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


2.Savannah and Three Wishes.Large

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!

The hatchling had devoured his abductor. Served the bastard right. Dragonstone and Weekend Writing Warriors

Last week we introduced Elf Prince Kort Elias who is diligently searching for a stolen royal dragon egg in the first story of The Kingdom of Chalvaren Romances, Dragonstone. Here’s that last line: “Where’d you go, little one?”

Kort’s grimace became a frown. Poor thing – all alone in a strange world with no other dragons to coach him, to show him what to eat, how to fly, how to roar, how to be what he was. 

     “Damn you, Elissabet!” He shook his fist at the sky. “Look at what you’ve conjured up with your ridiculous legend, mother.” No treasure, just a lost little dragon.

     “At least he’s eaten.” Kort’s eyes ranged to the remains of the mercenary.

     Without proper handling, without a first feast available right outside his eggshell, the hatchling had devoured his abductor. Served the bastard right.

Dragons, Magnus, Chalvaren Rising, Fantasy, Romance
Magnus, the Dragonlet

Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday

Hi Weekend Writing Warriors! Happy almost Halloween.

Every weekend a wonderful blog hop happens where writers, known as the Weekend Writing Warriors share their stories. Click the box below to visit the other bloggers. Leave a comment. We thrive on comments. 🙂


And, if you’re lucky enough to join the awesome writers over at the Facebook Snippet Sunday group, then you’re lucky enough.

So, Warriors, what works here for you? I simply adore dragons. The problem is, though, if you don’t know what you’re doing with them, they often bite.

This Halloween, add some magic to your reading list.

Fantasy Romance by Paula Millhouse, chalvaren rising, dragons, magic, wizards, nobility, This Halloween, visit The Kingdom of Chalvaren.

Add some magic to your reading list.

We have dragons.

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Hot Shade by Tamara Lush Release Day Party on Facebook tonight

#ASMSG #Giveaways Hot Shade Release Day Party @TamaraLush Multi-author party and #prizes @BoroughsPubGrp

Happy Release Day to Tamara Lush and Hot Shade


Join me and my friend Tamara Lush and tons of authors at 5:30 EST. I’m up with Chalvaren Rising at 7:30. Come join us for drinks and books.

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Chalvaren Rising

With the love of Kort, Chalvaren’s warrior-prince heir, Mia Ansgar will seize her birthright and become the great dragon-riding wizardess prophesied to free that elven kingdom from her embittered sorceress kin.

Twenty-five years ago, Theo Ansgar abandoned the Kingdom of Chalvaren for a hiding place on another world. Some called him traitor. Some, thief. Now his fully grown daughter Mia must return to the land of her birth…and their war.
It was the elf prince Kort Elias who brought her back. Theirs was an instant connection, an inescapable union of body, soul and sorcery, reminding Mia of what she truly is, and what she must become. There is also Magnus, destined to be more potent than any wyrm Chalvaren has ever seen, a three-day-old dragonlet Mia must nurture and then ride. And then there is the Dragonstone, an artifact of power nonpareil. Joined, they can tip the scales of battle against the wraith-possessed forces of darkness, of Mia’s own embittered kin.
Redemption will be offered, the protected will become the protector, and an ancient prophecy will come to fruition, but only righteous love can conquer all.


Chalvaren Rising is LIVE! A book with Dragons and Epic Fantasy with the heart of a Romance

#ChalvarenRising is LIVE. #ASMSG #Dragons & #EpicFantasy & #Romance http://tinyurl.com/nmscuff #read #book

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New Dragons have hatched!

I’m thrilled to see this story take flight. Hope everyone enjoys their time in The Kingdom of Chalvaren. The dragons are here! The Romance is hot! The villains are angry! The Sword&Sorcery is rich! The magic is amazing! The book shows us a brand new world where the theme is Love is Worth Fighting For.

A Fairy Tale for grownups!

Epic Fantasy with the heart of a Romance. The elves of Chalvaren have a dynasty to build. Their nobility, their very kingdom is at risk and they’ll stop at nothing to make sure their way of life is preserved. But darkness looms, and they’ll have to find a way to collaborate to stop the evil threatening their dragons, and their very lives.

Magic and Romance!

Treat yourself to a copy of Chalvaren Rising now. It’s a fairy tale with enduring characters meant to entertain your heart and endure through time. Share Chalvaren Rising with your friends. Your kind words and enthusiastic reviews are deeply appreciated! Thank you in advance.

The Dragonstone has returned.

Chalvaren Rising, Paula Millhouse, fantasy, romance, fiction, magic, dragons, nobility, adventure quest, sword and sorcery, love


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Digital ~VS~ Paper: How do you get your Paranormal Romance?

No matter where you stake your claim in the battle of digital books versus traditional hardbacks and paperbacks the most important thing you can do is Read.

Read a lot.

Read everything.

Read widely, and think critically about the author’s message.

We communicate the pearls of our collective universe through writing and reading.

Whether we choose fiction or non-fiction, digital or paper there’s an entire world waiting for us all to dive in.

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Which camp are you in? Digital~vs~paper