TIME SPELL by T.A. FOSTER
Ivy Grace is learning that magic--and love--are all about the right timing.
Follow the adventures of this spirited young Southern woman as she embarks upon a successful new career writing novels and movies that explore romantic mysteries of the past.
Ivy, a witch who spends her days practicing her brand of good magic in a sleepy little city, often travels back in time to observe events of yesteryear and turn them into compelling stories for her modern-day fans. But as her uncanny ability to weave enthralling historic tales lands her in the limelight, she quickly finds that fame sometimes comes with a price.
Evil forces now know who she is and threaten to reveal her family’s most sacred magical secrets.
With the help of her ruggedly handsome editor and a sexy supernatural ex-boyfriend, Ivy must unravel history while fighting to keep these ominous forces at bay.
Will Ivy be able to make the ultimate sacrifice for the people she loves the most?
About the Author
T.A. Foster is a Southern girl whose heart and spirit are connected to the beach. She grew up catching rays and chasing waves along the North Carolina Outer Banks and now resides in the state with her adventurous pilot husband, two children and two canine kiddos.
Her long love affair with books started at an early age and as soon as she was able, she transformed imaginative stories into words on paper. Time Spell is T.A.’s debut novel, and the first in a series about a very adventurous, clever, and magical girl named Ivy.
T.A. has an undergraduate degree in Journalism and Mass Communication from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and a graduate degree in Educational Psychology from Texas A&M University. When she’s not chasing her two-legged and four-legged children or trying to escape for date night, you can find her reading, writing or planning her next beach trip.
He brought both of his hands up to my face. The skin of his palms felt slightly rough, but warm.
My eyes locked with his while his thumb softly traced across my lower lip. He leaned down and brushed his lips on mine and lingered, kissing me gently and deeply.
I pressed my mouth to his, taking in his tongue and the taste of his mouth. He moved his hands over my body, wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, so I was pressed hard against his body.
I was melting into his embrace one inch of skin at a time.