Thursday, August 7, 2014

Regan Black Discusses the Story Behind The Matchmaker's Mark

The Matchmaker's Mark by Regan Black
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The Matchmaker's Mark came primarily because I needed a break from the darker Shadows of Justice novels. I love my 2096 Chicago and the characters in that series are like family, but it can get a little tiring unraveling evil plots day in and day out. So I gave both the 2096 cast and myself a little breather. And secondly, my pals at the local retired greyhound group were encouraging me to get a greyhound into one of my novels. It happened a bit differently than I expected, but it was tons of fun.
Of course, being me, there had to be a paranormal element too, but it has a lighthearted fun feel in this series. Here's the quick overview: 

When you're 'more' than human, finding your soulmate isn't as easy as answering a few questions online. It's best to track down Campbell Consulting, a.k.a. the Matchmaker.

In Charleston, South Carolina half-elf Lily has a birthmark her elders vow is a mystical promise of true love. So far she's yet to encounter Mr. Right in either the elf or human realms.

Dare, a wood elf, has led the Matchmaker's security team for years. In town on a simple errand, when the Matchmaker disappears his future is turned inside out.

And Amy Campbell is a completely human English professor about to discover the true magic of the family business...

Enjoy this a peek into Amy’s world as she discovers her new power as the Matchmaker:
Amy’s ears buzzed as ghostly fingertips brushed her own in an ethereal touch totally absent of heat. In that odd connection, she spoke with images more than words, so the two long-parted lovers could be united at last. An immense love buoyed her heart as the tiniest bit of relief rippled out of her like a pebble dropped in a pond.
"Godspeed," she whispered into the peaceful stillness in the air.
Dare felt something too. Something closer to rage than peace, but he couldn't put it into words. The warmth and comfort he'd enjoyed in this churchyard had turned to cold ash. She'd endangered herself, endangered an entire balancing force of the non-human realms. For what? A ghost?
"What was that?" he demanded, his brutal voice shattering the quiet around her.
"Helping." Amy sighed and turned, snapping her fingers for the greyhound's attention. Her expression: part satisfaction, part serenity, and all wistful, took the leading edge off his anger.
"You can't help all of them. It's best to stick with the ones still living. She had a place here."
"The wrong place. She and her husband were an odd, but perfect match. She came South with him, to a life as foreign to her as another country. He left, had to leave her for some business.
"They died on the same day, Dare! I'm not sure how I know, but they were so close, so perfect together. They were two halves of one whole that neither could live – literally – without the other. Here, alone, she was heartbroken. I could fix that."
"They had their chance in life."
"So they don't deserve a blissful eternity in death? His body has never been returned here to the family plot. I know that much from the tour guides. But as the 'Matchmaker'," she used air quotes on the word, "I felt him pining for her too. "I could fix it, Dare," she repeated, winding down. "They were the perfect love match. Isn't that what being the Matchmaker's all about?

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