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Title: A Witch’s Quandary

Author: Tena Stetler

Genre: Paranormal Romance/Mystery

Book Blurb:

Gale's engagement is off because she refuses to leave her thriving business in Ireland to follow Dillon to Scotland. Her family and friends are on the emerald isle. Yet, when Dillon returns with the whole story and asks for her help, she must follow her heart.

Becoming a Solicitor, then partner in the family law firm was never Dillon's dream. Now it's his nightmare. Called to Scotland, his father demands he take his rightful place in the firm or be disowned and disinherited. Something is terribly amiss in the firm and family.

During Gale and Dillon's investigation, they discover the enforcer for the Demon Overlord is also delving into rumors the firm is acting illegally. Magic has been stolen, someone is being blackmailed, and a member of the Witch's council is corrupt. If Gale and Dillon want a life together in Ireland, they have to unearth secrets threatening to destroy the firm and family in Scotland.

Check out the book trailer: https://youtu.be/ne-gsKsaAUg


Walking blindly into whatever was going on at Dillon’s firm was irresponsible and fool hearty. He can’t do this alone. No matter how hard she tried, the questions kept circling. Did his father really send someone here to stalk and seduce me? Why? It was suddenly crystal clear to her that his father didn’t believe their relationship was over. What lengths would he go to to ensure that outcome? Beads of sweat formed at her brow then trickled down her temple. Would he dispose of me to force Dillon to do his bidding? She swept a hand across her forehead to wipe away the moisture as her heartbeat increased and fear reared its ugly head. Taking several small breaths, she calmed herself. Masked hooted quietly in the tree outside her window. A whine and a yip sounded from the living room alerting her to the fact that Trouble was no longer asleep in her crate.

Slipping quietly out of bed, she shrugged into her robe and padded downstairs. “What’s a matter girl? Need to go outside?” she crooned to the puppy while unlocking the latch. Quickly, she clipped the leash on the pup’s harness and they sprinted to the door. Once outside Trouble immediately did her business then bowed down on her front paws, her rear end wiggling in the air and yipped.

“Shhhh…it’s the wee hours of the morning. Can’t we just go back to bed until the sun comes up?”

She must have dozed off, because the next time she opened her eyes, the sun streamed in the bedroom window highlighting the auburn streaks in Dillon’s tousled sable hair. His sculptured facial features reminded her of the handsome highlander rogues that no doubt existed in his family tree. She listened for the pup, when no sound filtered upstairs, she touched Dillon’s cheek and his stunning deep blue eyes rimmed with thick, dark lashes, the envy of any woman, blinked open. His luscious full lips curved up in a devilish smile easing her trepidation. A talent he’d possessed since she’d first laid eyes on him.