Double the Passion!

Welcome Readers,

I’m always excited to host guest writers, and today I’m honored to have Shiela Stewart on board to tell us a little about herself and her steamy, paranormal romance reads, Discovery in Passion and Escape in Passion. Kick back, read an excerpt, and don’t forget to claim your copy of each today!

Shiela Stewart


Shiela Stewart is a paranormal suspense author with a writing history that stems back to her youth.  Always a dreamer, wondering if her stories would ever reach an audience, she was finally published in 2006 and hasn’t stopped since.  It is rare to find a stand-alone book as she prefers series stories. Her longest-running series to date is her Darkness series, which is a vampire romance.

Her joy for scary suspense is evident in each of her books. She has had several accomplishments, including fighting for the top spot in the rankings with author Stephanie Myers, receiving glowing reviews as well as interviews on local television and reviews and interviews in The Romantic Times Magazine.

When not writing, Shiela spends her time with the love of her life, William, and their children and grandchildren. Her strong affection for animals is evident in the many cats she cares for.

Her favourite time of the day is at sunset.

Ten Things About Sheila

Have you ever read a book and wondered who the person was who wrote the book, what they’re like? I have. Thanks to the internet we can search them out and find out little things about their life outside of writing. It made me think that my readers might get a kick out of learning some things about me. So here are ten facts you might find interesting.

1: I am obsessed with the TV series, Supernatural. I have watched every episode, numbers of times. I have  several funko pops of the characters in the series as well as other memorabilia.I count down the days until it’s on and if anyone dares talk during the show, I get very angry.  Sadly, after 15 years on TV, this will be their last season. I’m trying hard not to think about it much. I might break down and cry.

2: My house burned to the ground when I was seven. We lost everything, and my mother had third-degree burns on both her hands and arms from going into the house for our belongings.

3: I’m Bipolar as are my oldest son and my daughter.

4: I was asked to be in a rock band at 15, but my parents forbade it.

5: I have eaten fried chicken hearts, chicken feet, pigs feet and cow brains. And lived to tell the tale.  I will never eat those things again.

6:  I learned how to ride a horse when I was nine and never once did I get bucked off. My little sister was not so lucky.

7: I can cross one eye while the other stays straight. It freaks my husband out. LOL

8: I saw my very first horror movie when I was seven. I tiptoed from my bedroom and snuck down the stairs. I heard my parents watching a fairly loud movie and I just had to see what it was. The movie was called Straight Jacket and was about a mentally disturbed woman who ended up killing her husband.  I watched for a good fifteen minutes until they caught me. That was the beginning of my desire for scary movies.

9:  The movie that tipped it over the edge and made me a horror lover was Stephen King’s Cujo. My older sister took my little sister and me to see it in the theatre. I was thirteen, and my older sister was nineteen, my younger sister was nine. Clearly, we were too young for the movie, but that was part of the thrill. I loved the movie. My younger sister did not. Walking home after the movie, we passed a used car lot which was surrounded by a chain-link fence. It was after ten, and we were all a little jittery. The next thing we know a huge husky jumped on the fence, barking, and scared the hell out of us. Best moment of my life. My adrenaline was pumping.

10: I own seven cats, as well as several fish. I’m called the crazy cat lady which I’m proud of. Because of my Supernatural obsession, I’ve named two of my cats two characters from the show. Castiel and Meg. Castiel is an angel on the show, and Meg is a demon. So there you go. Now you know a bit about me. I hope you enjoy my books.

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Discovery in Passion Sales Blurb:

Wanting to start fresh, Cassie Evans relocates to the small town of Passion where she moves into the home of her dreams, complete with a dreamy next-door neighbour, artist, and handyman Thomas Healy. The only problem is, the house she bought just might be haunted.
 Thomas Healy lives a life of solitude, and that suits him just fine. Then Cassie Evans moves in next door and begins to turn his peaceful life upside down. He tries to ignore her, but ignoring a woman as beautiful as Cassie isn’t so easy, especially when she shows up at your door, naked, begging for you to paint her. Thomas’ first mistake was to agree to it, his second was to take Cassie to bed, now she’s all he can think about.
 When their blossoming love is overshadowed by a ghostly haunting, the curious Cassie launches an investigation into the life and death of her home’s previous owner, uncovering a mystery and attracting the attention of a killer. Where will Cassie’s discovery lead her? To the love of her life or to death itself?


Since she had nowhere to go but outside, Cassie rested her bags on the patio floor, and held the door for them while they moved the sofa outside. Her mouth absolutely watered watching the muscles bulging in the arms beneath Thomas’ shirt. She wouldn’t mind watching him work all day. She let out a long sigh after she left the room. In no time at all, they had the furniture moved to her garage and her dining room back to nearly empty with only the table and chairs in it.

“I’ve ordered the hardwood, and it’ll be here in two days,” Thomas spoke as he walked past her.

“Two days?”

“It takes time to order that much in and have it delivered. And it’ll give me time to sand down the floorboards and clean them before laying the hardwood down. That stain on the carpet went right down to the floorboards.”

“Yeah, I don’t know where that came from. It wasn’t there when I first got here.”

“Probably just didn’t see it. “

“No, it wasn’t there,” Cassie insisted.

“That’s the spot the Talbots were killed,” Pete piped in, carrying a few of the bags from Cassie’s trunk.

“Why, thank you, Pete. You didn’t need to carry in the groceries.”

He shrugged. “I wasn’t doing anything else.”

“What did you say when you came in?” Cassie took the bags from him and set them on the counter.

“Edward and Luanne Talbot were murdered in the living room here by their only son. He offed himself right after in his bedroom.”

He’d caught her attention now. Turning to him, Cassie’s eyes widened. “Someone was murdered in my house?”

“Yeah…um…about ten years ago, I think, yeah, it’s nearly ten.  First murder-suicide on the record in this town,” Pete added, tapping a finger on his head. “Everyone talked about it for a long time. Still do, on occasion.”

Cassie stared at him, her mouth open.

“You didn’t know?”

“No, I didn’t know.” Murdered. In her home. She shivered. “Are you telling me that no one replaced that carpet after the murders?” Cassie shivered again.

“Oh, sure, it’s been replaced a few times, but that stain always comes through. People say the place is haunted.”

“People tend to gossip a lot in small towns. Are there more bags in Miss Evans’ trunk, Pete?” Thomas inquired.


“Maybe you should go get them,” Thomas prodded.

“Sure thing.”

“Did you know about this?” Cassie asked Thomas after Pete had left.

“I’d heard rumours. But only that, rumours. Small towns are full of them. I wouldn’t worry too much about it.”

“Oh, sure, easy for you to say. You don’t live in a haunted house.” Cassie looked around uneasily. Why hadn’t she been informed of the history when she’d purchased it? That explained the price being so low.

“This place isn’t haunted.” Thomas walked to the door and took the bags from Pete. “I’ve got a guy coming in tomorrow to look at the walls. He says he can have them painted for you the same day if you pick colours he can get quickly. I’d rather have the walls painted before I do the hardwood.”

“You called a guy about painting for me? How sweet. Okay, that works for me. I like fast.” Cassie winked at him, knowing full well he caught the sexual innuendo in her words. “I want the walls in aquamarine.”

 “Hopefully, he can get that for you.”

“They’re not hard to mix. I guess I won’t be sitting in my living room any time soon. Hey, where did you put my TV?”

“In your bedroom. I figured you’d want to watch something while we fix up the place.”

“You were in my bedroom?” Her voice dipped low and sultry.

“To put the TV in it.”

Her eyes lowered, and she smiled. “Uh huh.”

“This is all of it,” Pete spoke, entering with the last bag and a large boxed fan.

“Thank you, Pete. You are a sweetie.” She took the bags, and then leaned in to kiss his cheek. He was too young for her, but she enjoyed making him blush. “Would you boys like something to drink?”

Face flushing, Pete responded. “I’ll take a rain check. I have to go to another job. Call me later, Tom, and let me know when to be here to do the floor.”

“You bet.”

“Bye, Pete. He’s cute,” Cassie added after he’d left the house.

“He has a girlfriend,” Thomas stated, leaving the kitchen and heading to the living room.

“I have no doubt. He is a sweetie. Were you implying that I might be making a move on him?”

“It was only a comment.”

The floor looked like hell, and she could see the stain in the wood. Shuddering at the thought of where it had come from, Cassie turned her attention back to Thomas. “No, it wasn’t. You thought I was making a pass at him.”

“It was obvious you were.” He crouched down with his hammer and began hammering down loose nails.

She took offense. “Well, I wasn’t.”

“Why did you kiss him on the cheek, then?” “I like to flirt, but I wasn’t making a pass at him. I’m more direct when I make my passes.” She knelt down beside him. “Like this.” Taking his chin in her hand, Cassie moved in for the kiss. She made it quick, but definitely potent, and when she released him, Cassie could tell he’d been affected by it. “That was a pass.” Leaving him with the taste of her lips on his, Cassie headed up the stairs to change into her bikini.

Escape in Passion Sales Blurb

 Victor Davis is a man trying to escape the tragedy of his past. Several months ago, a bullet that meant for him killed his girlfriend by mistake. Now struggling to move on, Victor’s taken over as the chief of police of Passion. Vic knows everyone in Passion, so naturally, he can’t help but notice when beautiful stranger, Julia Wilson moves into the small town.
 Mysterious and alluring, Julia came to Passion with one thing on her mind, avenging the death of her sister. Desperate to find the truth, and keeping her true identity a secret, Julia enters into an affair with the one man she thinks might be able to give her answers—Victor Davis.
 Lust and love run rampant when Victor and Julia enter into a torrid romance. But Julia’s deception turns dangerous, and secrets from Victor’s past soon threaten their fragile relationship. Murder, kidnapping, and an escape that you’ll never forget.

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