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19
May
2014

Renea Mason’s Book 2 of Symphony of Light is Finally Out!!

Renea Mason’s Book 2 of Symphony of Light is Finally Out!!

 

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Magic is no match for love…

Trapped somewhere between life and death, demigod Cyril has lost the ability to communicate with his love. But not before giving her valuable lessons in magic, as well as his blessing to move on without him.

Coming to terms with Cyril’s absence isn’t easy, but Linden is doing her best to honor his wishes. Until she receives an unusual request from Moreaux, an estranged member of Cyril’s family. Bizarre things are going on with Mary, the former housekeeper, and Linden can’t let them go. But when her investigation leads to a mistake that nearly costs her life, Cyril’s best friend, Overton, steps in and violates a promise he made centuries before to bring her back from the dead.

Gratitude turns to comfort, comfort turns to desire, and desire leads Linden to a shocking revelation. In her charge to uncover the truth behind Mary and Moreaux, she discovers a spell she can’t undo without leaving wounds on her heart, wounds she knows will never heal…

Between the Waters
Symphony of Light Book 2
Renea Mason
Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance
Length: Novel
Word Count: 63434
Page Count: 42
ISBN: 978-1-94169-20-66
Release Date: 05-15-14

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Renea Mason writes steamy romances to help even out the estrogen to testosterone imbalance caused by living in a house full of men.

When she isn’t putting pen to paper crafting sensual stories filled with supernatural lovers, she spends time with her beyond-supportive husband, two wonderful sons and three loving but needy cats.

Her debut novel, Symphony of Light and Winter, finished second for Best New Paranormal Series of 2013 in Paranormal Cravings’ Battle of the Books and received a third place award for Best New Paranormal Romance of 2013 in The Paranormal Romance Guild’s Reviewers Choice Awards.

 

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16
October
2013

Renea Mason’s Symphony of Light and Winter Blog Hop

Renea Mason’s Symphony of Light and Winter Blog Hop

 

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One woman. Seven men. All bound by one man’s undying devotion.

Fundraiser Linden Hill has a knack for reading people. She always knows which conversations will put a prospect at ease, which drink will loosen a patron’s lips—or his wallet, and how cleavage will make a donor sweeten the deal. She’s even foreseen her dateless weekends four hundred and sixty-four times in a row.

But ten years after watching life drain from her former mentor’s and first love’s eyes, her skills for divining the predictable are lost. When Cyril returns, he’s still gorgeous, but this time he’s beyond human, far less dead, and pissed. His lack of memory drives him to desperate acts, and his turbulent re-acquaintance with Linden pulls her into his war with a creature hell-bent on his destruction. His group of six supernatural men share a tantalizing secret, but despite the hunger, it’s love that leads her to sacrifice everything to save him…

Excerpt from Symphony of Light and Winter

Your eyes are so lovely; please don’t hide them from me. Don’t be afraid. I would never hurt you.”

His sincerity must have been contagious because the words slipped through my lips without permission. “I know you’d never hurt me intentionally. It’s the unintentional consequences I fear.”

He brought his other hand up to cup my other cheek and, with my face firmly held he said, “Linden, I’m not fool enough to think that the gods don’t intentionally f**k with us.”

His use of that word was unexpected. Always a gentleman, but always something more carnal beneath the surface too. The inconsistency seemed natural.

But if that ever happens, I will spend forever trying to atone. Don’t turn away from me.” He stared at me for a moment and when his face started to move toward mine, I thought for sure he would kiss my lips, but instead he placed a lingering kiss to my forehead and pulled me into a hug. If he felt anything for me other than friendship, that was his moment to prove it. I had my answer. I gave a forced smile and pulled away.

Please, play,” he said while trailing his hand over my back.

Facing the piano, with my fingers lingering above the keys, I tried not to allow disappointment to lace my words. “How did you know about the song?” My racing heart slowed as I realized the kiss wouldn’t happen.

His response was casual. “I have very keen hearing and you start to hum it every time you walk away from me to return home. Where is the song from?”

Strange. Maybe I was louder than I thought.

“I don’t know where I learned it. I think I made it up, but it’s hard to know for sure.”

“It’s beautiful, please…” He motioned to the piano.

He stood and I pressed one key to test to see if it was in tune. Pitch-perfect, of course. I should have expected no less. I stretched to measure the distance to the pedals. After my assessment, I began to play. As I pressed the keys, I tried to forget he was even in the room, but that became impossible as he provided subtle hints as to how I should adjust my posture. He pushed back on my shoulders and lifted my elbows with a light touch. The adjustment made a difference, and in time my composition transitioned to something more graceful.

He placed his hands on my shoulders as he stood behind me and whispered, “Now relax, the music is in control. Give in to it. Let it take you, command you, while you find freedom in its control.”

His finger made small massaging circles on my neck and shoulders, and the more he touched me, the more at ease I became. I played better than I ever had.

He ran his hands up and down my forearms, coaxing the notes from my fingers as he whispered in my ear, “That’s it. You are much more relaxed. Music is energy, Linden. With energy, you must first make yourself an attractive conduit. Energy does not like resistance. The less resistant you are, the more it can take hold, become stronger—make you stronger. Allow it to embody you, become one with you, and embrace its possession.” His breath teased as his words sent waves of electricity through me.

I added improvisational parts to the song I had never imagined. I played sequences far beyond my skill level without effort. As I neared the end of the song, the magical feeling broke down, and with it went my newfound ability. It was as if I took a drug to make me a better musician and it had begun to wear off, but I knew it wasn’t a drug. It was Cyril.

As the last notes breathed their final whisper to the air, I heard him say, “Well done! I bet you even surprised yourself.”

“How did you do that?”
“I didn’t do anything. I simply taught you to sit up and concentrate. Other than that, it was all you. Music can’t possess the unwilling.”

I shot him a suspicious glare. “All right…your turn.” I went to get up.

“No, please stay. Let me see…I’ll play something you know. How about Beethoven’s Sonata quasi una fantasia? You may know it as the Moonlight Sonata.”

I nodded. He could have played Chopsticks and I would have been happy.

He began with the solemn phrasing of the piece. Every languid note held so much emotion. My fingers mindlessly stroked the side of his leg in the slow melodic tempo of the first movement. The mournful timbre accented the sadness I felt knowing that every minute I stayed with him, it was going to be much harder to accept I could never have him.

I had only heard the first movement of the piece but as the somber melody transitioned into a more energetic strain, I knew it would be an experience I would never forget.

His enthusiastic gestures, the bounce of his hair as he pounded out the rapid notes, all added to the look of determination on his face. The notes were saturated in passion, and violence defined him. I watched him with intense concentration and wondered if he brought that same passion to his kisses, his bed, and his love. It would be a miracle if one person could harness him.

When he played the last note, his breathing was heavy and a thin film of perspiration coated the skin of his brow and neck. He looked down at the floor and then slowly into my eyes. That instant, the connection formed again. He reached up and brushed the hair from my face and I did the same to him, draping his thick, dark, sweat-moistened locks behind his ear.

“That was magnificent. I’ve never…”

His hand reached up to cup my face. His thumb caressed my lower lip as I spoke.

“Heard…or seen…anything like you. I mean that.”

He smiled and continued to outline my lip.

“Linden…” he said with a breathy whisper, “there are so many things I want to show you, teach you. I want you to make me a promise.”

I answered without hesitation. “Yes.”

“The way you are looking at me right now… Please, always look at me this way. Stare into my eyes and see me for who I am and know that there is nothing more than this. When the world calls things into question, you need not question me because I will always be here for you. The comfort I find in your eyes is new and frightening.”

I found it difficult to believe anything frightened this man. He cupped my cheek and with tenderness that mirrored his words, he caressed my face and trailed his hand to rest on my chest just below my neck. I wrapped my hand around his wrist, holding him to me.

He leaned in, pinning our arms between us, and breathed, “Promise me.”

I closed my eyes, reveling in his closeness, his scent, his heat. “OK.”

“Good.”

He inhaled. “I will make you a promise in return. I cannot bring you into my world as I would like, so I will not ask you to indulge me further. I should let you go, but I’m sorry, I am far too selfish to break all ties. I do promise to always be your friend, your mentor.”

Deep down, hopeful he might love me and see me as a woman, I opened my eyes and managed a smile filled with sadness and disappointment.

Protégé was the title bestowed upon me, not girlfriend, lover, or wife. I looked away from him to try to pull back the tears that escaped my eyes.

“Already breaking your promise?”

I looked up and he brushed my tears away with his thumb.

“I’m not immune, Linden. I feel it too. I just need to be stronger than this, for you.” He pulled me into his embrace.

 

 About the Author

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Renea Mason writes steamy romances to help even out the estrogen to testosterone imbalance caused by living in a house full of men.

When she isn’t putting pen to paper crafting sensual stories filled with supernatural lovers, she spends time with her beyond-supportive husband, two wonderful sons and three loving but needy cats.

Buy the Book

Amazon.com (available at most international Amazon sites – Italy, Germany, Japan, Canada, UK etc.)

BarnesandNoble.com

AllRomanceeBooks.com

Kobo.com

 

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09
August
2013

Interview with Symphony of Light and Winter’s Author Renea Mason

Interview with Symphony of Light and Winter’s Author Renea Mason

Today I have the pleasure of introducing you to my good friend, fellow Coffee Talk Writer, and published author, Renea Mason. Her book Symphony of Light and Winter was published this summer. Since then, she has received a ton of amazing reviews and developed a strong fan base. Some have said that Symphony of Light and Winter is 50 Shades meets Twilight and The Black Dagger Brotherhood. The work is expected to be in print in the next few months.

I have to tell you, Symphony was a story I couldn’t put down. Every chapter kept me hungry for more and ever since I finished, I’ve been waiting for the sequel.

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K: Hi Renea, Thank you for joining me today.

R: Hi, Kish. Thanks for having me.

K: For those out there who haven’t read the book, tell our readers about the story.

R: It’s the story of Linden, a woman who suffered a tragic past.  She coped with her losses, only to have them return in the form of her once dead, beyond sexy, first love, Cyril. He’s back and he’s pissed.

Their turbulent re-acquaintance fueled by Cyril suspicion; leads to love, lust and sacrifice when Cyril’s nemesis makes Linden the pawn in his game.

K: See and that’s one of the things I enjoyed about the book, the emotional strength of your characters. Not to mention the umm, beyond sexiness of them.

R: The beyond sexiness of them…Hmm…Can I quote that?

K: Of course.   What was your inspiration for Symphony?

R: That’s hard to say.  I kept having a few of the scenes flash through my mind from time to time and one day I decided to write them and then tie them all together.

Beyond that, I have a love of music and alpha males in paranormal stories. I combined them and Symphony was born.

I heard once that the best advice is to write what you would like to read.  That’s what I did.

 K: Linden and Cyril are very unique characters.  Tell us a little about these two powerful individuals.

R: Cyril was created by an all-powerful Goddess to be her lover after she developed a fascination with human procreation.  She took all of the best attributes found in men, conjured Cyril and embellished him so that he would be equipped to please a goddess.

Linden is your average businesswoman running from her proverbial demons, only to find that her past doesn’t compare to the tragedy and strife her future holds.

K: A fascination for human procreation. (chuckles) Many humans find that fascinating as well. So we’ve got an alpha male created to pleasure a goddess obsessed with sex and a hottie who happens to be a kick butt independent woman. Sounds like a great combination.

R: I’d like to think so.

K: Cyril has a, ahem, unique family.  If you could spend time with one of them, which would it be?

R: Besides Cyril? (she winks) Overton for sure.

K: Overton, of course. (smiles)  Now, how did you know when your story was done?

R: It told me.

K: Really that’s the best answer you can give me?

R:(Laughs) I don’t want to spoil the end but the idea was to keep the readers wanting more without leaving them dissatisfied. When I wrote the final sentence, I knew this volume was complete.

K: So this is your first published novel. What’s that like?

R: Crazy. The process is crazy. The commitment is crazy, and most of all I’m crazy. It has been a very exciting time of my life, but it is also a big commitment. Writing the book was the easy part. Then came querying, waiting, and the endless marketing and promotion while you’re trying to complete the next installment. Mastering time management is a must, unless you can dedicate all of your attention to writing. I have another full-time career and a family so it’s a challenge but one I love.

K: And speaking of sequels.

R: I thought I was talking about my crazy life. (laughs)

K: Well you were but I wanted to talk about sequels. Will there be one? And what could we expect?

R: Yes. The sequel is in the works. The second novel explores a bit more about Overton.

K: You also have a fan club established. Can you tell our readers, how they can join.

R :  Yes.  I hate the name fan club.  It makes me think of Tiger Beat Magazine but I guess that’s what it is.  Anyone interested is welcome to join.  They can visit my website and click the Fan Club link at the top of the page. http://reneamason.com/fan-club/

K: Thanks for taking the time out of your fabulous published author life to meet with me. By the way, what does your fabulous published author life look like?

R: (Laughs and smooths down her hair) What does it look like?

Probably a bit like my garden—a whole lot of stuff growing, some creative elements peaking through and the constant feeling of “what the f*** am I doing” permeating the entire process.  Yep, that’s about it.

K: Here’s some more important information about the book.

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Symphony of Light and Winter from Etopia Press – released June 21st, 2013

One woman. Seven men. All bound by one man’s undying devotion.

Fundraiser Linden Hill has a knack for reading people. She always knows which conversations will put a prospect at ease, which drink will loosen a patron’s lips—or his wallet, and how cleavage will make a donor sweeten the deal. She’s even foreseen her dateless weekends four hundred and sixty-four times in a row.

But ten years after watching life drain from her former mentor’s and first love’s eyes, her skills for divining the predictable are lost. When Cyril returns, he’s still gorgeous, but this time he’s beyond human, far less dead, and pissed. His lack of memory drives him to desperate acts, and his turbulent re-acquaintance with Linden pulls her into his war with a creature hell-bent on his destruction. His group of six supernatural men share a tantalizing secret, but despite the hunger, it’s love that leads her to sacrifice everything to save him…

About the Author

Renea Mason writes steamy romances to help even out the estrogen to testosterone imbalance caused by living in a house full of men.

When she isn’t putting pen to paper crafting sensual stories filled with supernatural lovers, she spends time with her beyond-supportive husband, two wonderful sons and three loving but needy cats.

Buy the Book

Amazon.com

BarnesandNoble.com

AllRomanceeBooks.com

Kobo.com

Contact or follow Renea Mason

http://www.ReneaMason.com

http://www.Facebook.com/ReneaMasonAuthor

http://www.Facebook.com/symphonyoflightandwinter

http://www.Pinterest.com/ReneaMason

http://www.goodreads.com/ReneaMason

http://www.tumblr.com/blog/reneamasonauthor

https://twitter.com/ReneaMason1

S.ReneaMason@gmail.com

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