Music to Love Levi and Trudy By, by Deborah Camp & Giveaway
- By Deborah Camp
- Editions: ebook, paperback
- Published/Expected publication: here
- Genre: Adult Paranormal Romantic Suspense
Psychic Trudy Tucker would love . . .
. . . to breach Levi Wolfe’s defenses and show him that his heart has nothing to fear from her.
Psychic Levi Wolf would love . . .
. . . to protect Trudy’s gentle heart by keeping her away from his dark, treacherous past.
But is love enough when someone with a heart full of hate has chosen Trudy as the next one to die?
Through His Touch
Will his touch claim her or kill her?
~ Bewitching BT
Guest Post: Music to Love Levi and Trudy By
by Deborah Camp
Oh, it’s good to be back among the butterflies! I haven’t actually been gone. I discovered this site during my last blog tour for “Through His Eyes” and I’ve been checking in every day! {Livia says: Kyaaaa, thanks!! So happy to hear that :3 }
I’m so happy to launch the second novel in the Mind’s Eye series – “Through His Touch.” I love spending time with Levi and Trudy, and I hope you do, too. I haven’t submitted a “playlist” before because – well, frankly, my taste in music is all over the place and I thought you might think I’m a weirdo. But, then I AM a weird creature, so it’s no big secret.
Last night as I was dozing off, I said to my bedmate, “Maybe I should do a playlist.” We were listening to music. He said, “Do it. I dare you.” People – he dared me, so I must do it. Right?
Here is my eclectic playlist with notations about why each song is included. You should be able to find these recordings on Amazon and some on YouTube, if you’re interested.
Latch sung by Sam Smith. Or “Latching onto You.” I’m a new fan of Sam’s and I’m enchanted by his album “In the Lonely Hour.” It’s mostly about unrequited love, but Latch is what Trudy has on her cellphone as a ringtone for Levi’s calls. The song is about finally being close enough to latch on and not let go, to break down barriers and grab onto each other. Sam has a great voice and he knows how to work a falsetto.
Time After Time sung by another Sam – Sam Harris (an Oklahoma boy!) from his “Suitcase of Memories” album. This is an ode to the relationship between Levi and Gregory, his spirit guide.
The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face sung by Roberta Flack. This is Levi’s ring tone for calls from Trudy. It captures everything he feels about her.
Stronger sung by Kelly Clarkson. Before Trudy fell in love with Levi this was her ringtone on her “old” cellphone. It was her personal anthem. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller!
Little Boy Lost sung by Barbara Streisand on her “Pieces of Dreams” album. It’s Trudy’s love song to Levi. Beautiful lyrics by the fantastic Marilyn and Alan Bergman and music by Michel LeGrand. They also teamed up to create the next song on this list (one of my all-time favorites!).
How Do You Keep the Music Playing? sung by Johnny Mathis on his album of the same name. This is a lovely song that questions how a couple can keep the magic going in their relationship. I love these lines: “I know the way I feel for you it’s now or never. The more I love, the more that I’m afraid, that in your eyes I may not see forever. Forever.”
What Are You Doing the Rest of Your Life? Sung by Johnny Mathis on the “How Do You Keep the Music Playing? album. This is a great album and this is a great song. It is Levi and Trudy’s “love song.”
If you can’t tell by now, I’m a big Johnny Mathis fan. He’s my favorite singer. Nobody can top him when it comes to love songs. The album I’ve mentioned here is one of his best. The orchestrations in it are staggeringly haunting.
There you have it. Music to read “Through His Touch” by. Enjoy and happy reading!
Excerpt
Levi crossed his arms and tucked his hands in his armpits in a stance that was clearly defensive. “With all of that shit going on, no wonder I dreamed of the box again. I haven’t had a nightmare about that place in a long time.”
“What’s the box?” Trudy watched with growing concern as his face tightened, jaw muscles flexed, and his eyes clouded with turbulent memories.
“A root cellar. A small place. Standing up, you could extend your arms out from your sides and touch the walls. It was cool and damned cold in there at night.”
“Where was this?”
“The Missouri Ozarks. Out in the wilds. It was a school set up on an abandoned farm property. They’d turned the farmhouse into a dormitory and the barn into a school.” He made a scoffing sound. “Not that they provided much of an education. Mostly, we read and memorized the Bible. There were classes in literature, English, math, a little science and geography here and there, but that was about it.”
“How old were you when you went there?”
“Nine. When I arrived I had just turned nine. I left when I was almost eleven to go to a school in Wyoming.”
“Nine.” She took up her own defensive stance, hunching her shoulders and rubbing her hands up and down her arms. Thinking of him as a nine-year-old being carted off to a place where he was schooled in a barn made her skin break out in gooseflesh. “I don’t know how your parents could send their little boy away like that.”
He gave an indolent shrug that she didn’t buy for one second. “They were trying to chase the devil out of me.”
“Idiotic,” she murmured.
“They put us in the box when we were bad.” One corner of his mouth lifted fractionally. “And I was bad. Bad to the bone.”
“What do you do that was so terrible?” She couldn’t imagine any sane reason to put a child down into a hole.
“I refused to say that my father was right and that I was a liar.”
“About your psychic abilities,” she clarified. “So, it was a religious thing with your parents? They truly felt that your abilities were a sign of evil . . . of the devil?”
“That’s what my father thought . . . or that’s his story and he’s sticking to it.” A quick, half-smile flitted across his lips. “He’s an intelligent man, so I’ve always believed that he’s mainly intimidated by my abilities. He’s a classic narcissist. Therefore, it must be impossible for him to think that I can do things he can’t. As for my mother?” He gazed up at the stars and violet shadows caressed his achingly handsome face. “I don’t know. She probably wished I’d just tell my father what he wanted to hear and do what he said to do. That’s what she did. She went along with whatever shit he shoveled out.”
She wanted to touch him. No, she wanted to hold him, but she stood still as her heart constricted with pain for him. She wanted to cry, but she knew he didn’t want her tears, so she swallowed the burning ball of emotion in her throat. He was talking and she was grateful, but what he was saying was difficult to hear. His upbringing had been a long nightmare from which he couldn’t awaken – and he was just scratching the surface. That’s what bothered her more than anything. His traumas ran deep. Soul deep.
“And the box?” she asked in a whisper. “How long did they keep children in there?”
“An hour at first. Then hours. I graduated to all day and then to all day and all night. The nights were the worst. It was cold in there and black as pitch. That’s when the rats would come out.”
Trudy couldn’t stop the shudder that shook her from head to toes. She cleared her throat. “R-rats?”
“Big mother-fuckers. Of course, I was only a kid, so they seemed like they were the size of Volkswagens. I couldn’t see them, but I could hear them scurrying around and I could feel them. They’d run across my feet. One of them jumped on my shoulder and bit my neck. I screamed and screamed. Screamed my fucking lungs out that night.” He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. “That’s why my voice is husky. I damaged my vocal chords. I couldn’t talk above a whisper for a couple of months after that and my voice never fully recovered.”
“I love your voice,” she said, the declaration lifting from her heart onto her lips.
“Really?” He shook his head and sent her a baffled grin. “I think I sound like a bad actor doing a commercial for sore throat lozenges.”
She shook her head and decided to allow her heart to keep talking. “Your voice matches the rest of you. Sexy as hell.”
His arms slipped down his body and his shoulders lost some of their stiffness. He held out a hand to her. “Come here, you.”
Giveaway
About the Author & Links:
Author of more than 40 novels, Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated from the University of Tulsa. Her background as a reporter for newspapers helped her to write fast and enjoy research. After she sold her first few books, she quit newspaper work to become a freelance writer and novelist.
Deborah’s first novel was published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author’s Guild. She was the first recipient of the Janet Dailey Award.
Through His Eyes (April, 2014) is her first romantic suspense book. It has paranormal elements and is erotic. It’s the first book in the Mind’s Eye series.
Through His Touch (September, 2014) is the second book in the Mind’s Eye series featuring psychic detectives Trudy Tucker and Levi Wolfe.
Lover of the west and the people who tried to tame it, Deborah likes to write about strong, independent women and the men who are their equals. She grew up on a diet of TV westerns which have served her well. Living in Oklahoma has also been a godsend. Since she appreciates men with devilish twinkles in their eyes, she likes to mix laughter in with the love scenes in her books.
Also widely published in non-fiction, she and writes and edits for a magazine focused on small businesses. Deborah taught fiction writing for more than 10 years at a community college. She has been a guest speaker at numerous writers’ conferences, including Romance Writers of America (RWA), Writers, Inc., and the Oklahoma Writers Federation, Inc. She has served as a judge in numerous writing contests throughout the United States and has judged manuscripts in RWA’s Golden Heart Awards and RITA Awards. She is currently working on her next historical romance set in the wild, wonderful west.
In 2012 her books were re-issued on Amazon for Kindle Direct and have attracted tens of thousands of new fans. Her books have made the Amazon bestseller list and “Too Tough To Tame” hit the #1 historical romance spot for Kindle Readers.
