In the Midst of Angels a Contemporary Supernatural Romance by Seelie Kay ➱ Book Tour with Guest Post & Giveaway
Greta McDonald is convinced she doesn’t have time for love,
but her dearly departed parents feel differently.
In the Midst of Angels
by Seelie Kay
Genre: Contemporary Supernatural Romance
Greta McDonald is convinced she doesn’t have time for love, but her dearly departed parents feel differently.
Attorney Greta McDonald runs a free legal clinic funded by the estate of her late parents for Milwaukee’s financially disadvantaged population. Greta’s dedication to those who can’t afford legal services leaves no time for romance. While on Earth, Melissa and Steven McDonald had enjoyed a true love match and they want the same for their daughter. Unfortunately, angels can only observe family members left behind, and in times of extreme danger, request assistance, but are not allowed to interfere in matters of the heart. The couple has already tested God’s indulgence several times and now they’re facing the possibility of being cast out of Heaven into Purgatory.
Enter Aaron Buckley, a ruthless litigator, and Greta’s primary nemesis in court. Despite their differences, he is determined to win Greta’s heart. Unfortunately, Greta’s commitment to her clinic, her resistance to a relationship, and her propensity to place herself in peril threaten to prevent a love match. Without a little heavenly intervention, this couple may never have the opportunity to embrace the miracle of true love.
Aaron is all in when his grandfather offers a family-tested three-part plan to win Greta’s heart. Unfortunately, Greta isn’t making things easy, but as everyone knows, the show’s not over until the heavenly choir sings!
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Excerpt
#1:
“Pops,
she looks like an angel. Long wavy blonde hair with glints of red, big hazel
eyes, and built like a nymph. Slender with legs that were molded by Venus. And
she’s bright and snarky and just a breath of fresh air. So different from other
women I’ve met.”
Pops
whistled. “Molded by Venus? Son, you’ve got it bad.” He ran a hand through his
sparse gray hair and shook his head. At age eighty-three, he was still in fine
shape. “She just wants you to work for it. Hell, all women want their men to
work for it. Why your grandmother made me plow her father’s fields. For free.
She said she wanted his approval before she would grant me the pleasure of her
company.” He grinned. “So, there I was, sweating my ass off in this humungous
field, plowing away with some rickety old tractor, she and her daddy grinning
from ear to ear, so proud that they had conned me into free labor.”
Aaron
chuckled. “What did you do?”
“I
plowed the rest of the damn field into a crazy-eight pattern, one that would
require a do-over, and told her—and her daddy—that I wasn’t going to fix it
unless and until she went on three dates with me.”
“You
did not…”
“Yup.
And she caved, too. Her Daddy was horrified that I would leave his fields in
such disarray. Said he’d be the laughingstock of the Farmer’s Coop. He ordered
her to date me. Of course, he had no way of knowing that I intended to charm
her socks off. By the third date, she was all but begging me to marry her. And
believe me, I made her beg. After the third date, I fixed her Daddy’s field and
started dating Gladys Culpepper. Your grandmother was fit to be tied. Came
storming up to me after church and tried to slap me. I grabbed her hand and
nuzzled her neck—much to the consternation of all the old church ladies—and
whispered, “You want me? The only way to get me is to agree to marry me at this
very moment. I won’t be offering again.” Pops ran a hand through his thin gray
hair. “She grabbed me by the ears, laid one on me, turned to poor Gladys, and
declared, Charles Buckley won’t be calling you anymore, Gladys. He’s
marrying me.”
Aaron
stared at his grandfather. “What the heck did you do to charm her?”
Excerpt
#2:
“Oh, my.” Melissa McDonald leaned
over the cloud she was perching on and shook her head. “Your daughter is at it
again.” She glared at her husband, who floated on an adjacent cloud.
Steven McDonald laughed, an
expression of amusement crossing his face. “Oh, don’t get your wings in a
bunch, Mel. That girl knows exactly what she’s doing, and I am darn proud of
her. She dedicates her life to doing good, and she has fun with it.”
Melissa
sighed. “I just wish she was more…ladylike. More polite. Sometimes, she is just
so blunt. Aggressive. I fear when the time comes, she won’t know how to yield.
Up here, I have no way to guide her, except for putting an occasional
suggestion in her head. I worry she will never settle down, have children, or
build a productive life.”
Steven slapped his knee, not
noticing that his hand passed right through his leg, and chortled. “Times have
changed, dear. Women no longer spend their days at tea parties. They have long
abandoned their hats and gloves. No, women are coming into their own. They are
seizing their fate, asserting their voice. Greta’s destiny is for great things.
Sure, I would have loved to be there personally to share advice and impart some
wisdom, but God had other plans.” He smiled. “Our daughter survived the
accident in which we perished for a reason. Folks down there have an angel in
their midst and they don’t even know it.”
Melissa“ frowned. “But that
Blodgett Corp. They’re dirty. They’re evil. They might harm her.”
Steven’s wings fluttered, and he
rose above his cloud. “And I have no doubt when the time comes, the Prince of
Darkness will gladly welcome the men and women in charge of Blodgett Corp into
his toasty realm. We can only do what we can do—watch, listen, and ask God to
intervene if necessary. When we arrived, St. Peter told us God had a plan for
Greta and it didn’t involve a premature ascendance into Heaven. We need to let
her life play out.” Steven smiled at his wife. “Now, let’s get over to the
nurturary so we can nurture a few more souls. Many angels are returning to
Earth today, and we need to make sure we assign them to worthy parents.” He rolled
his eyes. “There have been too many slip-ups lately. God wants stricter quality
control measures in place.”
Melissa groaned. “I just wish more
people realized that conception is a miracle. That God chose and gave
them a genuine gift. As a former teacher, it’s so hard to watch parents who
cross over to the dark side, putting themselves before their children. When you
become a parent, your child must become the center of your universe.” She shook
her head. “Why don’t humans get that?”
Steven gazed at his wife and
offered his hand. “It’s not our place to reason why. Certainly, every child
deserves love. That’s why it is so important that we choose worthy parents.
Sometimes…things just get screwed up. Free will can lead to all kinds of
harmful results. Unfortunately, humans make bad choices and a child is the one
who suffers. God deals with that in his own way. Our job is to give each child
the best chance at a worthy life.” He beckoned to his wife. “Come on, I’ll race
you. I love watching those itty-bitty wings trying to keep up.”
Melissa glared at him. “Steven
Joseph McDonald, one of these days I’m going to…”
A large rumble shot through the
sky, and a deep melodious voice reached their ears. “Now, Melissa, no need to
get wound up over a bit of teasing.” The voice chuckled. “One, two, three,
fly!”
An
interview with Seelie Kay
Q.
Why do you write romance?
Q.
Do you prefer a certain type of romantic hero?
I adore
smart, dashing gentlemen who aren’t afraid to live on the edge. They can be a
lawyer, a bad boy, a billionaire, a prince, or a secret agent. That hint of
danger just hooks me! However, they have to be paired with strong, independent
women who aren’t afraid to fight for what they want, even love. And brains over
brawn, every time!
Q.
Why did you write “In the Midst of Angels?”
For several reasons. When my father died during the pandemic (not from
COVID), I really struggled with the idea that I could never ever seek his
advice again. He lived in another city and was kept in a tight “bubble,” so
neither my son or I could visit. My mother had died 15 years prior and I
regularly had dreams in which we had some pretty serious discussions about love
and romance. That had me thinking about what type of advice they would give my
son about relationships and finding the right partner. I also wondered how they
would react to the relationship style of Millennials. Somedays, I feel like all
of the advanced technology they use has killed romance. They seem much more
practical about it, less playful. In a way, this book is a nod to my parents,
as well as a guide to romance for the younger generation.
Q.
You pretty much use lawyers as your main characters. Why?
It’s what I
know. After 30 years, the law and the legal world are so firmly embedded in my
brain that I can’t flush them out. That has become the lens through which I
view the world and that naturally guides my characters and plots. Injustice
infuriates me, but it also leads me to great stories. Even in this book, I find
a way to explore social and criminal justice issues.
Award-winning author Seelie Kay writes scintillating tales of lawyers in love, sometimes with a dash of kink.
Writing under a nom de plume, the former lawyer and journalist draws her stories from more than 30 years in the legal world. Seelie’s wicked pen has resulted in more than 24 works of fiction, including the new paranormal romance series Donovan Trait, as well the erotic romance Kinky Briefs series and The Feisty Lawyers romantic suspense series. She also authored The Last Christmas, The Garage Dweller, A Touchdown to Remember, The President’s Wife, The President’s Daughter, Seizing Hope, The White House Wedding, and participated in the romance anthology Pieces of Us.
When not spinning romantic tales, Seelie ghostwrites nonfiction for lawyers and other professionals. Currently, she resides in a bucolic exurb outside Milwaukee, WI, where she enjoys opera, the Green Bay Packers, gourmet cooking, organic gardening, and an occasional bottle of red wine.
Seelie is an MS warrior and ruthlessly battles the disease on a daily basis. Her message to those diagnosed with MS: Never give up. You define MS, it does not define you!
Seelie can be reached at www.seeliekay.com, www.seeliekay.blogspot.com, or on Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, or TikTok.
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