt and how to live. My mother, God rest her soul, taught me how to love fiercely. But then she died and took most of that love with her. The fierce part I kept though. I hold it close, like a baby clutches a blanket, security in the purest sense. If I’m fierce, I’m alive. If I’m alive, I can hunt. And if I can hunt, I can protect the people of my city.
To most, I’m just another bartender in another bar. Friendly enough, even if a little off with my over the top opinions and fashion choices. I don’t mind being off. I suppose some killers might prefer to blend, become part of the scenery. Not me. I prefer to be the brightest flower in the bunch. The red rose stashed in a white bouquet. The lone neon sign on the dark street.
As I sashay by in my zombie stompers and ripped fishnets, I try hard not to limp from my recently injured ankle, because let’s face it, limping totally ruins the whole sashay effect.
But I can’t be that flashy all the time. Not when I’m hunting. The time between last call and dawn, I become part of the shadows, part of the night. I spend so many hours there, it’s no wonder I prefer the spotlight in my off time.
*‘Copyright of Elle J Rossi*
Elle J Rossi grew up in rural Indiana surrounded by great people, a huge family and more animals than she could count. But the sights and sounds of the world beckoned, so she left her small town to escape into a creative world full of music. As a full time singer she was able to lose herself in a thousand different songs in a hundred different places.
After meeting the love of her life and settling down, she yearned to find a new and fulfilling creative outlet. Overly fond of the happily ever after, she wondered what it would be like to have her own characters lead her down dark and twisted paths. The very first word on the very first page sealed her fate. She’d found a new love. She’d found her escape.
Now along with weaving haunting tales about the journey to love, she’s creating cover art for authors around the world and loving every second of it. For fun, she cranks country music to take her back to her roots, and sings karaoke anytime she gets a chance. Her husband, two children, and two cats that rules the roost keep her company along the way and guarantee she doesn’t get lost in the enchanted forest. She wouldn’t have it any other way.
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And now for the giveaway! Well, what IS the free stuff? Moon Rose Publishing, as part of the A CELTIC TAPESTRY tour, is giving away a ton of good stuff. You could win a print copy of A CELTIC TAPESTRY, a sticker pack, bookmarks, a beautiful necklace and jewelled bookmark from Tara S Wood, or an e-book of the anthology!
Interview with Elle J. Rossi’s Keller O’Leary, from Crimson Beat
Thanks for being here today, Keller. Sit back and relax and please do your best to keep your fangs to yourself…I have somewhere to be later and getting blood on my nice white top just won’t be acceptable. I do hope you understand.
It’s a pleasure to be here, Trish. Rest assured, I’m well fed these days.
It might bring up some tough feelings, but how did you become a vampire – who turned you?
Aye, uttering his name has the potential to summon him. Trust me, love, you don’t want him here. You’d never make it to your evening engagement. What I can tell you is that my turning was intentional. Part of a bigger plan. I donnae know how many he’s sired over the years, but I know the time nears when he will call us to his side. We’re bound to go. It is a time I’m not looking forward to.
Exactly how old are you, Keller?
My human birth year was 1892. I was turned in 1919 at the onset of the Irish civil war. Let’s see. That makes me a mere 121 years old, which is fairly young for an immortal.
What is the biggest secret you hold close to your heart?
I cannae bear to lose Josie. She is my heart. She holds my soul. The time will come when we will both have to make a choice. I fear her answer will not be the same as mine.
Can you tell me the story about how you met the lovely Josie Hawk?
I have my sister to thank for that. Sage has a fondness for country music. Nashville is the perfect fit for her. She introduced me to Josie right after Josie stomped me with her combat boot and tried to stake me to the ground. Josie is fierce. Shall we say her blood sang to me? She didn’t quite see it that way. Still doesn’t, I’m sure. But I’m infectious. And persistent.
Where do you see your relationship with Josie going? You seem fated to be together, but life does happen…
Aye, we are fated. Deliciously so. Getting Josie to realize that is a daily struggle. One I enjoy, I might add. There are several ways to remind her that we’re better together than apart. My intention is to spend eternity with her. You say life happens. I’m more concerned with death. Hers. Perhaps we should change the subject.
So, you play in a band. What’s your favorite song to do?
We can blame Josie and Sage for this answer: Kerosene by Miranda Lambert. Mad drums in that tune.
Do you have any tattoos?
Actually, I don’t have any. I’m a little old fashioned in that way.
If you were offered a cure for vampirism, would you take it?
That would depend entirely on Josie and what the future holds for us. I will not stand idle and watch her grow old while I remain unchanged. I cannae do that. I won’t.
Is sex any different as a vampire?
Aye. Very. Sex is exquisite. Every sound is amplified. Every whisper of a touch becomes utter eroticism. The taste… The bite… It’s a bonding of souls when there is love between the partners. You become one and many and nothing and everything. Aye, very different.
If you had one wish to make, what would you wish for?
I wish to spend eternity with the only woman I have ever loved.