Guest Post
Kalissa Bradenton: Coffee Shop Owner and
Warrior
Your life
could change in moment.
Hi,
everyone. I’m Kalissa, heroine from Forgotten Visions. Lia asked me to stop by
to introduce myself and talk about how my life had changed.
I grew up
in a small town with my parents and twin sister. I’ve worked by my father’s
side in his coffee shop, Coffee Café, since I was tall enough to see over the
counter. Pretty normal, right? *she
smiles mischievously* My family is anything but normal. We’re witches with
special abilities. My mother was a witch with supernatural powers, otherwise
known as a Divinity by other magickin.
The divine gene that gave her, her god-like powers were passed down to Khloe
and me. Although, we just recently found out that being a Divinity meant
stepping up to protect the magical and human communities from demons and enter
an ancient war between the species.
After the
murder of my parents, I didn’t give it a second thought. If I could prevent
someone else from the loss of a loved one, I am so on board. The need for
vengeance is one trait my twin and I share. And I will fine who killed them and
make them pay.
Title: Forgotten Visions (The Divinities Series,
Book 1)
Author: Lia
Davis
Publisher: Soul
Mate Publishing
Length: 65,000
words
Genre: Romance
Sub-Genre: Paranormal
Romance
Sub-Categories:
Action
Heat Level:
Steamy (Hot sex scenes/language, but not explicit)
BLURB:
Kalissa Bradenton isn’t your average coffee shop owner. Born
to an elite witch bloodline with a rare genetic mutation, she’s a Divinity on a
mission. The death of her parents sends her away from her Maxville, Florida,
home and into an ancient war between witches and demons. When childhood friend
Ayden Daniels comes to her aid after an almost fatal accident, visions of a
past she doesn’t remember sparks an old flame and new desires. With the past
slowly becoming clearer, she eagerly sets her sights on mending Ayden’s heart
and gaining his trust–until a ghost from her past returns to claim her as his
demonic mate.
Ayden, the new Sheriff of Maxville and grandson of the
oldest living Divinity, is investigating a series of Divinity killings. When he
comes face-to-face with the one woman he hopes to have little to no contact
with, old pain rises, quickly followed by anger and resentment. Through his
rare power of adaptability, he learns actions from the past may not be what
they seem. Hope fills his broken heart and determination pushes him to do
whatever it takes to win Kalissa’s heart once more before he loses her forever.
Together they must find the strength to mend their tormented
souls, while fighting an evil out to destroy the world.
Extract from Forgotten Visions
His dark brows dipped downward as he shifted to look at Fire Rescue working to get the flattened top of the Benz open. Turning his head back in her direction, his eyes narrowed. “You’ve been arguing with them?”
She flicked her attention to him. Yeah, she’d argued. JSO had the most irritating and pig-headed officers. The Chief Detective hadn’t wanted any insight from her. Prejudiced bastard.
Zach was like a brother to them and Kalissa trusted him fully. Sometimes it was hard to remember that he had a serious, responsible side. Around family, he was playful and sarcastic. Tonight, there were no sheepish smiles or factitious remarks.
“They won’t talk to me! I tried to tell them this wasn’t an accident, but they dismissed me.” She hugged her waist, staring back at the crushed car. The emptiness growing by the moment. It had been pulled away from the tree and loaded onto a wrecker. “They shouldn’t have died,” she whispered. Divinities were believed to be the children of the gods, far more powerful than any mortal witch. They aged slower and healed faster. Words like immortality and demi-gods drifted in the whispers among many of the magickin.
Immortals. Kalissa snorted. If that were the case, her parents would had walked out of that car. Sorrow squeezed, tightening its grip on her heart. The man in her vision was responsible. No, not a man. A dark magical essence hung so thick in the air it choked her.
