Monday, October 2, 2023

Meet My Fellow Wild Rose Press Author Alana Lorens and Read About VOODOO DREAMS, Book 3 of the Pittsburgh Lady Lawyer Series

As spooky season continues to creep up on us, I'm continuing my blog exchange with my fellow authors of The Wild Rose Press sharing our paranormal, horror, or all around creepy books and stories. I present Alana Lorens, a woman of many talents. Check out Book 3 of her Pittsburgh Lady Lawyer series:

About Alana

Alana Lorens has been a published writer for more than forty years, after working as a pizza maker, a floral designer, a journalist and a family law attorney. Currently a resident of Asheville, North Carolina, the aging hippie loves her time in the smoky blue mountains. She writes romance and suspense as Alana Lorens, and sci-fi, fantasy and paranormal mystery as Lyndi Alexander. . She is the author of the Pittsburgh Lady Lawyers series, which draws on her years as a family law attorney in the state of Pennsylvania. One of the causes close to her heart came from those years as well–the fight against domestic violence. She volunteered for many years at women’s shelters and provided free legal services to women and children in need. She lives with her daughter on the autism spectrum, who is the youngest of her seven children, and she is ruled by three crotchety old cats, and six kittens of various ages.


When her big trial goes bad, corporate attorney Brianna Ward can’t wait to get out of Pittsburgh. The Big Easy seems like the perfect place to rest, relax, and forget about the legal business. Too bad an obnoxious—but handsome—lawyer from a rival firm is checking into the same bed and breakfast. 

 Attorney Evan Farrell has Mardi Gras vacation plans too. When he encounters fiery and attractive Brianna, however, he puts the Bourbon Street party on hold. He’d much rather devote himself to her—especially when a mysterious riddle appears in her bag, seeming to threaten danger. 

Strangely compelled to follow the riddle’s clues, Brianna is pulled deeper into the twisted schemes of a voodoo priest bent on revenge. To escape his poisonous web, she must work with Evan to solve the curse. But is the growing love they feel for each other real? Or just a voodoo dream?

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             “Give me your hand, Bri. I’ll get you out of there.”

            She sat frozen, arms crossed tight.

             “For crying out loud.” He surveyed the immediate vicinity in the growing light, seeing not even a trace of the water rippling. “I think it’s gone,” he said, relieved. “Come on, let me help you over here.”

             “Are you sure?”

            Hell, no, I’m not sure. Wait, who was going to wear the pants in this relationship? When the trusty knight gave orders, the princess jumped. No time for this nonsense.

            “Of course I am. Hurry now.”

            She shivered and took a deep breath, still studying the water. When nothing happened, she stood up, a little shaky, and held out her hand. He seized it and dragged her ashore just as he caught movement in his peripheral vision. Across the inlet, the alligator’s huge tail smacked the water in challenge, and it charged straight for the boat.

             “Look out!” Brianna yelled. She snatched up the wooden oar Evan had dropped on the ground and headed for the water before Evan could stop her. The alligator launched itself into the now-abandoned boat, its mouth open, hissing horribly, and inches-long teeth snapped at her. Brianna swung the oar toward the open mouth of the creature. The impact of its jaws clamping down on the paddle nearly wrenched it loose from her hands.

            She wrestled for control of the oar, then the alligator jerked on it, pulling her into the shallow water.

            Lunatic woman. What’s she thinking? I’ve got to do something before she gets eaten. A distraction, that’s what was needed. Here goes…

            He launched himself into the swamp downstream from the monster. “Hey!” he shouted. “Hey, over here!” He smacked the water, trying to get the alligator’s attention.       “Evan, what are you doing?” Brianna gasped, yanking the oar back as the beast released it.

             I’m being a friggin idiot, apparently. “Come on, you big jerk, come and get me!”




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