Hi everyone! I have a stop on the Love Potions blog tour. There is a review of the book, an excerpt and a giveaway for you all.
Michelle M. Pillow
Tagline: A little magickal mischief never hurt anyone...
Erik MacGregor, from a clan of ancient Scottish warlocks, isn’t looking for love. After centuries, it’s not even a consideration…until he moves in next door to Lydia Barratt. It’s clear that the shy beauty wants nothing to do with him, but he’s drawn to her nonetheless and determined to win her over.
Lydia Barratt just wants to be left alone to grow flowers and make lotions in her old Victorian home. The last thing she needs is a demanding Scottish man meddling in her private life. Just because he’s gorgeous and totally rocks a kilt doesn’t mean she’s going to fall for his seductive manner.
But Erik won’t give up and just as Lydia let’s her guard down, his sister decides to get involved. Her little love potion prank goes terribly wrong, making Lydia the target of his sudden embarrassingly obsessive behavior. They’ll have to find a way to pull Erik out of the spell fast when it becomes clear that Lydia has more than a lovesick warlock to worry about. Evil lurks within the shadows and it plans to use Lydia, alive or dead, to take out Erik and his clan for good.
Erik is looking for a new place for his clan to live. He thinks he has found it and after meeting Lydia he really wants to stick around. He is a Scottish Warlock and gave up thinking he could find love. He is surprised by Lydia as is there is more to her than he thought.She can take his powers and runs a Love Potions business. Lydia is drawn to Erik before she even sees his face. She is hooked when she sees the man ho belongs to the sexy voice. She is intrigued by him and his prankster family. However she has more worries to deal with an evil is has it's eye on her and will stop at nothing to get to her.
Erik is a sexy man who like Lydia's is sure to be in your dreams. He is powerful, has a sense of humor, very protective and if he has a fault is he takes things for granted at times. Lydia is sweet, seems shy at first and while she has an open mind it does take her a bit to take to the really magical stuff. She has a wild sexy side that Erik seems to bring out. I love all of Erik's family. They at times seem like a bunch of overgrown kids.
I really enjoyed this book as for one sexy men in kilts! That was enough to catch my attention. Add in a great plot and a whole cast of great characters and it made a great book. Lydia tries her best to resist Erik. She may seem shy but she isn't afraid to make him walk the line. There is several good laughs in this books and it just makes you want more of this family. The warlock and other magical things are simply amazing together. I love the danger and the author did surprise me at times. There was plenty of sexual heat in this book that made me want more and I couldn't wait to see when Lydia and Erik got together. I hope the author gives each of the clan a story because I would for sure read about all of them. If you like a great story with paranormal in it as well be sure to get this one.
4 out of 5 Stars
“Ly-di-ah! I sit beneath your window, laaaass, singing ’cause I loooove your a—”
“For the love of St. Francis of Assisi, someone call a vet. There is an injured animal screaming in pain outside,” Charlotte interrupted the flow of music in ill-humor.
Lydia lifted her forehead from the kitchen table. Her windows and doors were all locked, and yet Erik’s endlessly verbose singing penetrated the barrier of glass and wood with ease.
Charlotte held her head and blinked heavily. Her red-rimmed eyes were filled with the all too poignant look of a hangover. She took a seat at the table and laid her head down. Her moan sounded something like, “I’m never moving again.”
“You need fluids,” Lydia prescribed, getting up to pour unsweetened herbal tea from the pitcher in the fridge. She’d mixed it especially for her friend. It was Gramma Annabelle’s hangover recipe of willow bark, peppermint, carrot, and ginger. The old lady always had a fresh supply of it in the house while she was alive. Apparently, being a natural witch also meant in partaking in natural liquors. Annabelle had kept a steady supply of moonshine stashed in the basement. If the concert didn’t stop soon she might try to find an old bottle.
“Omigod. Kill me,” Charlotte moaned. “No. Kill him. Then kill me.”
Erik had been singing for over an hour. At first, he’d tried to come inside. She’d not invited him and the barrier spell sent him sprawling back into the yard. He didn’t seem to mind as he found a seat on some landscaping timbers and began his serenade. The last time she’d asked him to be quiet, he’d gotten louder and overly enthusiastic. In fact, she’d been too scared to pull back the curtains for a clearer look, but she was pretty sure he’d been dancing on her lawn, shaking his kilt.
“Omigod,” Charlotte muttered, pushing up and angrily going to a window. Then grimacing, she said, “Is he wearing a tux jacket with his kilt?”
“Don’t let him see you,” Lydia cried out in a panic. It was too late. The song began with renewed force.
“He’s…” Charlotte frowned. “I think it’s dancing.”
Since the damage was done, Lydia joined Charlotte at the window. Erik grinned. He lifted his arms to the side and kicked his legs, bouncing around the yard like a kid on too much sugar. “Maybe it’s a traditional Scottish dance?”
Both women tilted their heads in unison as his kilt kicked up to show his perfectly formed ass.
“He’s not wearing…” Charlotte began.
“I know. He doesn’t,” Lydia answered. Damn, the man had a fine body. Too bad Malina’s trick had turned him insane.
Michelle M. Pillow, Author of All Things Romance, is a multi-published, award winning author writing in many romance fiction genres. Ever since she can remember, she has had a strange fascination with anything supernatural—ghosts, magical powers, and oh! vampires. After discovering historical romance novels, it was only natural that the supernatural and love/romance elements should someday meet in her wonderland of a brain. She’s glad they did for their children have been pouring onto the computer screen ever since.
Michelle loves to travel and try new things, whether it's a paranormal investigation of an old Vaudeville Theatre or climbing Mayan temples in Belize. She's addicted to movies and used to drive her mother crazy while quoting random scenes with her brother. Though it has yet to happen, her dream is to be in a horror movie as 1. A zombie or 2. The expendable screaming chick who gets it in the beginning credits. But for the most part she can be found writing in her office with a cup of coffee in pajama pants.
She loves to hear from readers. They can contact her through her website: www.MichellePillow.com
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