Monday, February 15, 2016

#EggcerptExchange Tracey Clark - Shocking Finds #Paranormal

Shocking Finds (A Finder’s Keepers Novel)

-Tracey Clark

Here are a few treats for readers interested in Paranormal/Fantasy Romance (New Adult)

A blurb, a quick excerpt, some links for buying options and author info… and

Lastly… a fun little Q&A session with the main character Marin!!

Happy wordage everyone

An act of rebellion, Marin doesn't think that running into the new store in town will hurt anything. Her

aunt will never know... right? One car wreck later, her aunt is hospitalized, Marin is forced to spend her

twenty-first birthday fighting for her life, and magic - the very thing her aunt has always sworn to be for

fools - is real. And so is the irresistible Fae dedicated to Marin's protection.

Kyland has searched Earth-side and all the other realms, looking for a missing Fae child. A child his

Queen prophesied would be able to one day save the Fae people from the Danshue, as the evil Fae

threat tries to overwhelm the entire Supernatural Community. A child that would know nothing of her

blocked gifts, or her Fae heritage waiting to be claimed. A child that has grown into a curvy, delicious

morsel he would love to taste

Together Marin and Kyland will fight Fae assassins, overcome betrayals, and if they're lucky ... they will

find the Danshue responsible for their plight. That's if Marin doesn't shock him to death with her erratic

new gift, and her out of control emotions.

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Excerpt: (from chapter two Shocking Finds)

Marin needed answers. Like why had they been targeted? The parking lot hadn’t

exactly been lacking for vehicular violence victim contenders. There had been a group

of at least four women, standing by their cars, chatting. If there was a target more

deserving of vehicular rage, it had definitely been that group of women. They had

finished shopping, and courtesy demanded that their parking spots were to be

relinquished as soon as possible. Why not them?

The man—and Marin was only guessing that the driver was a man—had

bypassed those without parking lot etiquette and zeroed in on Lindal. If she had

continued her slow progress through the parking lot, would Marin be in this horrible

room with its beeping monitors and bleached air instead of Lindal.

Staring down at her aunt’s unmoving form, Marin tried to find a place to rest her

hand. She needed to touch her. She needed to know that the only person willing to take

her in, after the death of her mother, was really here and still alive.

“They will find him, Lindal. He won't get away with this,” Marin made her vow as

quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb Lindal's recovery.

 Glancing up to keep tears from falling from her eyes, Marin noticed something

swinging off of Lindal's oxygen line. “What the...” It looked like a Barbie doll with wings,

perhaps six inches tall. The odd little creature wore a loin cloth and sported some overly

obvious male attributes. Was it wrong to be checking out the abs of someone no larger

His arms tugged and his muscles bunched as he attempted to make a knot in

Lindal's oxygen line. His silver skin tone went beautifully with his tri-colored wings— a

mix of light purple, maroon, and gold. The little man didn't seem to realize that Marin

“Stop,” Marin shouted. Dammit, this was a hospital. She needed to lower her

voice. She also needed to go upstairs to the psych ward. Head trauma, shock, or

hallucinations something wasn’t right. If she told Lindal about this, her aunt would call

Hallucination or not, she grabbed the little man by the wings, pulled him from

Lindal’s oxygen line, and tried to speak more calmly. “What do you think you’re doing?”

She finally had her figment’s attention. A striking, though small, pair of lavender

eyes glared at her through overly long sandy brown bangs. On closer inspection, she

could see that his hair was actually multicolored. It seemed to go from crystal white

“Well, answer me. What do you think you're doing?”

“Waiting for you, of course.”

“What are you?” She was losing it. The buzzing in her temples was increasing.

And she was now speaking to a figment of her imagination. Yep, she needed to be

The creature put its tiny fists on narrow hips. “A Sprite, of course. Don't you know

anything? I have my work cut out for me.” Now she was being insulted by her

“Nope. Too Much,” Marin said and tossed the little man with wings out of the

hospital window. She needed coffee. Either that or a large dose of Thorazine. Maybe

All About Tracey Clark!!

I am a country-twang gal from the bluegrass state. Kentucky is a hot bed of horses, cave systems, and

whiskey. And I love all three. With my pugs and bossy kitty cat, I spend my days writing and working

social media. I write with the help of the voices pushing me to create worlds for them to live in. Fantasy

Romance, Contemporary Romance, and eventually some cowboys (because cowboys live in a group all

their own, yummmm)… These are the genres that I love best. Oil paints, crafts, dealing with Multiple

Sclerosis, and writing into the dead of night… this I my life!!!

To Find out more about Tracey here are some links…

Author Page (Main):

Goodreads Author Page:

MS Page:

Facebook Author Page:

Anddddd…. Twitter Page:

Now… without further ado… here is Marin Yarthine…

Interviewer: You’ve had quick the introduction to the Fae world, Marin… Can I call you Marin..

Marin (reddened cheeks): Uhh… sure… I mean, that’s what most people call me… Kyland has

been call me, Minzet, but I’m pretty sure that’s something just between us since it means Sweet One…

but…yeah… Marin would be best.

Interviewer (light chuckle): Great. Well, I nice to finally get to sit down with us… and as the new Princess

to the Fae people, with such an odd upbringing… the Fae would love to know a little pit about you… Tell

us a little bit about day to day life in the royal world…

Marin: Pfft… Most of the time I think they have the wrong girl… I mean… I was home schooled,

and have worked at Finder’s Keepers since I turned 17… for the past four years I have been slipping into

Finder’s Trances in order to locate everything from pets to abduction victims… from car keys to family

heirlooms… it sounds like important work but really, I mostly had to pull a bunch of information

together so that other Finder’s could go out on Mission to locate whatever the client had misplaced…

Interviewer: That sounds like important work to me… also, something that would take a toll on your

emotions… do you have someone to cuddle up to at night to help you get through the day???

Marin (Cheeks now flaming red): Kyland… he came out of nowhere and changed my life… and he

doesn’t even mind when I accidentally shock him with this new power that has a tendency to get out of

Interview: …. (shuffles through questions) … (scoots chair back and grits her teeth)… What goals and

hardships do you face… what do you want for the Fae?? I mean… what are your plans to keep the Fae

community safe?? (scoots back a little further…)

Marin (head cocked to the side): I’m still learning about the Fae world.. but I would say my goal

is to keep as many people safe as I can… (fists clench) … if the evil Fae, those Danshue ********… sorry

for my language, but if they would just stop getting in the way, I could learn a little faster… someone

needs to stop the Danshue before this community I’m just getting to know dies out…

Sparks light up on Marin’s hands, but Interviewer merely gets a white

Knuckled grip on her set and continues…

Interviewer: One final questions and we will let you get back to your new duties as Princess… Can you

tell us what fears you are facing in this new chapter of your life???

Marin: … (Deep Breath…) Lindal… that the woman that pretended to be my only family, that

kidnapped me as a child (sparks on her fingertips) … that she will find a way to finish what she started…

(more sparks) … that she will find a way to hurt the people I am coming to care about… that she will hurt

KYLAND … (small explosion blowing out all the lights)

Interview warily pulls herself up out of the floor, where she dove to avoid flying glass…

Interview(voice shaky) : Alright… I think that’s all we have time for… thanks for stopping by Princess…

Thanks Tracey, enjoyed having you here today,


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