Ahhh, romance!

Romance Blog Hop

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Any type of romance between my characters is guaranteed to scorch your page and tingle your . . . uh . . . senses!

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Hi! My name is Sheri Fredricks and I write Modern Mythic Romance. 

What’s that, you ask? It’s mythological romance—centaurs, wood nymphs, trolls, etc. —and they live in modern times.

My book Remedy Maker has been flying off the shelves. I’ve been told it’s a bit of Narnia crossed with the Black Dagger Brotherhood boys.

The males are hot, the females are sexy. And guess what, gang? You can ride the centaurs! Take that however you’d like <grin!>

First and foremost, my stories are about love. How true love deserves fighting for. Never given up on, and always a Happily Ever After.

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If you're looking for a book that will take you away to a mythic world that might exist…

If you love hot guys with insatiable appetites who have a dash of vulnerability…

If you're looking for a sensual read with the power to make you gasp…

This would be the book for you.

You can find me at these online locations:

Website:    www.sherifredricks.com

Blogsite:    www.sherifredricks.blogspot.com

Facebook:  http://www.facebook.com/SheriFredricks

Twitter:      http://twitter.com/Sheri_Fredricks

Google+:    http://gplus.to/Sheri Fredricks

Remedy Maker: Buy Link

Man by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his own healing.

He's the royal physician, famous for his cures. War and posttraumatic stress disorder has broken his spirit, preventing him from finding true happiness. Then a direct order from the queen to investigate an uprising forces him out of his secluded cabin at the edge of the forest.

Patience is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a mediator to ensure harmony within the Nymph sector.

Environmental pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the taproot tree of her heart is slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will not live long, she sets out to discover the mysterious disappearance of her sister. Experience has taught her to deny herself the love of a male, but the gruff Centaur is different. He doesn't push his expectations on her, only his healing nature.

When Rhycious loses his grip on reality, he believes his inability to control his disorder will drive Patience away. Nevertheless, desire flares, and Patience draws him close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their mythic joint venture into a deadly bout.

Will their love endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?

EXCERPT:

“You ever see her before?”

“No, I haven’t.” Rhycious ran his hands down both bare legs and a slender exposed arm. He checked for broken bones, noting her supple skin and a clean woodsy scent.

Her blouse had an unusual design, made of homespun fibers. It had a diagonal cut neckline with tiny puff sleeves, pink and soft. Created from the same material, a short skirt flared, and was embroidered with spring-green leaves.

A tickle teased his neck again, but not from annoyance this time. He repeated the examination of her other arm. Tension curled tighter in his gut, suspicion spread like spilled wine.

Tilting her head with care, he pushed her dark brown hair from her smooth décolletage, sucked in a short breath, and froze.

“What is it? Snake bite?” Samuel raised the brass lantern higher and leaned over for a better view.

Rhy tapped his thumb against her neck. Designs a few shades darker than her natural color marred the creamy complexion. The millennia old skin formation carved its way into his painful memories. It started behind her ear, an inch wide at the hairline, and extended to the other side.

The words choked out of him. There was no use trying to hide his revulsion. “Wood Nymph.”