Paula Millhouse grew up in Savannah, Georgia where Spanish moss whispers tales in breezes from the Atlantic Ocean, and the Intracoastal Waterway.
As a child, Paula soaked in the sunshine and heritage of cobblestones, pirate lore, and stories steeped in savory mysteries of the south.
Paula lives with her husband at the base of the Blue Ridge Mountains with their pack and pride of furry babies.
In the southern tradition of storytellers, she loves sharing the lives of her characters with readers, and following her muse on the quest for happily-ever-afters in thrilling romantic fiction.
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The Kingdom of Chalvaren Romances
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Date of Publication: May 12, 2013
Number of pages: 39
Word Count: 15,630
Elf prince Kort Elias journeys to a new world in search of a stolen royal dragon egg and discovers a lost elven princess, a prophecy, and danger; and only true love–and an erotic magic he’s never experienced–will set them free.
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A Kingdom of Chalvaren Romance
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Date of publication: September 10, 2015
Print Length: 318 pages
Word count: 103,300K
When Mia Ansgar follows Elf Prince Kort Elias and his dragonlet Magnus back to the Kingdom of Chalvaren she wants her happy ever after, but Mia gets blindsided in a war where sorceress Isa Ansgar targets everything she loves with black magic and a legion of wraith-possessed elves, with the Kingdom of Chalvaren as the prize.
Kort’s fallen hard for Mia, but despite their passionate new love affair, how can he possibly protect her when she refuses to listen to him? Not only does Magnus imprint on Mia, she insists on using the powerful magic of Chalvaren’s ancient artifact, the Dragonstone, to stand up against the threat of Isa Ansgar.
Isa wants the Dragonstone’s magic to raise a powerful wizard from the grave so she can claim Chalvaren for herself. But, when she attacks Castle Elias and kidnaps Magnus, she sets in motion a revolution of magic where the elves of Chalvaren band together to stop her malicious crusade. Will Mia convince Isa to turn away from darkness and rejoin the light before it’s too late?
Chalvaren Rising Keynote:
With the love of Kort Elias, Chalvaren’s warrior-prince heir, Mia Ansgar will seize her birthright and become the great dragon-riding wizardess prophesied to free that elven kingdom from her embittered sorceress kin.
Back Cover Copy:
TO ASCEND TRIUMPHANT
Twenty-five years ago, Theo Ansgar abandoned the Kingdom of Chalvaren for a hiding place on another world. Some called him traitor. Some, thief. Now his fully grown daughter Mia must return to the land of her birth…and their war.
It was the elf prince Kort Elias who brought her back. Theirs was an instant connection, an inescapable union of body, soul and sorcery, reminding Mia of what she truly is, and what she must become. There is also Magnus, destined to be more potent than any wyrm Chalvaren has ever seen, a three-day-old dragonlet Mia must nurture and then ride. And then there is the Dragonstone, an artifact of power nonpareil. Joined, they can tip the scales of battle against the wraith-possessed forces of darkness, of Mia’s own embittered kin.
Redemption will be offered, the protected will become the protector, and an ancient prophecy will come to fruition, but only righteous love can conquer all.
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How long have you been writing?
I’ve been writing stories since the dawn of time – actually, I found myself writing stories when I was thirteen years old. My high-school chums and I would trade stories like most kids traded notes, and we’d critique them during class periods. I never got busted by the teacher, and yes, I did graduate.
Do you ever suffer from writer’s block? If so, what do you do about it?
Last fall after the release of my new novel I was so busy promoting the novel I didn’t schedule regular writing time. I’ve found the only way to deal with writer’s block is to write through it. Make certain you’re healthy too – I found after a battery of lab tests my Vitamin D level was severely low. Once I replenished the levels and got a little sunshine on my skin, my stories started flowing again.
Tell us something about your latest release that’s not in the blurb?
I painted an original watercolor map for my fantasy kingdom as a nod to JRR Tolkien. I worked closely with my editor, Chris Keeslar, and we were able to get the map in the front matter of the novel. Every fantasy novel deserves a good map.
What comes first, the plot, or the characters?
I write character-driven genre fiction. For me personally, the characters come to life when I free-write my first draft. As we travel along together in the story I discover things about them and pose problems and questions for them to answer. As the problems get deeper, the characters reveal more about themselves. Once I figure out what they’re going to do to solve those problems, the plot locks itself into place.
How many books have you written? Which one is your favorite?
I’ve published six books, but written parts of dozens more. By far, my personal favorite is my newest release, Chalvaren Rising: The Dragonstone has returned. There’s just something about the way that novel flows that suspends time for me. It takes me to a fantasy realm, with a high-heat romance between my main characters. Quite possibly the dragons in the story are some of my favorite characters of all time, particularly Magnus the dragonlet.
Excerpt from Chalvaren Rising:
“Dragons do exist…?” Mia Ansgar stared at the horse-sized creature. He slept peacefully just outside her cottage door under a protective spell of magic that she’d just helped conjure. She edged around Kort Elias, the strange but beautiful elf with whom she’d cast the spell—the first of her kind she’d seen who was not her family—to get a better look and satisfy her curiosity. “He’s awfully small. I thought they were bigger.”
“He’s only three days old, Mia,” Kort said, and joined her inspection. “Trust me. They get bigger. This little guy’s egg was stolen, and I’m here to see him returned to be with others of his kind on Chalvaren.”
The dragonlet’s wings were iridescent black like the rest of his hide, but their tips were swirled with purple and teal. His head was rather equine, Mia decided, with rounded bony horns.
She twisted and peeked up into Kort’s sapphire blue eyes. His magnificent face and pointed ears intrigued her, set her heartbeat racing.
She pointed at the beast. “What’s his name?”
“This dragon’s name is Magnus.”
“So, there are truly dragons. My father always said so. But…how did you both get here? To Earth.”
“That’s another story for another day. The main question is how we are all going to get back to Chalvaren.” Kort pointed at the dragonlet. “That containment spell we cast over him won’t last for long. I need your help to get Magnus home.”
Mia bolted upright. “For the good of the dragonlet I cast the containment spell by melding my aura with yours when we touched, but I don’t know how to work that kind of magic. Do you?”
He clearly knew how to work many kinds of magic. Kort clasped her hand in his then lifted it to his lips for a kiss. Mia’s belly flipped, warm and low, and her body flooded with desire.
It was new for her, this physical reaction if not the reason. Mia wanted a family more than anything else, more sometimes even than she wanted sunshine to warm her skin or air to sustain her life. After years of loneliness living by a human village that reviled and misunderstood her—
A violet aura, her magic signature, cascaded across her skin. Kort’s aura spiked, too. His was royal blue.
Handsome, six-foot-something and covered with hard muscle, and magical, this elf just might be the perfect male for her. Mia blinked several times, trying to take it all in, to reconcile this sudden change to her overly quiet and lonesome life. For twenty-one years she’d been hidden here on Earth, alone, friendless, with only her parents for company until their death. Now this. Him. Out of nowhere.
To mask her discomfort she said, “My mother taught me magic auras are tied to our gods. Yours is blue. Your deity must be Marineth, the demigoddess of peace, unity, and trust.” Indeed, Kort had those very words tattooed on his arms in elven runes. She could see them clearly as he pulled her close.
“And your violet aura ties you to Varik. You know about our people, Mia? About our ways?”
She gripped his hand tighter. “Before my parents died they told me other elves would come for me someday. My father didn’t say I’d get to rescue a dragon.”
“Did your father say why he stole the Dragonstone and hid you away for twenty years?”
Mia flinched. Defending her father’s decision might prove difficult in front of Kort Elias, Prince of Chalvaren and next in line to the throne. It was his family that had been deprived of the artifact.
“He did it to prevent a war. A holy war, I think…” Mia glanced down at the sleeping dragonlet and tried to remember all the details. “He said there was a struggle between Heaven and Hell, like the humans believe…or good versus evil, if you want to think of it that way. A wizard who practiced black magic was killed for tapping unsanctioned power, and his wife went crazy. Her actions threatened to tear the seven kingdoms of Chalvaren apart. My father took the Dragonstone so the wife couldn’t use it.”
Kort nodded then sighed. “He did the right thing, I think. Magic should be used to sustain life, not take it—and she would have gotten hold of the stone. Our allied kingdoms are at peace now…for the most part.”
Mia lifted her eyebrow. “Go on.”
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