Spotlight on Hacienda Moon by KaSonndra Leigh

Posted July 28, 2012 by Melissa in Book promo | 3 Comments

Title: Hacienda Moon

Author: KaSonndra Leigh
Reading Level: Adult
Genre: Gothic Romance
Release Date:  July 28th 2012
Find It:  Goodreads 

Love, obsession, and betrayal, the most powerful human emotions, are spun together in this gothic novel. Tandie Harrison is a police medium who has just suffered a divorce after losing both her psychic visions and her daughter in a car accident. When she leaves New York City to start a new life near her hometown, she moves into the alluring plantation house, Chelby Rose, and falls for its charismatic caretaker, Eric Fontalvo. Their burgeoning affair ignites a centuries old curse, ensnaring them in a web of danger, deceit, and intrigue. Soon Tandie learns that in placid Bolivia, the worlds of the living and the dead are dangerously connected.

Hacienda Moon is a seductive tale of one woman’s journey to confront the demons of her past and find the courage to face her future. It is a mesmerizing novel that explores the deepest depths of human nature, and the characters will hold and haunt you long after you have read the final chapter.

Fontalvo began Tandie’s renovations the following Monday. He arrived with an
armory of tools and gadgets, setting to work with a tape measure as quietly as
he did the first time he came by. Tandie’s curiosity was killing her. She
wanted to know more about why this handsome stranger appeared in her novel and
her dreams.

spending Saturday night with Saul, a man who seemed to be handling quite a few
issues himself, she craved something normal. One thing Frieda was right about:
there wasn’t a shortage of eye candy in her life at the moment.

in ripped jean shorts, an old tee-shirt, and a blue bandana that would scream
gang-girl if she were ever spotted in public, Tandie walked outside. The outfit
wasn’t too New Yorker, and it had just enough grit to compliment any job a
contractor might need for her to do. On the first day she arrived at Chelby
Rose, she’d promised herself that she would put her own personal touches on any renovations.

Ms. Harrison, what are you doing?” Eric’s face bore an amused smirk underneath
his smile. He also had a slight accent covered up by his well-spoken English.

first, the accent in his voice sounded somewhat southern. But after listening
to the next few sentences, Tandie thought it sounded more Puerto Rican or South

that obvious? I’m going to paint. Do you have issues with that?” Tandie asked,
slightly annoyed by his smirk.

not. It’s your place. I just thought you’d—want to be writing.” He flipped a
strand of hair away from his face. Tandie wondered if he was going to move the
one beside it too.

exactly why I need to be out here. I need inspiration.” Tandie pranced over to
the two five-gallon paint buckets Eric had lined up along the front porch. She
pulled out her paintbrushes and counted them. One of the six that came in the
pack was gone. “Crap. One is missing.”

cleared his throat before speaking. “Far be it from me to keep a lady from her
mission, Ms. Harrison. But, you’re going to paint with those?”

wrong with my paintbrushes?” Tandie asked, glancing down at her hands. She took
her time picking them out at the hardware store.

a thing if you’re doing a paint-by-number job, that is.” A grin was creeping
across his face. “Those are touch-up paint brushes. As in, you paint little
tiny sections with them. Not the best thing for covering 200-square-feet of
siding.” Tandie frowned and glanced at her brushes. They were super small
compared to the ones he had laid out on the ground. They glanced back at each
other. He burst out laughing, and so did Tandie.

why didn’t you say something before now?”

Ms. Harrison,” he said and tried to straighten out his face.

please, lay off all the Ms. Harrisons. I mean, that sounds so grandmotherly,”
Tandie said. He gave her a tight smile and then turned his head toward his

right, Tandie it is. At least let me help you with those.” He grabbed the
buckets much to Tandie’s relief and set them down on the porch. “Painting can
be trickier than it looks. The house has to be sanded first.”

was determined to not let him see her squirm in her moment of renovation
stupidity. Translation, she was completely dependent on this contractor. Plus,
there was something about this guy that made her feel like it was all right to
be somewhat needy. “I appreciate your offer, but I suspect painting doesn’t
come anywhere close to writer’s block.”

set down two more of the heavy buckets after moving them out of the sun, wiped
his face with the back of his hand, and glanced at Tandie with his intense
chameleon-eyed gaze. Yeah sure, it was no secret that she had strange two-toned
eyes, but Eric’s did amazing things. The pupils changed colors depending on the
way and type of light that hit them.

I believe you can handle some pretty fierce writing issues.” His voice came out
low and raspy and the tee shirt he wore stuck to his abs, all six glorious
packs of them. Perfect wasn’t a word that came anywhere close to describing
Eric Fontalvo.

you for that vote of confidence, Mr. Contractor.”

I get it. You can use old-fashioned greetings on me, but not the other way
around,” he said with a smile spreading across his heart-shaped mouth.

shrugged. “It doesn’t count for work titles, only when you use someone’s
last name.”

smirked and made a small laugh. “How convenient.” He bent down,
picked up his tool belt, and then stood up, leaving a small amount of space
between their faces. He was ruggedly handsome in a subtle way minus the
cockiness that made Saul Chelby so popular with females. But even with Saul’s
confidence and rich boy looks, this guy held his ground with ease.

so convenient?” Tandie asked.

I’m stuck with an assistant who makes words and rules up for a living.”
Moving around Tandie, he said, “I’m heading inside to take a look at those
pipes. I’m sorry that you got all dressed up in those shorts for no
He strolled toward the house, leaving Tandie

Maybe I gave you too much praise, a little too early,” she whispered to
herself and headed toward the house.

Leigh was born in Charlotte, North Carolina. She now lives in the City of Alchemy and Medicine, North Carolina. She likes to write about people doing fantastical things in magical worlds. Her two sons have made her promise to write a boy book next.

She holds the MFA in creative writing, and loves to play CLUE,
Monopoly (the Indiana Jones version), and Pandora’s Box (good writer’s block therapy). She lives in an L-shaped house with a garden dedicated to her grandmother. It has a secret library complete with fairies, Venetian plastered walls, and a desk made out of clear blue glass.

Favorite TV Show: Xena Warrior Princess

Favorite Movie: The Matrix

Favorite Music: Sarah Brightman

Favorite Book:  The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova

Favorite Food: Italiano

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