Happy St. Patrick’s Day! May the Luck O’ de Irish be with ya today, and I hope you catch your very own leprechaun!

Abigail O’Malley wants to find true love…which is about as easy as catching a leprechaun.

Leprechauns, St. Patrick's Day, Savannnah, Ga, Author Paula Millhouse




Michael McKnight heard Abby’s plea, felt the waves of magic radiating out to him from the fairy charms she’d acquired, and the instant she asked and put that door at the base of the grand live oak he bent time and space to get to her. Banished for the last ten years for the misuse of his magic—and for hoarding gold—he had spent a life apart from her, one that had literally been a living hell.

But I’ve paid my debt, and nothing will keep me from her now.

She rounded the tree, screamed, and dropped in her tracks.

Panic seized him. He tossed away his tiny green hat and dove for her, catching her head in his small arms before she hit the dirt. She’d crashed. Totally passed out. Dusted the fallen leaves with her golden-red locks. Good God, she’s not breathing!

“Abby? Abby! Wake up, Abby!” His frantic voice filled the woods. He’d scared the precious thing to death. “What have I done? Damn it, Abby, don’t do this to me! Come on, sweetheart, wake up!” No. He couldn’t lose her now that she’d called for him. “Please! Abby, come back to me!”

Getting caught by a human was end-game for any leprechaun, but Michael wanted her to catch him. He’d loved her since they were children, and sometimes he thought he’d dreamed her into life. She’d never recognize him now—penance for his sins included the curse of living in this ridiculously tiny body with the green felt hat and shoes. But he didn’t care. Whatever she needed, he’d be sure to see she got. If he could. There were limits to magic, of course.

He shook her, his chest crushing in on itself as he willed her awake. Then a breath escaped her lips and she gasped, and Michael froze.

“Praise God Almighty, she’s alive.”

His eyes roved every inch of her, seeking injuries. His trembling hands felt her scalp and neck. No bumps. No blood. The tension in his chest eased. She’d merely fainted at the sight of him. That could be good or bad. He chose to go with good.

“Ah, lass, you’re overcome with the sight of me.” He stared at her and smiled, hugged her close in his arms and drew in a deep breath. He cradled her head, her angelic face graced by those waving locks of long ginger hair. And freckles. Everywhere. Michael chuckled. My lassie, Irish through and through.

He reached out and reverently touched her face. When they’d played together as children he’d wanted to kiss her. Now he pulled her close and drew in a breath. Peaches and cream. She smelled like heaven. Her ample chest rose and fell underneath a navy blouse that set off the color of her porcelain skin and hundreds—no, thousands—of freckles. Long legs stretched out from underneath her sleeping frame. She’d grown up during the years he was kept away.

He peeked down the length of those denim-covered legs, and his face blew wide with a smile when he saw her bare feet. A work of art, her toes were painted red and perfectly pedicured. The shoes she wore lay askew from her fall, and he scrambled over to assess them. Professional curiosity. One of the heels had snapped clean off.

His face fell. Three-inch heels? No wonder she’d fallen. Who wore such beautiful things outside to plant fairy charms? But his Abigail had always fancied her shoes, and he’d yearned to make her a pair for well over a decade.

He inspected her feet. The arch was perfect, her toes a wonder, and her bare feet drew him in. A desire to give her a foot rub almost overcame him, but he forced his eyes back up her body to her face. To her lips. One simple kiss and he would die a happy man. He’d lived for this, watching her, using his magic and gold to pay the fairies to dance for her when they were both so young….

He took his chance while she lay there unaware. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to hers and stole his kiss. She stirred. Unable to control himself, Michael kissed her again. Then he eased back as her red-blonde lashes fluttered open to reveal sapphire eyes. His heart raced as for a second he glimpsed his future, and that future was good.

Then Abby’s eyes flew wide, she screamed and seized him in her hands. “For the love of God, you’re a leprechaun!”

Folklore about these little men swam in Abby’s clouded head as she reared up, the creature’s lapels in her grasp. Leprechauns were a sort of fairy without wings. But also… “Gold! Good God! Leprechauns are magic fairies who own gold!”

                He narrowed his eyes. “That’s the best you can do?”


THREE WISHES, Paula Millhouse, fairies, fairy, leprechaun, St. Patrick's Day, www.paulamillhouse.com


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Have you ever been to Savannah for St. Patrick’s Day? I have, and it’s amazing. That’s what inspired Three Wishes. I hope you enjoy the story!

My Ultimate Halloween Party Guest List and Three Wishes

OK. OK. It’s still March, right? Yes, St. Patrick’s Day is two weeks away, but Halloween is right around the corner when you’re planning big parties! I love fantasy characters, so I put together a list.

I’m looking ahead to October and wanted to share/reblog this awesome post. Way back in May of 2013 I appeared on Butterfly-o-meter. com with a guest post featuring Three Wishes.


The Fictional Characters I’m inviting to my Ultimate Halloween Party
We all have our favorites. Here’s a sneak-peek of who’s on my Halloween Party invitation list this year, and why:

1. Edward Cullen, cuz you know, he just makes vampires look sexy.
2. Andre Maras, the lead vampire from Amber Belldene’s Blood Vine series. I figure Andre and Zoey Porter would be fun at a party, especially if they were pouring the wine.
3. Beast, from Disney’s Beauty and The Beast, because he’s just so much fun to look at. Besides, we’ll need a bouncer, right?
4. Tony Stark, from Iron Man. Who doesn’t want to attend a party where Tony’s flash and dazzle will light up the venue?
5. OK, ALL the Avengers! Bound to make for interesting party conversation.
6. Dr. Who, because I love his English accent and he can stage the Tardis outside for time-travel fun rides.
7. Chewbacca. He can bounce with the Beast just in case the vampires and the Avengers take issue with the party favors.
8. Hiccup and Toothless from How To Train Your Dragon. I’ll have them staged next to Dr. Who and the Tardis for party-goers who want to stay in this realm and take a dragon ride. Maybe Magnus, Mia, and Kort from Dragonstone will come and offer dragon rides too?
9. Jarrid, and his sexy brothers from Tricia Skinner’s novel Angel Bait – you never know when you’re gonna need half-angel assassins to back up the bouncers. This is an eclectic group, and thing might get out of hand!
10. And last but definitely not least, Michael McKnight and Abigail O’Malley from my short story Three Wishes, the guests of honor. Word on the street is they’ve got a fairy dance troupe following them around that’s bound to please the Halloween crowds. Dancing is a must at my outrageous party.
How about you? Any favorite fantasy characters on your list for your Ultimate Halloween party?


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Valentine’s Day, Kisses, and Wishes

Valentine’s Day

I heard a popular poll report on the radio this week about what women really want for Valentine’s Day. Surprisingly, grand gestures like a dozen rozes, diamonds, and fur coats did not top the list (although, we love those things too). The announcer reported the biggest request included small romantic gestures, like an impromptu I Love You, an unexpected goodbye kiss on the way out to work, and little surprises, like simple love notes hidden where we least expect to find them.

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Ah, those deep sensual kisses of romantic love that linger in our memories are some of my favorite, of course, but when I heard the poll results I thought about my DH, and how he not only kisses me goodbye every morning, he also kisses me hello when I get back home. It’s something we’ve honed over the years. A ritual. When I discovered unexpected kisses ranked as one of the number one things gals wished for this Valentine’s Day I realized how rich I already am. Shame on me if I ever take his kisses for granted.



I believe wishes are prayers our subconscious conjures to communicate our deepest longings to our hearts. I believe in the power of wishes, and that’s where my heart existed when I wrote Michael McKnight and Abigail O’Malley’s love story. Did my own DH stand in as a model for Michael and his longing to rekindle his love for Abby – most likely, at least I’d like to think so? I sprinkled in little fantasy and magic and a special March holiday from their hometown of Savannah, and let their romance and wishes do the rest.

THREE WISHES Author Paula Millhouse Fantasy Romance Boroughs Publishing Group Lunchbox Romance
Author Paula Millhouse
Fantasy Romance
Boroughs Publishing Group
Lunchbox Romance


Whatever Valentine’s Day holds for you this year I wish you all the happiness you can find, all the impromptu kisses you can tolerate, and that you too find and celebrate the love of your life.

And, if you’re longing for a little romance to fulfill that yearning treat yourself to Michael and Abby’s love story, one of my Boroughs Lunchbox Romances, Three Wishes.


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