When a misfired spell sends her into the arms of an enemy
warrior, Seraphina learns there’s never a wrong time for magical love.
A spell gone wrong…
Misfired magic sends Seraphina Clery to the distant past and straight into
the arms of the warrior Aedar, where his clan mistakes her for the enemy. She
only wishes to remain alive and find a way back home to the present day, until
Aedar tangles with her emotions. Then she longs for him to know the truth about
her. Will their growing passion make her want to stay in his time?
Aedar is bespelled with her beauty and can’t reconcile the real life woman
with the priestess determined to destroy his people. When he learns they are
not one and the same, the hurdle is even greater, for now time is running out,
and he has dangerous secrets of his own. How will the couple react when forces
threaten to unravel their time together? Will they be able to harness the power
of magical love?
Not long past midnight on the deserted Irish beach, a ghost drifted through
Seraphina. Mesmerized, she turned to gaze after him—an ancient warrior, judging
from his archaic clothes and the weapons hanging from his belt. When he paid
her no mind, she shivered, and a nervous snicker escaped her lips. Although
puny, the sound punctured the night, and she turned toward the sea, rubbing the
goose bumps on her arms. There was no going back now.
“Benton Rogers has done it again! The strength of her
characters draws you into the mythical world of Seraphina and Aedar, and will
keep you turning the pages.” - Loretta C. Rogers, Author
He tangled his fingers into her hair. “Seraphina. My woman of fire. You are a flame to me, drawing me closer and closer to the edge of eternity. I have waited a lifetime for you, love.”
Flossie Benton Rogers is the author of the paranormal fantasy
romance Wytchfae series. She is a former teacher and library director who
enjoys spending time with family and seeing new places. She is always on the
lookout for romantic, adventurous story ideas to share with readers. She is
Sagittarius with a Taurus moon and Libra ascendant, or a 5th generation Floridian
and freedom loving mystic. She began writing fairy tales as a child and is
grateful for the opportunity to again pursue her passion by writing about
faeries, demons, angels, goddesses, witches, dark guardians, ghosts & other
Conjuring the Magic with Paranormal Fantasy
1. GENRE: Special Love, Interracial, contemporary, erotic
romance, big women/rubenesque
2. CITY & STATE WHERE YOU LIVE: Trinidad & Tobago,
3. FAVORITE COLOR: Green
4. DREAM VACATION: A Mediterranean Cruise
5. ONE THING PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU: At the CARIFTA
Games held in Barbados in 1989, in the field of table tennis, I won a gold in
the team event, a silver in the individual/single's event and the man of my
dreams, who is now my husband of more than 15 years.
After four years of
constant instant messaging and video chats, Jess Thomas is ready to meet Ash
James in person.
Too bad he isn’t on
board with the idea.
But when she’s offered
the job opportunity of a lifetime, and it just happens to be located in his
town, she’s ready to tempt fate. Fate is fickle though. If you don’t move at
her speed she’ll give you a good push.
A woman in distress
doesn’t sit well with Ash, and the one being accosted is the last person he
expects to see. At least not on this side of a computer screen.
Jess’s first in-person meeting with Ash doesn’t go exactly as she
hoped.Will he let her explain herself
when their paths cross again and forgive her?
Does their future stand
you need to move your hand.”
pawed at her as soon as they got around the corner of the building, into the
shadows. “Stop it, Dan. Go home. This isn’t happening, not tonight, not ever.
Am I being clear enough for you?”
heard people leaving the bar next-door and hoped the interruption would make
Dan give up. Apparently, he wasn’t bothered by the possibility of being caught
assaulting someone. He continued to push her, trying to get under her jacket.
don’t mean that, doll. We clicked, didn’t we? We just need some privacy to get
to know each other better.”
pushed at him, trying to shove him away. “Knock it off, you asshole. I said no,
and that’s what I meant.”
buddy, the lady said no. Back off!”
deep voice booming from behind Dan was all too familiar. Oh shit! Just the person I didn’t want to run into. Jess had to
think fast, she had to find a way to get out of the situation unseen.
your own business!”
lady said no, you need to move on, or I’ll make you move on.”
you need to leave us alone. We don’t need you butting in where you aren’t
think we need to let the lady decide what she wants. Ma’am, now’s the time to
leave if you’re going to.”
walked toward them, and Dan dropped his hold. Jess took advantage of Ash’s
interference and backed a few steps deeper into the shadows—hoping Ash couldn’t
her voice a little gruff, she hoped he wouldn’t realize who she was. “Thanks,
mister.” She took off for her car as fast as she could without running. She had
to get away in case Ash walked to the back of the lot to make sure she got to
her car, which is something she knew he would do.
voice carried across the parking lot. “You better get out of here, before
someone calls the cops. Don’t try to follow her either. I’ll be waiting for you
going, asshole. The bitch isn’t worth my time anyway.” Dan stormed off to his
car, gunned the motor as he started the engine then quickly tore out of the
tried to get her hands to still so she could get the key in the ignition of her
vehicle. They weren’t cooperating. “Shit, come on, get yourself together. If he
sees you, tonight is only going to get worse.” Talking to herself seemed to
work. She slid the key into the slot, turned it smoothly, and the motor started
immediately. With a quick look in her mirrors, she put the car in reverse.
sudden stop confused her at first. Looking into her rearview mirror again, she
saw the rear end of a truck illuminated in the red glare of her taillights.
“Where did he come from?” There hadn’t been anyone behind her when she put her
car in gear.
She dropped her head to the steering wheel. “This is just wonderful. What else
can go wrong?”
Gaynor has worked in the literary industry for fourteen years.
her time in Central Ohio, loving her kids, along with her dog Shadow, lizard
Izzy, and helping other authors.
house is quiet and work is over she spends her time writing.
started reading her mother’s Harlequin and Silhouette romances in junior high,
and then moved on to horror and suspense stories from Edgar Allan Poe, Steven
King, Clive Barker, Ann Rice, and James Patterson.
crocheting, and knitting are a few hobbies she enjoys.