Archive | April 7, 2018

Willow’s Cry is LIVE available signed in Clear Lake Iowa!

I’m so excited! Willow’s Cry is live!

I have signed copies at the North Iowa Book Bash! In Iowa? Come on over and grab a copy. Special pricing for paperback release day copies! Doors open at 1:00 pm for general admission. It’s only $2.00 for admission so why not?

https://www.eventbrite.com/e/north-iowa-book-bash-tickets-38955466850?aff=eac2

Alex is just a regular guy… who can hear the wind speak and the earth talk, not a bad thing for a Park Ranger if a bit unusual. His life is everything he desires. Until Mother Nature expresses her displeasure at his family’s threat to sell the land they had been charged to protect. Alex is left to try to stop the sale, finding a damsel in distress along the way who wraps herself around his heart.

Happy living in her tree, observing the world without joining in, Willow has yearned for Alex for years. Too shy to emerge, the little nymph is suddenly catapulted into Alex’s arms, her tree destroyed during a massive storm.

Mother Nature has a plan and she’ll do everything she can to force Alex’s family to continue their roles as guardians, even if it means sacrificing one she protects.

 

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Willows-Cry-Beverly-Ovalle-ebook/dp/B07BJCJ5FP/

Universal Amazon: http://mybook.to/readWillowsCry

Meeting the future MIL is always nerve wracking… Excerpt:

Willow nodded and started searching. Leaning over, she pulled up a rock and brought it back. She looked at the pile of wood and dropped the rock. She hunted enough to encircle the pile of wood Sarah stacked for the fire. When she finished, she sat on the end of Alex’s sleeping bag, hugging her knees to her chest, glancing at Sarah from the corner of her eyes.

Alex glanced at the two of them, circling around each other like wary animals. His mind split between Levi, his mother and Willow.

“What?” Sarah gave an exasperated sigh. “You obviously want to ask me something, so go ahead and do so.” She grabbed a piece of wood and sat down, sitting as gracefully as a queen on a throne.

“Do you hate me?”

Sarah rolled her eyes. “No. I don’t even know you. I’m not thrilled about Alex falling for a wood nymph, but I suppose there is nothing I can do about it. He’s a grown man and entitled to his own mistakes.”

Willow eyes welled with tears. “You think I’m a mistake?” Her voice was a whisper as it came out.