REVIEW: A Short Paranormal Romp – BOREALIS ARDOR by Kay Phoenix

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Borealis Ardor

Seasons of Passion

Winter Winds

Kay Phoenix

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher:  MuseItUp Publishing

ISBN:  978-1-77127-495-1

ASIN:  B00IA1QKFK

Number of pages:  58

Word Count:  14,709

Cover Artist:  Suzannah Safi

BOREALISARDOR-largeBook Description:   

Lauren Madison’s life started unraveling at a speed too fast for her to keep up with. Every truth she had taken for granted was torn away, and the pieces that were left painted no clear pictures at all…only more confusion.

The only pillar of strength in her fragile life was David Wagner, her bodyguard who was placed in witness protection. But, what had he seen that day, and why couldn’t she remember?

She had no choice but to run. And if her life was threatened again, who would be there to protect her?

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REVIEW:

If you’re in the mood for  a short paranormal escape, Borealis Ardor is just the ticket. I read it in the doctor’s office while waiting for DH. It’s less than 15,000 words but packs a lot of “oomph” into its pages.

The story opens with Lauren Madison on her way to a cemetery to pay respects to her dead boyfriend. Except she knows he’s not really dead. He’s in witness protection. Or so she thinks. As the scene unfolds, we’re offered some back story to explain the events leading up to her current situation. Lauren is soon pursued by an unknown assailant, chasing her through the woods until she is captured and rendered unconscious by an injected drug. When she awakens in a damp, earthen basement, Lauren realizes she is being used as a pawn to manipulate her father, a talented scientist who has been working on secret projects.

I don’t want to give away too much or the unique element that should and hopefully will be expanded upon in future books. The story won’t disappoint paranormal fans who love fangs of all kinds. It also provided a nice sizzle that didn’t leave me feeling like a voyeur.

As I said, Borealis Ardor is an interesting story with an original twist. I enjoyed it. It needs a little more editing to tighten up the pace. reduce some of the adjectives and add clarity to a few scenes but it is still a fun romp through the paranormal realm that I can easily recommend to my followers.

Excerpt:

“You shouldn’t be here, Lauren.  Leave quickly.” The voice stopped me in my tracks.  It was David’s voice, in my head.  But, I shrugged it off and walked forward until I saw the new stone and the rectangle of earth in front of it that had noticeably less pine needles than the surrounding area.

I knelt beside it.

“David Alan Wagner.  Beloved Son, Brother and Friend.”  The lines of the letters were etched deep and black, contrasting heavily against the light grey stone.  I gently lay the roses down and traced the letters with my finger.  There was a cross carved below the words.  I ran my hand along the entire edge of the top of the stone, feeling the rough edges in contrast to the freshly polished front and back.  I wondered how long the stone had been there.  Dad assured me he had taken care of the funeral expenses, and he must have made sure there was a rush order on the headstone.  There was a fresh bouquet of white roses lying at the base of the stone and it made me feel deeply saddened for his family, as well as for him.  As much as dad irritated the living hell out of me with his overprotective gestures, if I had to disappear forever and have him think I was dead, it would break my heart.  After we lost mom, we were all the family we had.

I loved David with my whole heart.  Even though we had only been together for two of the six months that he was assigned to me, I knew that he was the “one”.  I just knew it.  There was no explanation.  And, I was the “one” for him as well.  But, now he was gone, and it was unlikely that I would see him again, at least not any time soon.

I reached up to trace the “D” again and saw a strange light flash across the polished surface of the stone, which I realized with horror to be a set of headlights.

Who would be coming to a graveyard at this hour? Besides me of course? Teenagers with a Ouija board and bottle of Strawberry Hill wine in tow, perhaps?

I could take no chances.  I could have been followed.

About the Author:Kay

Ms. Phoenix is a lifelong resident of Las Vegas, Nevada.  She serves on the board of the Las Vegas Romance Writers and is also a member of the Kiss of Death and Women’s Fiction chapters of Romance Writers of America.

In her spare time she enjoys hiking, camping and photography and is pursuing a Bachelor’s in Psychology.  She is also a member of the Vegas Artists Guild as a photographer.  Prior to writing, Kay was a Graphic Artist for 15 years in the casino industry.

Kay writes in the contemporary and paranormal romance categories, as well as non-fiction articles.  Please visit her website at http://www.KayPhoenix.com.

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