Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Release Day Blitz - "Interview with a Wolf" by Ethan Radcliff

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Interview with a Wolf
Ethan Radcliff
Paranormal Romance
122 pages

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For over three hundred years, Ward C. Wolf has hidden his true nature, that of a werewolf. Bitten in a frenzy of sexual excitement, he’s cursed for an eternity.

It’s 2018. Wolf is rich. He’s successful and has finally come to terms with his inner beast. He’s decided to reveal to the world that monsters do exist. He’s chosen his interviewer carefully, Theresa Cappiato, a smart, sassy, and attractive young woman. She’s the perfect candidate because she harbors an inner power that might even match his own.

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“An exceptional read that delves into the past and the beginning of the werewolf Ward C. Wolf…..Remarkable work, as always from this author and I thoroughly enjoyed this well written story that will captivate you and hold you in it's spell until you reach the very end. The characters are wonderfully written and very well defined, and a bit complex...I loved this book and I cannot recommend it highly enough!” ~ Kathy Rouchelle

“HOLY MOLY… I am not sure what I was expecting when I read the title of the book but I must admit this was a totally wonderful erotic surprise. The book is very well written to the point if you’re a non-believer of the shifter world or they really aren’t your reading thing, you just might change your mind. Mr. Radcliff’s unique flare for words and his amazing imagination will have you glued to the pages, not to mention his erotic style of writing will have your toes curling and wanting a Ward C. Wolf of your very own….Kudo’s Mr. Radcliff for a phenomenal read. It’s a quick sexy read that I highly recommend readers grab up ASAP. 2 Thumbs Up and 5 Howling stars for Interview with a Wolf.”
~ Barbara

About the Author:

Ethan Radcliff grew up in New York. Writing has always been a pastime of his, along with sports.

He enjoys writing all genres, including erotic poetry.

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Monday, January 14, 2019

Book Spotlight - "Birch's Faith" by Ceeree Fields

Betrayal cuts deeper than a double bladed knife.

Trained warrior, Birch McKennery learned the hard way to never trust anyone. Until Zev. She breaks all of her rules and falls in love with him. His betrayal stabbed so deep that Birch fled instead of fighting for what she wanted.

Battle honed, Zev Gridnev has one focus - finding his parents' killers. Until Birch. He becomes infatuated with the sexy warrior, lost in her. Then she disappears like mist in the sunlight. At yet another loss, he closes his heart and pours himself back into his first obsession.

When Zev sees an armed figure darting from the exploding medical center, he acts on instinct and tackles the fleeing suspect. Only to discover the suspect is none other than the woman who disappeared with his heart ten years ago.

Forced together, Birch and Zev work to untangle the mystery surrounding the bombing of Kliendorf Medical and discover the plot to a war that began years ago with the murder of his parents. Now the web of deceit has grown to encompass the Mutants to the east, mercenaries, the military and the Brotherhood of Uriel. As they plunge deeper into danger, will Zev and Birch rediscover the love they both thought long dead? Or will it disappear like mist when their mission ends?

If you relish kickass heroines who take no prisoners and alpha males who stand by their chosen loves, you'll enjoy this new adult fantasy romance series.

~Map of Amelorica~


        They rode for hours. Zev had a love hate relationship with her slider. He hated how small it was, a dull ache had set up residence in his back at his hunched position. But he loved having Birch's body cradled against his.
Her voice broke through his musings.
"There's a good place up ahead to rest. Just go a bit slower." She pointed to the direction he needed to take. Following a few more finger points and shouted directions, he pulled the slider into a clearing.
The silence was deafening after the constant wind and dark rumble of the slider was gone.
Lifting the goggles to rest against the top of his head, he took his first look around. Gorgeous. Just ahead the full moon hung dramatically in the night sky, an awe-inspiring backdrop to the massive waterfall and glistening pool. The slight mist made from the falling water hitting the pool gave the entire area an otherworldly feel.
"This is one of my favorite places to camp," she said, climbing from the seat behind him.
He missed her warmth as soon as she slipped off.
Dismounting, he opened the panniers. "Why don't you go get cleaned up?"
She smiled, lifting her bandaged hands. "I need you to help me get these bandages off."
"Do I need to wrap them up again?"
"No, Dahlia said if I kept them wrapped today and didn't use them, then when we stopped tonight I could leave them off. I've just got to put the salve on once a day and do my exercises."
"Damn. That stuff works faster than the gel they used on me and Trevor during a riot we broke up once in Icaria."
"It's new. And even though it's amazing, it smells horrid." She laughed. "So, no sniffing."
"Just means I have to get closer." He teased and snagged her around the waist to scrape his scruff against her neck as he made exaggerated sniffing noises.
Another fit of laughter passed her lips and he couldn't resist the temptation. Leaning in, he slid his lips over the satin smoothness of hers. She opened to him on a moan and clutched his shoulder. It was a signal he'd have taken any other day, but today he wanted something different. Not rushed. And definitely not scraping along the itchy grass with no blanket between them and it.
"Bandages, bath and then we'll hide away for a little while, Birch."
She hummed, her eyes mysterious in the darkness. "Meet me at the waterfall?"
"Determined aren't you." He claimed her lips again and only separated them when he needed air. "No, those rocks are unforgiving. Now, if I could see into the pool I'd be trying that venue, but I can't so it's going to be our tent."
"Fine. Separate baths."
"Now you get it. Hold out your hands and let me get those things off. While you get your bath I'll put the tent up and while I get mine you can do your exercises." He kissed each fingertip before removing the next glove. It didn't matter that her hand stank, it didn't matter that some of the ointment stuck to his lips, what mattered most to him was seeing the healed skin. Still a slight pink, but beautiful. "We're going to need you as healed as possible if the situation gets dicey with your uncle."
She bent to grab her pack after her gloves were gone. "You're right. All the 'have to's' first then," Her eyes trailed over his body and she slicked her tongue across the bottom of her lip, "and then the 'want to's'."
Half hard from that display, he pointed at her. "Evil."
"At least you'll be thinking about me while I'm gone." She teased, sauntering towards the waterfall.
"As if I had ever stopped," he muttered.
After setting up the tent, he gathered firewood and dug a pit. The rest she should be able to handle while he washed away the dust and grime.
She rejoined him just as he finished stocking the fire pit with wood.
"Ugh! We got a ground tent?"
Confused, he looked from the tent to her. It was an everyday tent, similar to what everyone used except for the weird coils that snaked out under it. He'd assumed it was something Pop and Kael had designed to make it more comfortable. "I've no idea what that means. I took the tent that was in the corner of your room."
A bright smile replaced the scowl. "Oh, okay." Her eyes turned towards the fire pit. "I thought we were washing up, eating some of the hardtack and trailmix, then going to bed."
"We are, but you'll need to do your exercises in the morning and I won't be functional without coffee."
"I'll set everything up and we'll only have to light it when we roll out of bed," she said immediately catching on to his thinking.
Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, he pointed to a small sack. "Everything Dahlia sent is in that. I'm off to get cleaned up. There's a shockgun in the tent if you run into trouble."
Birch smirked. "Oh, I'm not supposed to do the damsel in distress call?"
"You, my mist are not and have never been a damsel in distress." He turned and jogged to the water.

~Author Bio~

CeeRee Fields currently lives in Groningen, the Netherlands with her husband and cat. Since she was born in Alabama and moved to the Netherlands, Dutch is not her first language which gets her into mischief in various stores around town when she tries to speak it.

She loves writing, building worlds that her characters can explore and break if they feel the need. Action, adventure, and love are her favorite things. And when stuff gets blown up who says the guy is the only one who gets to do it?

Thursday, January 10, 2019

#BookReview – “White Lies” by Jayne Ann Krentz


Relationships are challenging enough for most single over-thirty women. For level-ten parasensitive Clare Lancaster, they're a minefield. The elite few who know her secret call her a human lie detector, and any falsehood, no matter how subtle or well hidden, sets her blood racing. Over the years, Clare has come to accept that someone with her extraordinary talents is unlikely to find a suitable mate. And she's even resigned herself to the fact that everyone, to one degree or another, hides behind a facade.

Including her recently deceased brother-in-law. When Clare finds the body of Brad McAllister, the golden child of Stone Canyon, Arizona, the posh residents turn a suspicious eye in her direction. As Archer Glazebrook's daughter, Clare is shielded from the law, but not the gossip. It seems that meeting the half sister and family whom she did not know until seven months ago was a mistake. Now her father summons her from California to play a role in his business empire, and Clare doesn't intend on making the same mistake twice.

But after meeting Jake Salter, Archer Lancaster’s “business consultant,” she is convinced that things aren’t what they seem. Salter’s careful conversation walks a delicate line between truth and deception, revealing and resisting. Something sparks and sizzles between them—something more than the usual electricity between a man and a woman.

Caught in a dizzying storm of secrets, lies, and half-truths, Jake and Clare will plunge into an investigation that demands every bit of their special gifts. Together, they must overcome their mutual distrust in order to unravel a web of conspiracy and murder.


The Arcane Society series moves to the modern era in this installment.
Clare Lancaster has a bad habit of finding dead bodies at the most inopportune times. A few months ago, she met her long lost father and instantly connected with her half-sister, Elizabeth (Liz), whom she helped to escape from an abusive relationship. After Liz’s ex, Brad, winds up dead, suspicion falls on Clare. She’s a human lie detector, meaning she can sense when someone is lying, but she doesn’t quite know what to make of Jake Salter, a man who hides every lie in a truth.
Jake works for her father as a business consultant, but he’s more than a man with a flair for how to handle money. As an undercover agent for the Jones and Jones paranormal investigation firm, he’s in Arizona to stop the bad guys who are once again trying to recreate the founder’s formula.
The Arcane Society is a large, wide-spread, and mysterious group of psychically-enhanced people that date their origin a few hundred years back to a powerful alchemist, Sylvester Jones. The leading family in the society is the Joneses, and they have more than their fair share of secrets, the most important of which is Sylvester’s formula.
Clare, Jake, and her family all have special gifts and belong to the society. Clare’s return to Arizona causes a slew of problems, especially for Jake and his investigation, but their chemistry is off the charts.
Each book is this series is a standalone, but it’s a good idea to read all of them in order to better picture the world and learn about all the secrets the Arcane Society has. This book briefly referenced “The Perfect Poison” to explain how the Jones and Jones agency came to be, so it was fun to read a little bit about Caleb. I wish Ms Krentz would’ve mentioned exactly how Jake and his cousin Fallon are descended from the couples in the historical books, but it’s not hard to figure out if you match their psychical talents to those from the past (to do so, you gotta read the other books).
There were a few typos, but I really enjoyed this book. It’s fast-paced and more story-driven than the historical books in my opinion. I look forward to reading more.
4 Stars

Note -- Even though this book is considered number 2 in the Arcane Society series, it’s technically number 4 if you read the books in chronological order (not publication date). Personally, I read all of the Amanda Quick (historical) books first, then the Jayne Anne Krentz (contemporary) books, and lastly the (futuristic) ones by Jayne Castle. For readers who don’t know, these three authors are the same author, and she uses different names for each time period.

Disclaimer – I bought this book for my own enjoyment. I am not paid or compensated in any way, shape, or form for this honest review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.

Wednesday, January 9, 2019

#BookReview – “The Perfect Poison” by Amanda Quick


Plagued by rumors that she poisoned her fiancé, Lucinda Bromley manages to live on the fringes of Victorian London's polite society, tending her beloved plants—and occasionally consulting on a murder investigation. For the notorious botanist possesses a unique talent: she can detect almost any type of poison, especially those that have their origins in the botanical kingdom.

But the death of a lord has shaken Lucinda to her core. At the murder scene, she picks up traces of a poison derived from a very rare species of fern. So rare, in fact, that only one specimen exists in all of England—and it was stolen from her conservatory just last month.

To keep her name out of the investigation and to find the murderer, Lucinda hires a fellow Arcane Society member. Caleb Jones runs a psychical investigation agency. A descendant of the founder of the Society, he is very good at protecting its secrets—and frighteningly good getting at the truth. Immediately, Lucinda senses both a raw power and undeniable intensity in the imposing man.

But as a nearly overwhelming desire blooms between Caleb and Lucinda, they are drawn into the dark heart of a deadly conspiracy that can be traced to the early days of the Arcane Society—and to a legacy of madness that could plunge Caleb into the depths of his own tortured soul…


In this Arcane Society book, Lucinda Bromley’s reputation is absolutely ruined after she’s accused of poisoning her fiancé months earlier. She’s a highly-adept botanist who can feel and see the power of the plants around her, and she can sense the presence of any poison, especially if it’s plant-based. After one of her rare ferns is stolen and used as a poison to murder someone, she seeks help from Caleb Jones.
Caleb comes from the powerful Jones family. They trace their lineage back to Sylvester the Alchemist, the founder of the Arcane Society, and every member of the family for generations is known to have incredible psychical powers. Caleb, however, is cursed to fall into madness and take his own life. He fights the curse every day, but after meeting Lucinda, he realizes there’s more to life than solving puzzles and mysteries.
Lucinda is my favorite heroine from the series, so far. She’s a strong woman due to the terrible loss and ordeal she’s suffered, and if not for the fortune she’d inherited, she likely would’ve been homeless on the street.
Caleb is stubborn, obsessive over his work, and so dense at times you just want to slap him. He knows how to behave in the polite society, but he often chooses not to because he doesn’t have the time to bother with niceties. His attitude was actually refreshing.
Lucinda’s cousin Patricia, and Caleb’s friend Fletcher, are great additions to the story. I really liked them and would’ve loved to read more about their romance. Lady Victoria returns with her matchmaking efforts. Unfortunately, Harrow from the previous books didn’t return in this one, and he’s one of my favorite characters.
The writing is good, but the book is wordy and there are lots of taglines. The series continues into the contemporary setting under the author name Jayne Ann Krentz, and I look forward to reading how the new characters will connect to the Jones family from the first three books.
4 Stars

Note -- Even though this book is considered number 6 in the Arcane Society series, it’s technically number 3 if you read the books in chronological order (not publication date). Personally, I read all of the Amanda Quick (historical) books first, then the Jayne Anne Krentz (contemporary) books, and lastly the (futuristic) ones by Jayne Castle. For readers who don’t know, these three authors are the same author, and she uses different names for each time period.

Disclaimer – I bought this book for my own enjoyment. I am not paid or compensated in any way, shape, or form for this honest review. I will not change or alter this review for any reason unless at my discretion.

Tuesday, January 8, 2019

Release Day Blitz and Quickie Interview - "Taken as Theirs" by Kryssie Fortune

Publisher - Stormy Night Publications
Release Date - January 4, 2019
Genre - Erotic Paranormal romance

As a breeder--one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged world--Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind... until two fearsome beasts decided to take her for themselves.

Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate, and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her body's response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it isn't long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane's pack accept a human girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?

Publisher's Note: Taken as Theirs includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Amazon USA - https://amzn.to/2AB4Z3l
Amazon Canada - https://amzn.to/2GZLI1f
Amazon Australia - https://amzn.to/2RvViwV

Goosebumps covered Cassie’s flesh. Tingles raced between her legs, tiny electric sparks that warmed her blood. One kind word and her good intentions would crumble—just like her sisters’ chance of freedom if she told this drop-dead gorgeous pair about them.
What with the vampire auction and that nightmare descent of the cliff, she couldn’t take much more. Cassie had been a fool to think she could escape. Completely drained, she was at the werewolves’ mercy
Her imagination worked overtime. Wolves were pack animals. Suppose they decided to share her around the crew? The vampires certainly would have, and she didn’t expect werewolves to behave any better.
She cowered when Eli pulled a knife, but he sawed through the wet rope binding her to his brother. Her legs folded, and only Dane’s strong grip kept her upright. Sheaving his knife, Eli swept her into his arms.
He gave her his best Pepsodent-white smile. “Foolish little princess, so eager to return to the vampires who will abuse you. You’re safe here, despite the unconventional start to our friendship.”
Like a half-drowned kitten, she dripped water onto his trousers. He smelled of summer breezes and crops ripening in the fields. So cold her teeth had stopped chattering, she let go of her fears and let Eli take charge. Heat flowed from his chest to hers, but it wasn’t enough. She felt like an ice cube lost at the back of a freezer.
He carried her through a narrow galley, and into the captain’s cabin. She’d expected twin bunks and a tiny space. Instead, this room reminded her of Nelson’s cabin on the HMS Victory. The back wall consisted of window panes, giving her a view of the distant cliffs. The view fascinated and delighted her but the cabin’s four-poster bed terrified her. It covered more than half the room and had enough room for three if not four.
Dane pulled towels from a trunk then tossed her one of his brother’s jumpers. “Get dry, princess then get into bed and warm up. We’re going to lock you in while we get underway in earnest, but we’ll be back with hot stew and a hot coffee soon.”
After living on half rations for a week, her mouth watered at the thought of a decent meal. That these dominant werewolves cared for her welfare stunned her. Then they offered her a coffee. Utter luxury.
Emotions set in, and tears filled her eyes. She broke into a cold sweat that turned her forehead clammy. She’d never felt so weary in her life—not even when she’d swum marathons.
Dane lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Don’t cry, little human. You’re safe now.”
The intensity in his gaze felt like a shot of energy for her soul. It made her feel hot and tingly inside. She craved his touch, and maybe his kiss. A fresh set of shivers beset her. This time, they were more about her forbidden attraction for the werewolves than the cold.

Quick Quiz - About Kryssie

Cat or dog
Either. I’ve had both and loved them to pieces

Tea or coffee
Coffee. I must be one of the few Brits that loathes tea.

Starter or desert
Starter, every time.

Steak or salmon
Oh, a hard one. I like either. Probably salmon. Then again, steak’s always good

Walk or ride
Assuming it’s a short journey, I’ll always walk. I live on the coast and try to walk on the beach every day.

Beach or mountain

Country or rock
A bit of both. I just enjoy music, whatever genre

Film or book
Always the book. I can picture it my way then.

Dc or Marvel
I always said I was a DC girl, but the Marvel films are better. Wonder woman excepted.

Vampire or Werewolf
Since most of my paranormal romances feature werewolves, I’ve got to say werewolf

About Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie lives by the beach and loses track of time when she writes. Her days are full of dashing regency rakes, former soldiers so handsome they make her drool, and the sexiest werewolves ever. The odd vampire makes it in there too, but when he does, he’s drop dead gorgeous.
Her pet hates are unhappy endings and cliff hangers. She guarantees you won’t find either in her books. Her books sizzle with sensual heat, but story always comes before sex. Even when part of a series, her books can be read as stand-alone romance.

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Monday, January 7, 2019

Book Spotlight and Character Interview - "Dark Chocolate and Strawberries" by Daryl Devoré

Blurb and Buy Link

What's a naughty fairy tale like Red Riding Hood without Red, the huntsman, grandma and especially, the big bad wolf?

Esmerelda 'Red' Hood is summoned to her mother's executive suite only to learn her sweet granny is headed for a romantic cruise with a gigolo. Horrified, Red races off to save her grandma before it's too late.

On board, Red meets Andrew Woodsman and Willem Olf. One a cutie with the biggest puppy eyes and the other a dark, sophisticated predator. Her grandmother's warning rings in Red's ear "Never trust a wolf in sheep's clothing."

Even with the warning, Red has trouble choosing which man could be the big bad wolf and which could be her happily ever after.

Note: This book was previously published by New Dawning Bookfair under the title Sexy Red Hood.

Character Interview ~ Red Hood

   What impression do you make when a person first meets you?
I try not to act like a bumbling idiot. I like to pretend I give the impression that I’m a sophisticated person, but I have been known to fail – miserably – at both.

   What is your greatest fear?
My mother. I get endless phone calls from her checking on me and my love life. Then there are the terrifying calls from her where she’s arranged a blind date with one of her friends’ sons. Yikes!

   What is your profession?
I’m a junior accountant at a middle size, family owned chocolate company.

   What skill do you have that you’re proud of? Why?
I can identify from which country Theobroma Cacao is from. In other words – cacao. It isn’t cocoa beans. It’s cacao. But I’m just showing off here.

   Describe your ideal man.
Someone I found on my own. Someone who will let me be me and not be so concerned about what other people think. Someone who’ll hold the door open for me when I want that kind of treatment and then be wise enough to know when I get the damn door myself.

   What trait do you like most about the person you fell in love with?
His joy for life, He’s not concerned about other people’s opinions about him. He knows who he is. He knows his faults. He’s accepted my faults and he’s willing to meet me half way and make a go of this relationship.

Tagline - What's a naughty fairy tale like Red Riding Hood without Red, the huntsman, grandma and especially, the big bad wolf?

Red had barely stepped into the office marked R. Hood, when her mother pushed her aside and closed the door. “Your grandmother has booked a stateroom on a cruise ship and is taking a man with her.”
Sensing So what?? was the wrong answer, Red let her mother vent whatever bothered her. This day could still be saved. If her mother stayed focused on the crisis-of-the-moment she might forget the weekly discussion of her love life.
“A man. Did you hear me?”
“Yes, Mother.” Red unbuttoned her coat, dropped her gloves, scarf and onto the seat next to her then settled in the brown leather chair in front of the desk. Her mother walked around and sat behind her large, hand carved, oak desk. It provided an imposing barrier between mother and daughter.
“I haven't told you this before, but your grandmother's going through your grandfather's money faster than you can go through a tub of maple walnut ice cream after a breakup.”
Folding her immaculately manicured hands and placing them on her desk, Red's mother looked up. “Your flight's at two.”
“Excuse me?”
“I've booked a flight to Miami and a stateroom on The Emerald Forest.”
Red shook her head. “I can't afford a stateroom on a junior accountant's salary.”
“The company is paying. I had my secretary send everything to your cell. Now, you have no time to talk. Go home, pack, find your passport and save your grandmother.”
Red's voice rose an octave, “Save my grandmother? From what?”
R. Hood placed her fingers on her forehead. “Save your grandmother from spending your inheritance on some gigolo. Your grandfather built this company from nothing to a multi-million dollar business. And he had to fight the big boys like Hersey and the Mars brothers to do it.”
Red sighed. “I know the corporate story, Mom. He started by making his chocolate in great grandma's kitchen and from those humble beginnings—”
“Put you through Harvard Business School,” snapped her mother.
“Only to be dumped in a junior accountant's position.”
“We'll fight later. Now go. No. Wait.” Red’s mother pressed an intercom button.
A disembodied voice responded. “Yes, Mrs. Hood?”
“The box for my mother-in-law, where is it?”
“I'll bring it right in, Mrs. Hood.” A moment later, the door opened and Brittnee entered carrying a silver box. She offered it to Mrs. Hood.
Robin pointed to her daughter. The secretary handed the box to Red and left the office, closing the door behind her. Red didn’t need to ask, she knew it was the box. It contained the new samples for next year's line. Grandma Hood retained the right of final decision on what chocolates were sold at Hood Chocolatier.
“Take those to your grandmother. A taste of home might bring her to her senses.”
Red held back a frustrated sigh. She didn't want to fly to Miami. If she was away, Katerina would jump at the chance to sink her claws into Stanley. Her man, the stud, the gorgeous VP of Sales who made her body swoon with desire whenever he walked by. The smell of his aftershave made her undies wet. Once, she rode from the lobby to the sixth floor with him and almost had an orgasm before the elevator doors opened. She couldn't concede this hunk of a man to Katerina. But what could she do?
Her mother snapped her fingers. “Why are you just sitting there? Go. Save your grandmother. Save your inheritance.”


Bio and Social Media

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines. Victoria Adams is Daryl Devoré's alter ego when she's inspired to write sweet romances with little to no heat.

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, two black cats - Licorice and Ginny-Furr Purrkins - and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.