Monday, February 15, 2016
#EggcerptExchange Tracey Clark - Shocking Finds #Paranormal
Shocking Finds (A Finder’s Keepers Novel)
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:
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,