Maizemerized Tales [Tour with Excerpts & Giveaway]

Just one perfect day.

Welcome to one of the November 23rd stops on the blog tour for the Maizemerized Tales series with Silver Dagger Book Tours. Follow the rest of the tour for spotlights, reviews, author guest posts, and a giveaway! More on that at the end of this post.

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Nine for a Kiss

Nine For a Kiss
A Maizemerized Tale
by D.S. Dehel

Published 5 November 2021
Extasy Books Inc

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Page Count: 112
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Just one perfect day.

Nothing has gone right in Sadie Lyons’s life since the accident, but she’s trying her best to get back to normal. She’s just not sure if the trip to the old apple orchard was the best decision, and the creepy corn maze run by the even creepier owner confirms her fears. Inside, the maze is even worse, and she’s soon lost in a never-ending labyrinth that twists and turns but goes nowhere.

When a raven joins her as a guide, she feels better, but like the maze, the raven is not what he seems, and the news he brings her changes everything.

Love and loss intertwine in this tale of the endings and beginnings we all face.

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Excerpt

This passage was short compared to the others she’d traversed so far, maybe seventy-five feet long, terminating in a dead end. The dark shape leaned against the wall of the maze, clinging onto a stalk with one hand. The other clutched to his side. 

“Hello.” The voice was raspy and undeniably masculine. 

“Are you alright?” She took two steps. 

“Um.” Then he collapsed, falling to his knees, palms against the ground. 

“Oh god.” She dashed forward, ignoring the little voice that insisted it could be a trap. “Are you hurt?” 

He shook his head as if clearing it. His longish hair covered his face. “No. Not hurt.” He seemed to be struggling to find the words. 

Indecision rocked her. Usually, she wasn’t so suspicious, but everything had changed that night. But someone helped me.

Lots of someones. I need to return the favor.

She knelt beside him, dipping her head to see the face hidden by the dark hair. Sharp nose, pale skin, and dark  lashes fringed his closed eyes. “Can I help?” 

“Help how?” His voice rasped, making her wince. 

Water. “Here.” She dug the bottle out of her pocket and held it out. “I don’t have germs, well, not so many.” She’d been on antibiotics forever. “Sorry it’s warm.” 

For a moment, she thought he’d reject her offering because he looked from her hand to her face and back again. Then he sat back on his heels and brushed off his hands before taking the proffered bottle. “Thank you.” 

He ran a hand through his hair, drawing it back into a low ponytail, then dropping it. The move revealed sharp cheekbones and skin strangely free of stubble for someone with such dark hair. No trace lined his jaw. He twisted off the cap, raised the bottle to red lips, and took a deep drink. 

Now that’s a neck. She watched his Adam’s apple move as he finished her water. I need to stop staring. So, she stood up and brushed the fine dirt off her hands. 

As he climbed to his feet, she took in his outfit consisting of dark, ripped jeans, a black short-sleeved shirt, topped by a black leather vest, and fingerless gloves, also black. Heavy black boots completed the ensemble, making him look like a rocker from the 1980s. 

“Thank you,” he repeated, then he looked at the bottle in his hand. “I seem to have finished your water.” Regret flashed in his eyes. “I am very sorry.” 

“Don’t worry about it.” She waved him off. “You obviously needed it. Your voice sounds better.” 

“Ah.” He cleared his throat. “I am not used to using it much.” 

“You’ve been lost for eons in this maze?” She’d meant it as a tease, but the look on his face crushed the humor. 

“Eons?” he scoffed, then his smile lit up the day. “No, not quite so long.” 

About the Author

D.S. Dehel is a lover of words, wine, and the Oxford comma. When she’s not immersed in a book, she is a mom to her four kids and her spoiled feline Mr. Darcy or two pampered pooches: Piper and Jaime. Having “retired” she spends her days dreaming up new plot lines and word smiting for hours on end. She adores literary allusions, hot sex scenes, and British men. Her husband is still convinced she writes children’s books. Please don’t enlighten him.

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Born For This

Born for This
Maizemerized Book One
by Maggie Blackbird

Published 5 November 2021
Extasy Books Inc

Genre: Historical Time Travel Paranormal Romance
Page Count: 206
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She’s always been obsessed with her ancestors, and now he’s offering her a chance to live with them…forever.

Second-year university student Edie Whitecrow gobbles up each course on Indigenous studies. If only she could experience the lives of her Anishinaabe ancestors instead of reading about them. On her way to a Halloween party decked out as a historical Ojibway maiden, she spies a corn maze in a spot known to be barren.

A scarecrow figure beckons Edie to enter with the enticing offer of making her biggest wish come true. She jumps at the chance and finds herself in the past, face to face with the man who haunts her dreams—the handsome brave Thunder Bear. He claims he’s spent twelve years waiting for Gitchi Manidoo to send her to him.

Life in the eighteenth century isn’t what Edie romanticized about, though. When her conscience is tested, she must choose between the modern day or the world of her descendants—where the man she was born for resides.

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Excerpt

During her evening chores, Thunder Bear’s gaze bore into Edie’s backside, and her hands shook. The women took notice and giggled, too. She did her best to brush off the light teasing.

Once she was finished cleaning up, her heart seemed to grow bigger, readying to burst through her ribs because Thunder Bear had smoked a pipe with her father and retired to the lodge. How was she supposed to sleep with him lying in a bed of robes where Charlot had slept last night?

She glanced around at those who hadn’t retired meandering to the lodge. Tightening the blanket around her shoulders, she dipped her head and shuffled through the opening of the wigwam to Thunder Bear feeding more wood to the burning cooking fire.

Edie’s gaze zeroed in on the spot where she’d slept last night, safely at the heads of her parents. She wouldn’t move her robes again. They’d stay put in their usual spot. To move them would insult Thunder Bear, since seeking the safety of her parents was a woman’s way to deter a potential suitor. Yet, what if he came to her while Woman of the Sky and Walks with a Limp slept?

If she turned him away, he might mistake her fear for rejection. Somehow, she had to make him understand the commitment she’d be undertaking.

About the Author

An Ojibway from Northwestern Ontario, Maggie Blackbird resides in the country with her husband and their fur babies, two beautiful Alaskan Malamutes.  When she’s not writing, she can be found pulling weeds in the flower beds, mowing the huge lawn, walking the Mals deep in the bush, teeing up a ball at the golf course, fishing in the boat for walleye, or sitting on the deck at her sister’s house, making more wonderful memories with the people she loves most.

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