New Distribution Channels for ‘Just Within a Highland Mist’ by Dawn Marie Hamilton and an Excerpt

I’ve been doing some more formatting this month. Just Within a Highland Mist, a Highland Gardens novella, the fifth tale in the series is now available at Apple and Kobo.

Fae pixies are meddling with Gregor’s heart…

At the garden archway, he slipped her hand into his and entered first to ensure naught was awry. He’d vowed to keep her safe.

“Oh, this is lovely,” she said as they traversed the path through the garden beds filled with vegetables and herbs to the rose garden, where he seated her on the turf bench, abloom with small, fragrant white flowers. The gentle scent was heady. As was her beauty.

“I owe you an apology,” she said.

He frowned. “Whatever for?”

“For not believing your story about the pixies.”

“I guess ’tis hard to believe in something you have never seen.”

“I saw one last night.”

Her admission made his brows rise. “You did?”

“Yeah. In my room, while I was bathing. Before you came. She wore a purple gown and had sheer lavender wings. Like that one there.” Emily pointed to a dragonfly-like creature perched on a shiny rose leaf.

He held out a hand and the ebony-haired pixie jounced onto his palm.

Tee teehee hee. Tee teehee hee. Tee teehee hee.

The wee creature’s voice tinkled like the sweetest chimes.

“Here is another!” Emily leapt to her feet and held out a hand. A blonde pixie with green wings landed on an outstretched finger. “This one has iridescent peridot wings.”

Gregor brought his hand closer to his face for a better look at the one he held.

Emily did the same with hers. “Hello,” she murmured.

Tee teehee hee. The pixies giggled again, before blowing dust into their faces. Then with more giggles, they flew away, high over the garden wall.

Emily and Gregor sneezed in unison, and then dropped onto the bench, overcome with laughter. Tears of merriment streamed from both their eyes.

“They are so cute,” Emily said, when she sobered.


Trail through a magic forest in fog with vintage toning

New Distribution Channels for

Just Within a Highland Mist


Now available at:

Apple and KOBO.

Also available at:

Amazon and Barnes & Noble


~Dawn Marie

Happy Spring! And, a Sneak Peek: Just Wait For Me


Happy Spring!

Spring has finally sprung in my neighborhood, and I’m crazy busy working on my next book. In the meantime, more birds are visiting our feeders and a bluebird couple has moved into the bluebird house on our fence. Watching them is a wonderful diversion during breaks.

Just Wait For Me

Coming Summer 2015

Since I’m working on JUST WAIT FOR ME, the third full-length novel in the Highland Gardens series, I thought I might share the opening lines (unedited) from the prologue…

9 September, 1513
Near the village of Branxton

The king is dead.

Anguish tore from her halfling soul with a fae scream that reverberated over the field of devastation like rolling thunder. Silence ensued. Men frozen in fear.

Caitrina dropped to her knees beside the redheaded warrior and ran gentle fingers along the bloodied curve of his handsome face. Damn Oonagh! Damn the fae queen! She’d refused to allow Caitrina to intervene in the politics of the mortals and prevent this tragedy.

Now, the king lay dead, fatally wounded by an arrow and a bill. Be damned the English and their nasty weapon—the bill, a staff mounted with hooked chopping blade and pointed projections. The Scots hadn’t stood a chance against the onslaught in this slippery, hilly terrain with their cumbersome pikes.

Heart broken, she cradled the man to her breast. Such greatness lost. Tears spilled unchecked onto his precious face. Too late. Even the magic tears of a Sithichean princess couldn’t revive the king.

“Caitrina! Let us be away from here.” The brùnaidh, the Maclachlan Clan brownie, fussed at her back. “We must remove Stephen from the field before the English learn he lives and plunge a bill into his chest.”

She ignored the wee man. How would the Scots forge forward without their beloved king—with only a bairn and the sister of the despised English monarch to guide them?

~Dawn Marie

Cover for Just in Time for a Highland Christmas

Cover Reveal: Just in Time for a Highland Christmas

Just in Time for a Highland Christmas

A Highland Gardens Novella

Book #2.5

Just in Time for a Highland Christmas

Release Date: Late November

Can a determined brownie craft a perfect match in time for Christmas?

When the Chief of Clan MacLachlan travels to the stronghold of his feuding neighbors to fetch his betrothed, she is gone. A year later, she is still missing. Making life more vexing, a band of reivers are stealing clan cattle, leaving behind destruction. Archibald MacLachlan determines to capture them and administer harsh punishment.

Though once in love with the man, Isobell Lamont refuses to wed her clan’s enemy. After running away, she joins the band of reivers set on revenge.

Can Archibald forgive the raven-haired beauty? Will a journey through time bring them together for a Highland Christmas?

~Dawn Marie

Sometimes it’s nice to be normal

I love the paranormal. I love reading about it. I love writing about it. I even like contemplating it in my ordinary life, just for fun. But every now and then, it’s kind of nice to be normal. To live in the ordinary world.

Oh, don’t get me wrong here, I don’t mean the ordinary, everyday modern world. That would just be too boring. Honestly, I don’t like reading New Merry6x8contemporary stories unless there’s a paranormal element in them. Waaay too boring. Sorry.

But historicals, now, they can be fun. The historical element adds that little bit of spice, just like the paranormal element does. It keeps things just a little off kilter.

I don’t mind admitting that I’ll read anything historical from nearly any time period—there was one set in ancient Rome that I just had a bit of difficulty suspending my disbelief. But other than that Medieval, Regency, Victorian, even ancient Mesopotamia would be just fine with me.

On the writing side, I’ve written both Medieval (The Children of Avalon series, but that’s fantasy as well, so does it count?) and Regency (the Merry Men Quartet is non-fantasy, my Storm series is Regency and fantasy). It takes a good deal of research to write these books because while you are creating a world in very much the same way you’re creating one in a paranormal book, it’s actually got to have some relation to how things actually happened and how people actually lived at the time.

And then, of course, with historicals you can add in all sorts of fun stuff that you can’t have in your ordinary contemporary novel—sword fights, knights in armor, people dying of diseases we’ve long-ago found the cure for (okay, that last one isn’t so much fun, but it is a great plot device). You’ve got people in interesting clothes, traveling in interesting ways (horseback, carriages of all descriptions or by those funny things at the end of your legs, yeah, walking!), doing interesting things like fighting wars we already know the outcome of.

And just like in fantasy novels, there’s always a little bit more—a mystery, a new culture to explore, or politics to negotiate. These plots add urgency to your basic historical plot as well as fun. So, just for fun and to do something a little different, you might want to pick up a historical novel. Naturally, I’ve got three you might try in my Merry Men Quartet. A Dandy in Disguise is a mystery, An Exotic Heir discovers a new culture (India during the Raj) and The Merry Marquis is a marriage of convenience story. Try ‘em, you might like’em.