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Thursday, January 27, 2022

A Fun, Fast-Paced Urban Fantasy Adventure... Violet Spark (Butterfly Witch, #1) by Elsa Jade & Erin Kellison

"This is a story that combines technology and the paranormal in significant ways with interesting characters and intriguing hints about the next book." Sandee, Goodreads


Published: January 24th, 2022

Imogen Taylor: Artist. College dropout. Gamer. Screwup.

I had big plans for art school in California, but when the best mom in the world—mine—needed help, I came home to Arbolito, Arizona instead. I even got my old high school job back, making smoothies at the Desert Freeze…in winter.

So, yeah, by day, my life is a cold, tropical-hued hell. But at night, I escape reality by plugging into my favorite video game, Legendelirium, to become a powerful, sexy witch, going on epic quests while vanquishing baddies.

Until a cute guy from my gaming world shows up at work, gives me the worst kiss ever, and my reality and fantasy lives get blended by purple goo laced with lethal, nanorobotic technology.

Now, I’ve got powers—strange, witchy ones. Scary people are after me, and I don’t know who to trust. And, get this. Somehow, it’s up to me to defeat them, or it’s game over.

Enter the fast, fun, urban fantasy adventure of the BUTTERFLY WITCH series, where magic and science become one—mostly accidentally.

* This is a standalone first book in the brand-new BUTTERFLY WITCH series. Contains swearing, some intense action scenes (low gore), super-slow-burn romantic interest (also low gore), and does not end on a cliffhanger—but, yeah, there’s more to come! 


I could just give up. Most people would probably say—and some people had said—I should give up. But I just couldn’t, not yet. The only way to figure out what was happening to me was to find Brayden and beat it out of him point blank.

Somewhere behind the clouds, the sun was going down, and the already dusty hues of sage and burnt umber desaturated to dove and charcoal. As I crept down the winding roads, my hope faded with the light until in the long stretches of evening shadow, I found a wide spot that marked an access road. It obviously wasn’t used much, because tufts of pale cheat grass had sprouted through the gravel like a sorority girl’s leg hair during finals week.

With my luck, the Fiesta’s struggling engine would ignite the dry strands and I’d go up in a fireball. Despite the ruts in the gravel, I drove quickly to keep from catching fire. So I almost missed the glimpse of faded blue from the corner of my eye.

I slammed on the brakes, my heartbeat skipping. Throwing the Fiesta into reverse, I held my breath as I crept backward. Could be just a ranger’s truck, or an off-site tent from someone who didn’t want to pay the park fees. Shouldn’t get my hopes up…

I angled the Fiesta’s headlights into the gloom of the chaparral.

The silvery wings of the logo caught my light, but my gaze locked on the dented bumper, the buckled edges of exposed plastic flashing back at me like a warning.

The front half of the car was buried in the shrubbery.

Swallowing hard, I parked, leaving the headlights on. My fingers shook as I grabbed my phone off the seat beside me.

Swiping to the flashlight app, I stepped out into the scrub.

With the stink of dust and creosote clogging my throat, I crept toward the car. Sharp branches had scraped thin white lines in the paint that glinted like spiderwebs when I aimed my phone’s light toward the front seat. A fine layer of dust obscured the glass, reflecting back at me like an obstinate ghost.

I angled along the back fender, trying to avoid the spiny branches of wild lilac, but the door handle was buried in stickers. That was going to hurt…

I reached through the pokey wood to fumble for the handle. My heart beat too fast, making my head spin, and the shadows crowded way too close.

The door was locked.

I tugged again. But of course it was locked. People locked their car doors when they…left to do other things. Other things, like abandoning their vehicle on an empty road through the desert while they did…those other things—

“Ms. Taylor, step away from the vehicle.”

I shrieked as the voice and the bright white light hit me at the same moment.

Then everything happened so fast, so damned fast.

About the author:
Erin Kellison is the bestselling author of the Dragons of Bloodfire series, the Reveler series, and the Shadow series. She writes urban fantasy, paranormal romance, and science fiction romance. She loves other worlds and visits them as often as possible via movies and books and her kids' imaginations. When not daydreaming or writing, she's goofing off with her family in sunny Arizona.

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