In Sickness and in Elf
by A.E. Jones
(Paranormal Wedding Planners #1 )
Publication Date: May 2, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Paranormal
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First in a new series from RWA Golden Heart® Winner
and RITA® Finalist, AE Jones.
and RITA® Finalist, AE Jones.
In Sickness and In Elf (Paranormal Wedding Planners #1)
What a wonderful
book, and a great start to a new series,
I cannot wait to get my hands on the
next book. This was
my first book from Author A.E. Jones, but will not be my
last.
This book was extremely engaging, I could not put it down.
I had to know
what was happening next. So much so before
I knew it, it was 8am and I had
finished the book.
This story is
centered on Alex and her Grandmother’s Bridal
Company. Everything is going
along fine till the Bride runs.
Worried for the woman unlike her bride’s maids
Alex chases
after her and what happens next has Alex questioning her
sanity. She
does not know what to do but defiantly not going
to tell the cops she dove in
the ocean and same away and
when she surfaced was no longer human, they would
all
think she is nuts. And she has to make sure her grandma’s business.
Then Peggy, Assistant
to Alex’s grandma list the help of
Devin, an Elf, but he no longer has his
powers. Having them
rescinded until his upcoming trial. But that will not stop
him
from helping them out. As they find a pattern of sabotage,
that they can
them try and catch the bad guys. And Alex
learns to cope with the knowledge that their supernaturals
are real, and some are closer then she ever knew. But as
the go Alex and Devin seem to be at
each others throats.
And as they go on become more drawn to one another.
When the Bad guy is raveled you will not believe who it is.
And what they do to Alex
is just wrong. But in the end the
biggest surprise is Handed out buy Alex’s
Grandma,
and what a big one that is.
Now before I ruin this
for you I will leave off here. I hope you
enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this book,
please consider
leaving a review. The Authors really like it
when you do; they value your
opinions too.
What a wonderful
book, and a great start to a new series,
I cannot wait to get my hands on the
next book. This was
my first book from Author A.E. Jones, but will not be my
last.
This book was extremely engaging, I could not put it down.
I had to know
what was happening next. So much so before
I knew it, it was 8am and I had
finished the book.
This story is
centered on Alex and her Grandmother’s Bridal
Company. Everything is going
along fine till the Bride runs.
Worried for the woman unlike her bride’s maids
Alex chases
after her and what happens next has Alex questioning her
sanity. She
does not know what to do but defiantly not going
to tell the cops she dove in
the ocean and same away and
when she surfaced was no longer human, they would
all
think she is nuts. And she has to make sure her grandma’s business.
Then Peggy, Assistant
to Alex’s grandma list the help of
Devin, an Elf, but he no longer has his
powers. Having them
rescinded until his upcoming trial. But that will not stop
him
from helping them out. As they find a pattern of sabotage,
that they can
them try and catch the bad guys. And Alex
learns to cope with the knowledge that their supernaturals
are real, and some are closer then she ever knew. But as
the go Alex and Devin seem to be at
each others throats.
And as they go on become more drawn to one another.
When the Bad guy is raveled you will not believe who it is.
And what they do to Alex
is just wrong. But in the end the
biggest surprise is Handed out buy Alex’s
Grandma,
and what a big one that is.
Now before I ruin this
for you I will leave off here. I hope you
enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this book,
please consider
leaving a review. The Authors really like it
when you do; they value your
opinions too.
Meet Alex Bennett—wedding phobic in a family of wedding
planners. Not the best combination, but being left at the altar
can wreak havoc on one’s self-esteem. When Alex’s
grandmother requests her help with a high-profile wedding,
Alex sets aside her fears to attend. But when the bride runs
away, and her grandmother’s business faces ruin, Alex will
do whatever it takes to uncover the truth. Even when the
truth leads to sabotaged weddings and a runaway bride who
isn’t human. The last thing Alex needs to deal with is the
overbearingly handsome man brought in to lead the
investigation.
Meet Devin Cole—a paranormal with no powers. Guilty until
proven innocent, his powers have been rescinded until his
upcoming trial, which he should be preparing for. He doesn’t
have time for a runaway bride case. But the bride is a
supermodel who also happens to be supernatural, so he and
his team must handle damage control. The last thing Devin
needs to deal with is a tempting woman who insists on being
part of the investigation…and has half the horny
supernatural male population chasing after her.
But with humans and supernaturals bent on destroying each
other, Alex and Devin must put aside their differences and
work together. Can Devin protect Alex and defeat the enemy
without his powers? And now that Alex knows supernaturals
do exist, can she once again believe in a
fairy-tale happily ever after?
Chapter 1
It was time. Alex peeked out the
door of the inn and clutched the bouquet of orchids to her chest to hide her
trembling hands. Hundreds of guests were perched on white wooden chairs in the
grass. Many of them, celebrities included, turned frequently to glance back at
the inn, hoping to catch the first glimpse of the wedding party. Excitement
buzzed in the air as a small group of invited paparazzi circled the crowd like
gnats, snapping pictures.
The inn was the
spot in San Diego. The timeless stone and wood inn overlooked the steep
cliff, while waves crashed below at the perfect volume—not so loud as to drown
out the string quartet, but in the background as an important part of the
ambiance.
Her grandmother made
sure the wedding was all
about ambiance.
Alex took a deep
breath and tried to remember the relaxation techniques Dr. Jennings taught her.
Nothing. Two years of counseling and she was drawing a blank. Her
heartbeat sped up, the pounding so loud it pulsed in her ears. Alex switched
the flowers to one hand and wiped her sweaty palm on her dress. The movement
stirred the petals, perfuming the air with a hint of vanilla. She sucked in
another deep breath and concentrated on the flowery fragrance.
She could do this.
She owed it to her grandmother. Heck, she owed it to herself.
She checked the clock
in the entryway. Three minutes and counting. Her friend Peggy walked toward
her, smiling.
“Is everything
ready?” Alex blurted.
“Of course. Your
grandmother is in charge.”
The crowd let out a
collective gasp when Bradley took center stage. His dark Armani suit fit his
toned, fit body to perfection, and his blond hair was cut short and styled
flawlessly. He looked like a movie star…which made perfect sense, since he was
a movie star.
Alex giggled. Oh,
no, there would be no uncontrollable giggling, laughing, or guffawing.
Although inappropriate laughter would be a far better choice than projectile
vomiting. Alex bit her lip to stifle another giggle from erupting.
Peggy leaned closer,
nudging Alex’s shoulder with her own. “He’s downright edible.”
“Peggy!” Alex
released the breath she’d been holding. Everything will be fine. It is all
going as planned.
Only one thing was
missing…
The bride.
As if on cue,
supermodel Sydney Thompson descended the staircase of the inn with her
entourage of three bridesmaids, a hairstylist, and a makeup artist in tow.
Alex’s grandmother, Lorinda Bennett, wedding planner for the ridiculously rich
and fabulously famous, completed the procession.
The group swarmed the
lobby, making tiny adjustments here and there to assure Sydney looked her best.
They didn’t need to worry. Statuesque and almost otherworldly, Sydney glowed.
Her strapless mermaid gown hugged her curves, and her long, blond hair hung in
loose waves around her shoulders.
Lorinda’s regal voice
broke through the high-pitched chatter. “Alexandra, the bouquet.”
Alex maneuvered
through Sydney’s anxious entourage and handed her the flowers. “You look
amazing.”
Sydney flashed her
gorgeous, insured-by-Lloyd’s-of-London smile. “Thanks.”
The music changed,
signaling the bridal party’s entrance, and Lorinda took over, reminding Alex of
a symphony conductor. Grandmother was in her glory, as well she should be.
Landing the Bradley Prentice and Sydney Thompson wedding had been a coup of
epic proportions.
Alex slipped outside
with Peggy to watch the bridesmaids proceed down the grassy aisle.
Peggy patted her
shoulder. “It’s good to have you here today, Alex.”
Alex nodded, since
her voice had deserted her. She hadn’t been to a wedding in two years, not
since her own almost-wedding. And she wouldn’t be here now if this wedding
wasn’t so important to her grandmother and to Bennett Bridal, Incorporated.
Working the ceremony today was her first step toward becoming the old Alex
Bennett again. The one her grandmother would be proud of.
In the middle of her
thought, irrational fear wrapped its icy fingers around her spinal column and
squeezed, and she had to lock her knees to keep from sprinting for cover.
Peggy continued,
“This is a huge day for the business. It’s icing on the cake to have you here
to help us.”
Alex smiled, although
she imagined it looked a tad maniacal. Peggy was Bennett Bridal’s office
manager and she was always in control. These days Alex was never in
control. It was quite annoying, really.
The Wedding March
swelled, and Alex swallowed hard, as if each chord was a new lump joining the
growing pile in her throat. For her, attending a wedding was as much fun as a
root canal without Novocain. But she couldn’t bring herself to confess her
phobia to Peggy or her grandmother, or tell either one about her panic attacks.
Rational human beings
didn’t have wedding phobias.
Chapter 1
It was time. Alex peeked out the
door of the inn and clutched the bouquet of orchids to her chest to hide her
trembling hands. Hundreds of guests were perched on white wooden chairs in the
grass. Many of them, celebrities included, turned frequently to glance back at
the inn, hoping to catch the first glimpse of the wedding party. Excitement
buzzed in the air as a small group of invited paparazzi circled the crowd like
gnats, snapping pictures.
The inn was the
spot in San Diego. The timeless stone and wood inn overlooked the steep
cliff, while waves crashed below at the perfect volume—not so loud as to drown
out the string quartet, but in the background as an important part of the
ambiance.
Her grandmother made
sure the wedding was all
about ambiance.
Alex took a deep
breath and tried to remember the relaxation techniques Dr. Jennings taught her.
Nothing. Two years of counseling and she was drawing a blank. Her
heartbeat sped up, the pounding so loud it pulsed in her ears. Alex switched
the flowers to one hand and wiped her sweaty palm on her dress. The movement
stirred the petals, perfuming the air with a hint of vanilla. She sucked in
another deep breath and concentrated on the flowery fragrance.
She could do this.
She owed it to her grandmother. Heck, she owed it to herself.
She checked the clock
in the entryway. Three minutes and counting. Her friend Peggy walked toward
her, smiling.
“Is everything
ready?” Alex blurted.
“Of course. Your
grandmother is in charge.”
The crowd let out a
collective gasp when Bradley took center stage. His dark Armani suit fit his
toned, fit body to perfection, and his blond hair was cut short and styled
flawlessly. He looked like a movie star…which made perfect sense, since he was
a movie star.
Alex giggled. Oh,
no, there would be no uncontrollable giggling, laughing, or guffawing.
Although inappropriate laughter would be a far better choice than projectile
vomiting. Alex bit her lip to stifle another giggle from erupting.
Peggy leaned closer,
nudging Alex’s shoulder with her own. “He’s downright edible.”
“Peggy!” Alex
released the breath she’d been holding. Everything will be fine. It is all
going as planned.
Only one thing was
missing…
The bride.
As if on cue,
supermodel Sydney Thompson descended the staircase of the inn with her
entourage of three bridesmaids, a hairstylist, and a makeup artist in tow.
Alex’s grandmother, Lorinda Bennett, wedding planner for the ridiculously rich
and fabulously famous, completed the procession.
The group swarmed the
lobby, making tiny adjustments here and there to assure Sydney looked her best.
They didn’t need to worry. Statuesque and almost otherworldly, Sydney glowed.
Her strapless mermaid gown hugged her curves, and her long, blond hair hung in
loose waves around her shoulders.
Lorinda’s regal voice
broke through the high-pitched chatter. “Alexandra, the bouquet.”
Alex maneuvered
through Sydney’s anxious entourage and handed her the flowers. “You look
amazing.”
Sydney flashed her
gorgeous, insured-by-Lloyd’s-of-London smile. “Thanks.”
The music changed,
signaling the bridal party’s entrance, and Lorinda took over, reminding Alex of
a symphony conductor. Grandmother was in her glory, as well she should be.
Landing the Bradley Prentice and Sydney Thompson wedding had been a coup of
epic proportions.
Alex slipped outside
with Peggy to watch the bridesmaids proceed down the grassy aisle.
Peggy patted her
shoulder. “It’s good to have you here today, Alex.”
Alex nodded, since
her voice had deserted her. She hadn’t been to a wedding in two years, not
since her own almost-wedding. And she wouldn’t be here now if this wedding
wasn’t so important to her grandmother and to Bennett Bridal, Incorporated.
Working the ceremony today was her first step toward becoming the old Alex
Bennett again. The one her grandmother would be proud of.
In the middle of her
thought, irrational fear wrapped its icy fingers around her spinal column and
squeezed, and she had to lock her knees to keep from sprinting for cover.
Peggy continued,
“This is a huge day for the business. It’s icing on the cake to have you here
to help us.”
Alex smiled, although
she imagined it looked a tad maniacal. Peggy was Bennett Bridal’s office
manager and she was always in control. These days Alex was never in
control. It was quite annoying, really.
The Wedding March
swelled, and Alex swallowed hard, as if each chord was a new lump joining the
growing pile in her throat. For her, attending a wedding was as much fun as a
root canal without Novocain. But she couldn’t bring herself to confess her
phobia to Peggy or her grandmother, or tell either one about her panic attacks.
Rational human beings
didn’t have wedding phobias.
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Growing up a TV junkie, award winning author AE Jones
oftentimes rewrote endings of episodes in her head when
she didn’t like the outcome. She immersed herself in sci-fi
and soap operas. But when Buffy hit the little screen she
knew her true love was paranormal. Now she spends her
nights weaving stories about all variation of supernatural
—their angst and their humor. After all life is about
both…whether you sport fangs or not.
AE lives in Ohio with her eclectic family and friends who in
no way resembles any characters in her books. Honest. Now
her two cats are another story altogether.
AE won RWA’s 2013 Golden Heart ® Award for her
paranormal manuscript, MIND SWEEPER. She is also
a 2015 RITA® finalist for Mind Sweeper for both First Book
and Paranormal Romance. AE is a member of Romance
Writers of America ® (RWA), North East Ohio Romance
Writers of America (NEORWA), The Golden Network,
and Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal (FF&P).
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