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Timeless and An Automated Death are being highlighted on Julie's Book Reviews on October 10th. If you go to Julie's blog you can sign up to win some prizes just by visiting!!!! http://juliesbookreview.blogspot.com/2014/10/teresa-reasor.html All Hallows' Eve–the modern day Halloween has been celebrated for hundreds of years. In ancient times in Ireland and Scotland bonfires would be lit to remind witches of the fires of hell they tempted by casting spells and also to hold at bay the spirits that walked the earth on the last day of fall. It was the beginning of the dark time of the year—winter. It was the last day of the harvest and the time to prepare for the cold months ahead. The ancient God's had to be appeased with offerings so people and livestock would be assured to survive the difficult times. But it was also a time to honor ancestors who had passed on. The table would be set with food for each missing family member, who it was believed would return to their h...

For the next week I'll be posting excerpts from my latest release, Timeless . I hope you'll tune in each day and check them out.   The water made the structure appear to lean toward her. Dwarfed by the dam’s looming height, she struggled to suppress her cloying claustrophobia. She swung her dive light back and forth searching for any sign of Henry. The ground gave way to a long downward slope. She drifted, following the deep ruts cut into the bank. At the sudden inexplicable increase in the water temperature, she hesitated. It didn’t feel like a natural current, but warmer, like a hot spring. Had the seal along the wrists and ankles of her dry suit broken, she would be experiencing the chill of the water, not a surge of warmth. For a moment, the circle of illumination her dive light provided seemed to expand as some of the sediment cleared. Worry brought a hollow emptiness to the pit of her stomach. Where was Henry? She couldn’t search any longer....