Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Morgan: A Witch's Tale by Angee Taylor

Cover by N K Author Services

He burst into her shop with a demon on
his heels. He was asking for her help. She couldn't tell him no even if she
wanted to. Protecting the city was her job. Now that she knows about the demon
amassing a small army here, she has to take him down.
Will what she discovers about herself
be her salvation or will it mean her death? Will meeting her soul mate during
all this chaos make her vulnerable?

Morgan has only days to figure out how
to beat this demon and save herself, the city and her family. Will she save
them all?


If just looking at him took
my breath away, I know his kisses could do much
 more. When his hand touches my
cheek, my heart begins to race. I can’t
 do this. I can’t focus on doing my job if I’m distracted by this man.
Slowly raising my hands, placing them on his
chest I push him back.

not block me in like that. You’re lucky I didn’t toss you across the room. I don’t like feeling as if I have no way
out. That’s rule number two. Rule
number three, don’t think we can ever be more than what we are now.” Smiling to myself as I walk towards
the counter, I have an urge to put it between us. Needing the space to clear my head, Luke has me all hot
and bothered. My brain isn’t working right now.
All I can think of is riding him
all night long, and that just isn’t an option if I want us to survive this.

should know I’ll fill you in on the rules as we go. There are so many I tend to only remember them as they’re
appropriate.” My back still to
him, I sigh. “Luke you have to leave, I have things I have to do

we attack. I have to finish a lot more charms for you, decide whom I’m going to bring in to help and figure out what
is going on. I can’t do that with
you here.”

I hate
hearing myself say those words but they had to be said, he has to leave. I turn around to find my shop empty. Well at
least that was sorted out. Now to
figure out the answers to all of my questions.

Why I lost control of my powers?

Why had those powers refused to
return to me for a time?

How in the hell was I able to talk
about the past with Shax?

How did I even know the things I said?

Why had my hair and eyes changed

What did it all mean?

Meet Angee

I was born in Houston, Texas in 1977, to an interesting family. My mother and father separated when I was young. I lived with my mother who later remarried a wonderful man, who had a huge impact on me as I grew up. I have always had a love of reading, mostly paranormal. 

As a child, I would sneak up at late night when My mom thought she was sleeping, to read. We moved around a lot, eventually settling in Deep East Texas. I married at a young age and eventually divorced. I have raised my now 16 year old son alone. I work full time as a pre-hospital nurse and sometimes sees things that would make the rest of you have nightmares. On other days, I'm blessed to see miracles.

These things are what drive me to write.

I describes my job as- “I fight to save people’s lives. Sometimes I lose, sometimes I win. It's the emotional roller coaster of that job, which leads me to writing. I'm able to put those emotions into my characters and let them out of my heart and soul.”

In 2006, I was diagnosed with a rare disease, shortly after that I was told I would be on full disability in five years and most likely to be dead in ten. I've fought to live a normal life every day since and I'm beating those odds. I work at a demanding job, I'm a single mom, care for an elderly mother, and two hyperactive dogs.

On April 17, 2013 I faced another challenge in my life when my home was destroyed in the explosion in West, TX. I lost many friends and almost everything I own. Once again I have fought to get through it and I'm finally starting to feel normal again.

Angee's Other Titles

 Morgan: A Witc

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