Jill Jacobs and the Elementals

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Jill Jacobs in in the round corral today. She has just released Fire's Field, the second book in her Elementals Series. Welcome, Jill!

The Elementals Series, Book: 1 Water’s Threshold
Blurb: What happens when a lonely water-girl finally finds her shore?
In a tourist town at the base of the Tetons, Maya Conway, a mythical being known as an Elemental, stands at a crossroads. On her current path, she is content using her life force—water—to protect humans and the environment. Her direction is altered when Mother Nature taps her to guide Terran Forrester, an analytical scientist, on his journey to become the next Elemental—Earth. If Maya crosses into his world, will her lonely heart find a partner or will his rational mind reject her otherworldly existence? When an ancient evil evolved from dark matter shadows their steps, which path will they choose—logic or love?
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The Elementals Series, Book: 2 Fire’s Field
Blurb: Bound by a dark enchantment, only an elemental flame can light the way.
Vengeance
Forged in rage and sorrow, a dark witch’s spell travels down her ancestral line to Violet Levina. Enchanted with the power of the entire Electromagnetic spectrum—microwaves, gamma rays, radio waves, Violet is cursed with limitless energy and the obligation to destroy an insidious creature composed of dark matter.
Justice
For over five hundred years, Flint has served as Fire, aiding Earth’s environment and its people as one of four Elementals. Yet only once in his long existence has he been burned. A flaming redhead ignites the embers of his heart, but he finds her resistant to the heat building between them.
Illumination
Knowing she must fulfill her destiny, Violet travels to her home in Ireland, accompanied by the fiery Elemental. Not fooled by his charms and brazen demeanor, Violet wishes only to shield him from the coming battle, but can’t deny the flames of desire flickering when she is at his side.
Love
While standing together against unrelenting adversaries, false friends, family betrayals, and an underlying seed of darkness, they must burn bright, or the ruthless power behind the ancient spell will turn everything to ash.
With Flint as her beacon in a field of darkness, Violet will discover that love holds the most powerful magic of all.
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Fire's Field 
Chapter 1 excerpt

Vibrant autumn leaves skittered along the pavement. Mixing with a light mist, they lined the roadsides in clumps of brown and black, yet in the fading evening light, a few glints of red and gold remained. The spicy fragrance of her favorite season filled her senses, and though slightly chilled, she soaked up every nuance.
Shaking wet beads from her hair, Violet Levina scanned the neighborhood, lit only by a single lamppost at the end of the block. An eerie fog blanketed the street, matching the sense of foreboding in her heart. For months, throughout her hiding spots in Switzerland, the Elemental, Flint, had been hot on her tail. However, embroiling him in her destined task seemed unfair, not to mention deadly.
Since last seeing the fire elemental, she’d considered his existence more than she cared to admit. What happened to peri-mortal beings when they died? How hot was his internal body temperature? How did his internal organs function under such conditions? Could he create fire without using the three necessary elements? Over and over these thoughts waved through her mind, driving her mad.
Enough! Keys in hand, Violet clicked open the lock to her co-worker’s flat and headed for the kitchen.
Then stilled.
Heat filled the room from a roaring fire, crackling and popping in the fireplace, flickering with welcoming warmth, and yet, her friend was still out of town.
“Good evening, Violet.”
A deep male voice, tinted with a faint Russian accent, drifted into the kitchen and sparked goose bumps across her skin.
He’d found her.
Violet fumbled the grocery bag in her arms before placing the burden on the counter. “How…how did you locate me?” She peeked around the corner into the living room, and there he sat.
Resting on his lap, a large bouquet of yellow roses popped with color against the darkness. The tissue paper crinkled as he shifted in the chair. “Pillar told me.” Flint’s raven-wing hair and amber eyes were only discernible by the flickering light dancing across his angular features.
Violet heaved a heavy sigh. “She’s developed a big sister complex where I’m concerned. This continual belief that I don’t know what’s best for my own life is insulting, not to mention ridiculous. My IQ is 185. So, this condescending attitude is quite unfair.” Glaring at the man sitting in shadow, she let the silence stretch for a moment. “I realize you may have reservations about Pillar, due to her past with Quint…and the whole relationship with…ah…Nodin.” Violet leaned against the doorway. “But she’s trying to change. You should give her a chance.”
“Don’t.” His tone turned harsh. “Don’t give that salty square your allegiance. She sought me out. That should speak for itself.” Flint waved a hand.
His gesture suggesting everything should be perfectly clear.
It wasn’t.

Jillian Jacobs is a: Tea Guzzler, Polish Pottery Hoarder, and lover of all things Moose.
The genres she writes under are: Paranormal and Contemporary with suspenseful elements.
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