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Bendoni, Michelle Hasker Reviews For CELTIC LOVE KNOTS Volume 1 by Tina Bendoni & Michelle Hasker Tammy from Fallen Angels Reviews gave Celtic Love Knots Volume 1 5 Angels and a Recommended Read. This is what she said: Morgan’s Magick by Michelle Hasker is a tantalizing story that will have you begging for more. The characters are well detailed and enjoyable; the plot is appealing and extremely sensual. I loved the passion and electricity that flowed between Morgan and Jack and thought the author did a fantastic job of grabbing the reader’s attention from the first page and holding it until the last. Through The Veil by Tina Bendoni is a tempting tale that will leave you wishing for a dream man of your own. I thought the premise of this plot was very exciting and the characters well developed for such a short story. The sex in this story was hot enough to burn and left me eager to read the second volume of the Celtic Love Knots series! Lori Ann from Romance Reviews Today gave Celtic Love Knots Volume 1 a rating of: Multiple O's and said: About Morgan's Magick by Michelle Hasker: About Through The Veil by Tina Bendoni: And about the entire volume: Through the Veil shows us that anything is possible as long as you believe. Tina Bendoni is sensually brilliant! She takes you through a perfect fantasy and lets you explore a new fantasy realm. I enjoyed the fantasy... now come and enjoy it for yourself. Morgan's Magick is spell binding and truly captivating.
Michelle Hasker has an incredible talent to bring you into the world
of magic. I truly enjoyed this story and I am sure you will as well. The chemistry between Morgan and Jack in love and war makes this a sizzling read from start to finish. 4 Wands from Melissa, Enchanted Ramblings Sample Chapter For CELTIC LOVE KNOTS Volume 1 by Tina Bendoni & Michelle Hasker Through the Veil Alyson looked up at the sound of footsteps approaching her. It was him. Lucas. Six foot six inches tall in his bare feet, and long brown hair that had the most gorgeous blond highlights. Every time she saw him, she wanted to run her fingers through it. It was soft as down and felt wonderful against her body. She knew she could never get enough of him. Tonight, he was wearing jeans that hugged his body like a second skin. They left nothing to her imagination, but she knew exactly what was under that denim, and the material barely did it justice. Her body tingled at the thought of stripping those jeans off him before the night was through. As always, he approached her with the sleekness and stealth of a jungle cat. As though she were a scared mouse that might run away. “Good evening, Alyson.” That deep voice sent shivers running up and down her spine, centering on her suddenly wet pussy. “Hello, Lucas.” Alyson heard her own voice, breathy and sultry, so unlike her normal tone. He did that to her every time. He reached for her, nesting his hand in her long red hair, running it through his fingers. “You look exquisite tonight.” Alyson looked down at herself. She was wearing a low-cut v-neck shirt that clung to her chest, showing her hardened nipples through the light material. A broomstick skirt swung nearly to her ankles, blowing in the light breeze. “Thank you.” She felt herself blush. “Anywhere you would like to go? Or maybe just stay here?” His husky voice left Alyson no doubt as to what he wanted to do if they stayed in tonight. The sparks running down her body from where his hand held hers reminded her she was perfectly willing. “Staying in sounds like fun,” she whispered with a smile. Locking his stare on her, Lucas drew her to him so his mouth could capture hers. Alyson knew a kiss was just a kiss, but Lucas took a simple meeting of lips and made it into a symphony of sensations intense enough to make her toes curl. His tongue entered her mouth, caressing hers, eliciting a moan as his hands wrapped around her waist pulling her closer yet to his hard body. Her hands wound around his neck, holding him tight against her as he continued to ravish her with only his tongue and lips. Her breathing sped up when her body responded, eager to get going, knowing what was to follow. Lucas pulled back and gazed into her eyes. “I have searched the world looking for a woman to make me feel like you do. If only we could be together forever.” “I tell myself that every time we part, and then remind myself at least we have the nights.” He growled in response as he buried his lips in her neck, nibbling at her throat with passion.
“This love potion must be given to your brother as soon as possible if you want it to be the most effective. And remember, this will only help him be receptive to true love; it won’t make him fall in love with anyone.” Morgan Engles capped the vial and handed it to her best customer. “Okay, great, Morgan. I really appreciate this.” Sheila Thompson smiled and cradled the container in her palms. “Just remember, the next time you ask me for a favor, ‘And it harm none.’ Okay? Making your brother love someone specific would be very wrong.” “Thanks again, Morgan. I wish you would reconsider training me in the ways of Wicca.” “Sorry, Sheila. I just don’t have time right now. Read those books you bought last month and then come back and talk to me after you’ve learned the Rede.” “Thanks!” Sheila called out as she headed for the door. Morgan shook her head but smiled. Sheila might not be her favorite customer, and she always left Morgan sighing in relief, but she was probably her best advertisement. Sheila referred everyone to Morgan’s Magickal Shoppe. She worried that one day Sheila would wear her down enough to actually give her lessons in magick. The door jingled and Morgan looked up with a wary smile. Was Sheila back already? Her eyes met six solid feet of muscle encased in black. A T-shirt and skintight jeans showed off his well-toned body. Morgan felt the telltale fluttering in her stomach. Jack Quinn always managed to get under her skin, and she was still trying to find a way to get him out. Fighting her feelings didn’t work. Perhaps giving in to them was the best solution. Besides, he acted as if he’d be more than willing to share his bed with her. “Oh, hello, Jack. What have you got for me today?” she asked, ignoring the breathless voice that must be hers as she met his gaze with hers. “Good evening, gorgeous. I’ve brought the usual, and a few new things I’ve made.” “New?” Morgan cleared space on her counter so Jack could show her. She knew her excitement showed on her face, but he made specialty items they both earned a nice profit on. He wasn’t too bad on the eyes either. Allowing Jack to sell his products in her store was one of the smartest things she’d done. As he spread several wands in front of her, Morgan wondered if today was the day she should act on the attraction she felt simmering between them. “I know how well my wands have been selling, so I crafted a few new ones. I also have some new paintings for you. With Samhain around the corner, I’m sure we’ll sell a lot of wands and candles, and customers will be tempted to buy other items as well.” “At this rate, I’ll have to start thinking about asking you to come into the business as a partner.” “And what kind of partner would I be? I’m sure the fringe benefits alone would be temptation enough,” he said with a wink. Morgan reached for the nearest wand. His comment sent such naughty thoughts through her mind that she felt her panties grow damp. Her hand brushed against his and a tremor rushed through her body setting her nerve endings on edge. The intoxicating scent of warm male and sandalwood caused a sensation of butterflies flitting around in her stomach as she fought to hide her desire. Her hand shook as she lifted the wand and studied it. Jack wrapped his hands around hers and moved them in a circle, as if casting a spell. Jack leaned down. His lips brushed her ear as he whispered, “Bibbity bobbity boo.” Morgan laughed and took a step back, trying to put some space between them in the hope she could get her lust under control. “So what do you think of my merchandise?” Morgan glanced at the bulge in his jeans and knew he would be plenty to handle. “Morgan?” “Hmm?” She glanced up at him and blushed when she realized he knew what she’d been looking at. “What do you think of my wand?” “Your...ah...wand...” she stuttered. “You’re still holding it, so I guess you like it.” She coughed and cleared her throat. “Ah, yes. Your wand. It’s more than satisfactory. I’m sure they all will sell even faster than the last ones. I do think you’re getting better. If that’s possible.” |