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Down is up, lore is lie, and when the titans aren’t getting busy they’re getting buzzed. It’s shading weird around here. What’s really cookin’ my A-game is the immortals. They’re dying. So much for accurate branding, right? I’ve got a handful of puzzle pieces that don’t fit, and a sense of doom that won’t quit. What happens when an immortal dies? I’m so glad you asked. As the Keeper, I’m trying to hold the magical and human worlds aligned. I’ve got a symbiotic book, a partner, and dumb luck. I’m also staring down a witch war. My lover’s a god who thinks gaming the system is fine, my bestie is a witch ready to toss the Olympians out on their butts, and I’ve got to save a new magical race that can’t find their behinds with both hands and a flashlight. Then the real deal showed up, ready to burn it all. I’m screwed, and it’s not even hump day.
Author
Winnie Winkle is a fabulous Central Florida broad who swills bourbon, likes dogs and cats, and practices yoga, but not with any particular grace. Supporting live local music is a pretty big deal to Winnie, so if you pass a gravestone that admonishes, 'Go see the band and hit the tip jar', it's probably hers. But, since she's not dead yet, she'll keep penning fun stuff to rock your reading chair. A 30+ year Florida resident, Winnie splits her time between Daytona Beach Shores and Mt. Dora. She prefers writing beach-side as much as she can because, if we’re baring our souls here, the ocean is a mighty muse and there’s only so much one can expect from coffee. Winnie writes funny urban fantasy, sci fi comedy, paranormal romance/sci-fi romance, and literary fiction with unusual elements. Readers subscribed to her newsletter receive first notice of freebies and other cool stuff, so visit wwinkle.com and subscribe!
