Thursday, October 8, 2015

New Release: Grandma Must Die by Maureen L. Bonatch

She's a witch hunting a spell. He's hunting witches and falling for her. 

Carman has worn out more towns and last names than impractical shoes protecting the secret of her magic blood. But when a friend goes missing, and another is infected with a deadly spell, Carman must choose. Expose her magic blood by curing the spell—or stop the infection from spreading by killing the source…the grandmother.

Magic bounty hunter Dylan has scoured libraries of banned magic paraphernalia seeking a method to distinguish genuine witches from impersonators. He suspects unorthodox librarian Carman might hold this information tighter than the hair he’s dying to unleash from her bun. With a past as hidden as his sleeve of tattoos, Dylan discovers he’s been used to gain Carman’s trust and their passion risks more than mixing mortals and magic.


…once she’d started Carman couldn’t stop,

the book beckoned. Pressing its spine against her palm, begging her to search within the pages to find the answers she’d unconsciously sought her entire life. As she lifted the book, her scalp tingled and her hair elevated like a halo.

“Whoa.” Dylan shielded himself with his hands. “Put it back, slowly, because this is reminding me too much of the incident with the chest. Having my apartment blown up from magic isn’t covered in my rent.”

The plastic evaporated in a puff of smoke in Carman’s hands and the book unsealed with a sigh. She smiled, the welcoming warmth emanating from within its pages against her palms. Why had Mother kept her from this? This is what she’d been waiting for.

As curiosity overtook his common sense, she detected Dylan’s cautious approach. He stood close enough to peer over her shoulder into her book, but far enough away to avoid touching her.

After the shockwave the last time their skin met, he probably worried he’d ruin another pair of pants. Carman closed her eyes, absorbing the power from the book. The delicious feeling evoked a sensation like melting chocolate, sweet and satisfying.

“I remember hearing about her, Esmeralda Wrath. I wonder if this was her book?” Dylan’s warm breath caressed her shoulder.

Carman opened her eyes and examined the page. To stare right at a photo of the most powerful witch of all time…her grandmother.

Maureen Bonatch realized later in life everyone didn’t have characters telling stories in their heads, or weren’t envisioning magic and mayhem within the everyday. This, and long walks in the beautiful state of Pennsylvania spawned a love of writing.

Therefore she’s chased other interests, though none-the-less-daring, but closer to the ground, such as belly-dancing, becoming a self-proclaimed tequila connoisseur, fulfilling her role as biker babe to her alpha hubby and surviving motherhood to twins (so far).

Penning stories boasting laughter, light suspense and something magical in the hope of sharing her love of finding the extraordinary in the ordinary world.  


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  1. Thank you for having me Sharon! :)

  2. I am so looking forward to reading this book. Love the title and cover. The excerpt is great. Best wishes, Maureen!

  3. Fantastic excerpt! I am in love with this cover too. What an excellent story to read this time of year. Looking forward to it!

  4. Sounds like a really cool/cute book
    Good luck and God's Blessings

  5. Thanks for stopping by ladies. I love Fall and Halloween- one of my favorite times of the year! :)

  6. Tequila, belly dancing, bikes, and babies. A little off-beat. Yes, you're one of us. Good luck with Grandma Must Die. It sounds like a winner.

  7. lol Sandra! We writers fall a bit on the eccentric side, huh? Although most of us 'conceal' it well. My day job is very serious. Then there is the rest of me...hence my license plate 'Mz Hyde' (plus it's a song I like, lol!) Thanks for visiting!

  8. This book sounds awesome. Can't wait to read.

  9. Great cover, title and excerpt! Best wishes with your release, Maureen!

  10. What a bewitching conflict! Happy Halloween!