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Kudos for Spirited Away
4 STARS...Romantic Times
Bookclub Magazine!!!
"A touch of Ghost mixed with The Ghost and Mrs.
Muir adds up to a fresh, adventurous debut. Labud
stretches the boundaries of the genre just enough to satisfy
romance and paranormal readers."
—Kathe Robin
Read the full review
at
The Romantic Times BookClub
Online.
Publisher:
Zebra
Published:
April 2005 |
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Excerpt from
Spirited Away
by Pam Labud
Well made, he appeared to have
been created by an artist’s hand. Dark chestnut hair framed
his high forehead but was pulled back and fastened at the
nape of his neck. The hint of a scar ran down his right
cheek which made him appear quite dangerous.
Impatient at her hesitation the
spirit scowled.
Arianna felt the burn of her
blush as she considered just how that if he were alive, how
his wide, generous mouth and those white, perfect teeth
would feel scraping against her skin. A shiver passed
through her and he smiled, as though he could read her
thoughts.
At that moment she considered
how easy it would be for him to crush her smaller, slighter
form. Instead, he remained a still, immovable force,
harnessing all of his power and holding her with his stare.
He could have been carved out of granite, but a passion
burned in his gaze that made her at once curious and a
little bit fearful. Not of his imposing presence, she
realized, but of her own weak will that would likely have
her fall at his feet if he so desired.
“Well? Will you help me, or
not?”
Arianna shivered as the rich,
baritone sound wrapped around her senses. Though a veteran
of many late night conversations with the deceased, she had
never experienced more than the wispy, thready sounds of her
counterparts. This was different. It was deep, thick, and
virile. It aroused in her strange, new feelings.
"Well, do you have a voice,
woman?"
Arianna's deliciously decadent
thoughts came to a crashing halt at his condescending tone.
Arianna spoke through clenched
teeth. "I believe I just told you that I don't take
appointments before breakfast. Now, if you'd care to excuse
yourself and come back..."
"Blast and timbers, woman! I
have no time for such nonsense. There is vengeance to be
had. This is not some garden party."
"I realize you need
intervention, but I'm afraid I simply cannot help you right
now. I need rest. Please come back in the morning."
“I’m not leaving until you do as
I bid. My murderer still breaths and walks. I’ll not rest
until I’ve destroyed him. My current state of existence has
somehow been tied to you. For whatever reason I am stranded
here.”
Arianna crossed her arms,
tamping down on her rising temper. “What do you want?”
“I need you to kill a man.”
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Awards for
Spirited Away
(Formerly
Titled Lady Halverson's Ghost):
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Double Finalist RWA Rita
Award
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1st Place, Central Florida
Romance Writers Touch Of Magic Contest
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1st Place, Cour de Louisiane
Romancing the Tome Contest
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2nd Place, Charter Oak Award
of Excellence Contest
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2nd Place, NIRWA Opening
Gambit Contest
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2nd Place, SVRWA Gotcha
Contest
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2nd Place, HHRW Romance
Through The Ages Contest
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4th Place, HHRW Most
Memorable Hero Special Award
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