COVER REVEAL: “A Familiar Magic” by E.M. Rinaldi
Date: March 29th, 2022
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
E.M. Rinaldi lives
in Charlotte North Carolina with her husband, Milz, their psychotic pup, Boone,
and slightly demonic toddler, Kylin. By day she is a Registered Radiologic
Technologist taking pictures of mangled bones and by night she writes about all
the bizarre situations her characters get themselves into while she was away.
She is a Second Degree Blackbelt and can’t write a story without at least one
fight scene in it.
When she’s not
writing, or trapped at work, E.M. likes to read (obsessively), clear her DVR,
and have all night Buffy marathons with her friends, complete with cookies and
Her love for
writing stems from an early age where she would create stories on an old
computer program and force anyone within grabbing distance to read them. Not
much has changed; be warned: stay out of grabbing distance.
As I toed my foot to the side, careful not to draw attention my way, the
change slowly left my body, leaving my fingernails dull and my eyesight
horrible. Exhaustion ran heavy through my limbs, even though I hadn’t completed
a full shift, the small change still took a lot out of me. My legs shook hard
enough to knock me on my ass, and I wondered if I’d expended more energy than
I’d originally thought, but when the ground beneath me continued to roll, I
knew it wasn’t coming from me. Across the clearing, a tree unrooted and floated
in the air above another witch. His black hair was darker than I remembered,
but I knew those eyes, that face. Prince Auden, second son of the Wardwell
line, flung the tree with nothing but a flick of his hand and smirked when it
impaled the Amon.
Pinned to the ground, the lions wasted no time and got to work on ripping
the demon apart. The sounds of torn flesh and painful cries would echo in my
head tonight, I knew, but that wasn’t what worried me at the moment. Prince
Auden was staring at me, staring like he remembered exactly who I was and
knewwhy I was a wanted fugitive of my people. Before he could ensnare me with
his power, I bolted through the trees and ran for my life. Literally. Something
told me it wasn’t a coincidence that the prince happened to be here just in
time to save me, which meant, they’d finally found me. The bustling city of
Miami kept me hidden these past four years and I hated to leave it, but if I
wanted to stay alive long enough to see my eighteenth birthday, I needed to
make myself disappear. Again.