Yasmine Galenorn--New York Times Bestselling Author

Blessed Litha! Happy Summer Solstice!

Beautiful magenta-pink foxglove in my front yard.

Hello and happy summer to you! We're headed toward Litha (Summer Solstice) already, can you believe it? This year has just been flying by. This is a picture one of the foxgloves in my front yard. Foxglove is my favorite flower (just don't eat it, and always wash your hands after touching it--it can act in a fashion similar to digitalis). I consider it one of the main Faerie flowers, and I have a tattoo of it. As we near the switch over to the waning half of the year, I wish for you joy, focus, and health. 



I have three preorders for you! I'm writing like a fiend this summer--and loving it--and am very pleased to announce that this is going to be a full year of books from me. The Wild Hunt Series is flying out of my keyboard--I haven't been this excited about writing a series in a long time! I'm so pulled into this, it reminds me of the early days of writing Otherworld and Indigo Court!

Oak & Thorns Cover

Release Date: July 2, 2018:

When Herne and Ember are approached by the matriarch of a group of water-horse shifters to help find her cousin's murderer, the Wild Hunt is drawn into a dark and shadowed world of the Ante-Fae.

But as the team delves into the details of the grisly death, they uncover evidence of a string of murders that leads them directly into the court of Blackthorn. Caught in a mire of political intrigue and shadow magic, will Ember and Herne be able to bring the serial killer to light, or will the King of Thorns manage to silence them forever? 

Available for preorder on: KINDLE, KOBO, NOOK, iBOOKS  (Print will be available through Amazon after release).

(Remember, if you missed THE SILVER STAG--book 1--it's available now!: KINDLE & Print, KOBO, iBOOKS, NOOK)


Cover for Iron Bones

Release Date: August 6, 2018

Light and Dark Fae are both dying, caught in the grip of a plague that threatens to sweep through both courts. The deadly disease is spreading, and no one can pinpoint the origins, nor can an antidote be formulated until the details of the contagion are understood. As Cernunnos sets Ferosyn—his best healer—on the task, he also instructs the Wild Hunt to take on the investigation.

Now, Ember and Herne must race against time, seeking an answer before both Fae courts are decimated. Their search leads them deep into the mountains, to a hidden burial site where they discover a terrifying secret that could mean the extinction of the entire Fae race.

Available on KINDLE for preorder. Links for NOOK, iBOOKS, and KOBO will be available in July. Print will be available through Amazon after release.

Cover for Night Myst

Release Date: June 18, 2018 (Re-Release)

Once again available in e-format, one of my darker, sexier series. I'm so glad I have the rights back to this series and will be putting them out once a month till the entire series (including the novella) are released.

Eons ago, vampires tried to turn the Dark Fae in order to harness their magic, only to create a demonic enemy more powerful than they imagined. Now Myst, the Vampiric Fae Queen of the Indigo Court, has enough power to begin a long prophesied supernatural war. And Cicely Waters, a witch who can control the wind, may be the only one who can stop her-and save her beloved Fae prince from the Queen's enslavement.

Available for preorder on KINDLE, KOBO, NOOK, and iBOOKS.


And now, for part 3 of Bubba's story! For those new to it, I am serializing a short story I wrote about Bubba's origins and for now, my newsletter is the ONLY place you can find it. For those who haven't read any of the Bewitching Bedlam books so far, Bubba is a cjinn--he's part cat, part djinn, and he lives with Maddy, a 387 year old witch, on Bedlam Island in the San Juan Islands. 

When fun-loving witch Maddy Gallowglass moves to Bedlam to restore an old mansion and turn it into a magical bed-and-breakfast, the last thing she expects is to meet her match in the gorgeous vampire Aegis, a former servant of Apollo. 

Please do not post ANY of the story excerpts online anywhere or I won't be able to continue offering these perks. 

If you haven't read the first two parts, you can here: PART 1, PART 2.

So...the story of how Bubba and Maddy met--from Bubba's point of view, part 3:

By the time Tarjan returned, Younger Son had actually managed to get most of his wishing down pat. But still, he was given no name. In some ways, it was more worrisome than before. The fact that he had managed to learn how to wish correctly, without too many backfires, was a good thing. It showed that he had actually inherited the powers of his heritage, but by now, he should have heard his name. Even Mollikins was starting to show signs of worry. She didn’t say so outright, but each time he managed to pass a test or learn a lesson, she would ask, “Have you heard your name yet?” And he would have to admit, “No, not yet.”

And then...his father returned.

As Tarjan came into view, padding along the road from around the curve in the nearby wyrewood grove, all the kits raced over toward him, and Mollikins followed at a trot.

Tarjan was majestic — a huge orange tabby, with long fur that rippled in the wind. He had glowing green eyes, and was the most stunning cjinn for miles around. He weighed at least 25 pounds, and most of it was muscle.

After a brief nuzzle with Mollikins, he turned to the kits. “Well, have we all learned our names in the time I’ve been gone?”

“I’m Headley!” Headley bounced toward him.

Deidre wiggled her butt, then pounced on him. “Deirdre!”

“My name is Katrina,” Katrina said proudly. She seemed to have inherited her mother’s decorum.

“Drakken here,” his brother said. Drakken had learned his name a few weeks beforehand, after a particularly grueling session where he manifested up a fire snake and managed to subdue it. That had cost him some singed fur, but he came out all right, and with the rattle off the fire snake to prove it.

Tarjan turned to Younger Son, looking at him expectantly.

The little cjinn, feeling embarrassed, shook his head. “Not yet. I can make wishes now, though,” he offered, hoping that would be enough to please his father.

Tarjan scrunched up his face for a moment, staring at him. Then he turned to Mollikins, with a look that said he was either extremely disappointed, or extremely puzzled. “Is this true? Has Younger Son not been given his name yet?”

Mollikins gave him a long look, warning him to watch how he phrased things.

“Yes, but it’s also true that he has perfected his wishing. He was a little slow to begin with, but he can manifest a mouse, or butterflies to chase, and he even managed to do a little bit of teleportation. That’s rare, you know.”

Tarjan let out a little huff, but took her warning and cleared his throat. He turned back to Younger Son and frowned, then nuzzled him with enough force to send the little cjinn rolling over onto his back.

“Well son, I suppose you’re just taking your time. We won’t worry about it, especially if your wishing is on track. It will happen when it happens. Now, gather round, because I have news. I’ve found a new home for us. It’s in the humans’ realm—in their world. There aren’t many cjinns there, so we can have a large territory. And the world is sparsely populated, so we shouldn’t be bothered much. I doubt if the humans will ever amount to much. We’ll have space to spread out. I believe Winifred is taking her family over there too. So we’ll have friends.”

Younger Son shivered. He didn’t like the idea of leaving home. This was the only home the kits had ever known, this forested patch in the realm of fire. But Tarjan was adamant, and Mollikins determined to stick by her mate, and so without further ado, they gathered the kits together, and transported over to a new world.


Mollikins stared around her, wondering what the hell Tarjan had been thinking of. This world wasn’t the paradise he had painted it to be. Oh, it was pretty, there were trees and flowers everywhere, and grass, and she could feel the shift of the wind on her fur, and the scent of bubbling water nearby, but she could also sense danger everywhere she looked. There were creatures here that would hunt them, and while she was sure of her powers, her instinctive nature to protect her kits took over. She would have to be on constant patrol.

“What were you thinking?” She turned to Tarjan, trying not to let the kits hear her feelings and thoughts.

“But...it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Tarjan seemed genuinely confused. He nervously lifted one paw, licking it.

“Beautiful, yes. But you idiot. Can’t you feel the danger? It’s all around us. I won’t be able to get a moment’s sleep. I’ll have to constantly keep an eye on the little ones.”

“I’ll be here to help. And really, when you think about it, there’s danger back home. You get a rogue fire elemental who’s running amok, and everybody’s a target.”

Tarjan was sounding suspiciously defensive. Mollikins suspected he knew that he had made a mistake.

“I just want to go home. I want to take the kits and go home.”

“You haven’t even been here a full day. Won’t you give it a chance? Just a day and a night? That’s all I ask. Give it at least one full sunrise, and then make up your mind. If you still want to leave, then we’ll leave.”

Exasperated, but not wanting to argue, Mollikins agreed. “One sunrise. But if I still feel the same tomorrow, we all go home, and you give up this idea. Deal?”

Grumpily, Tarjan shifted his eyes away from her. She knew she had won.

“Fine. I agree. You have a deal.”



That's it for this month!

Next month's newsletter should go out on July 7th! By then, you'll have OAK & THORNS to read, and I hope you love it! See you then!

Brightest Blessings, Yasmine Galenorn

Yasmine Galenorn