Maggie Blackbird

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For this week’s edition of Book Hooks, I give you a teaser from She Talks to Eagles, a time-travel, paranormal romance. Be sure to check out other participating author posts here.

He’s shocked that the beautiful girl in the picture is alive…

Maybe the stories of the notorious Route 66 are true. Road trips don’t result in encountering ghosts, but they do for Collin Bird.  When he spies a beautiful girl hitchhiking during a thunderstorm, he can’t believe his eyes.  It’s Rosemary, a young woman from his Ojibway community who went missing over forty years ago.

Rosemary Kakeway is dead.  Her only hope to reach the spirit world is Collin.  Before departing to the place of her ancestors, she seeks vengeance against her killers, and Collin is the man to help her do just that.

A ride with Rosemary through pea-soup fog brings Collin to 1977, where he meets a very much alive nineteen-year-old Rosemary.  The bold and wild girl is nothing like he imagined her to be as she introduces him to a time he embraces.  Knowing they are meant to be together, neither wishes to say goodbye, but that’s up to Rosemary’s spirit in the twenty-first century to decide.

Genre(s): Paranormal Romance, Time Travel Romance, First Nations Romance, Contemporary Romance
Heat Rating: Level 2
Publication Date: September 6, 2024
Publisher: eXtasy Books

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Collin ran his fingers along Rosemary’s hair. She was still here—her spirit, since she remained facedown. “We’re…we’re Ojibway. She can’t get to the spirit world unless we turn her over.”

“I know. I know.” Mr. Begay nodded. “Just get the sheriff.”

But to leave her lying here?

Marjoram burst into a loud scream.

Two eagles swooped down and then crested back up to the sky.

In his timeline, Rosemary had demanded vengeance. It looked like she’d gotten her wish. The two men who’d hurt her had died—one at her hands and the other at Tiny’s.

“C’mon.” Mrs. Begay urged Collin to stand.

He did, but it tore his heart in two to leave Rosemary behind. Now she’d become evidence, measured, pictures taken, part of the awful stuff that went with investigating a crime. He couldn’t bear them carving her body open for the autopsy.

He staggered to his car and got behind the wheel. Every task he performed required all of his strength, since his arms had become heavy boulders. Even attempting to turn the key in the ignition, engage the clutch, and shift the stick into first sapped him of what strength he had left.

He started away from where Rosemary had been killed. In his rearview mirror, the eagles followed. Tears seeped from his eyes, and he swiped them away with the back of his hand.

Fog rolled in as he cruised across the desert. The same fog that had taken him to nineteen seventy-seven.

God, no. He was being summoned. Knew it. Felt it.

Rosemary’s spirit was bringing him back to the twenty-first century.

She’d gotten what she’d wanted.

All along she’d sought to kill them, and he’d helped her.

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