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Vote on Cover Art for Mercy for the Wicked

Mercy for the Wicked

(and enter to win a free copy of one of my books!)

Okay guys, it’s time to give me your thoughts and feedback over the cover art for Mercy for the Wicked. Anyone who comments on the covers on the website will be automatically entered for a chance to win a copy of one of my books (your choice of Angel of Mercy or The Touch, or if you’re feeling patient, you could wait for Mercy for the Wicked to come out!). I won’t say which one of these is my favorite, but take a look at the blurb below and let us know which cover you prefer. We’d also love to hear constructive criticism and ideas for how to improve them if you have any suggestions.

“How do you tell a guy that you’re being stalked by demons without sounding like a fruitcake? Even if he really cares about you, there’s bound to be that moment when he looks at you like you’re a total nutbar, right?”

Mercy is back, and in a world of trouble as factions from above and below vie for her attention, pulling her from the carefully constructed ‘normalcy’ of her life. After confessing all to boyfriend Ben, Mercy is counting on fallen angel Samael to help protect her while she deals with the sting of Adam’s abandonment. But self control has never been Adam’s strong suit. When Mercy is pursued from all sides, will Adam be able to resist playing the hero? Or will Mercy get tired of waiting and save herself? In the end, Mercy must decide, is the enemy of her enemy her friend? Or just a worse enemy?

The Touch Is Now Available in Print!

The Touch - Lisa Olsen

Again it only took about a month after it was released as an ebook but it’s available to purchase through Amazon.com.

So, to celebrate, here’s another excerpt from the book that takes place right after Lexi finds out her niece Chloe has disappeared:

There were more cars in the driveway this time when she got to Allie’s house.   In addition to Gabriel’s Towncar, there was a red Dodge Charger and a regular black and white police car next to her sister’s white Volvo.  No one stopped her from approaching the front door though, and she let herself in without knocking.  “Allie?”

Almost immediately her path was blocked by a plain clothes policeman, his badge visible on his belt the way Gabriel wore his.  Closer to her age, he was good looking with blonde hair and blue eyes.  Clean cut, but there was a sarcastic tilt to his smile that one didn’t normally associate with ‘cop’.  “Whoa, where did you come from?” he asked, hands up to block her view into the living room.

“Allie called me, I came right over.”

“How did you even get in here?” he looked over her shoulder through the sidelight window.

“Well, it’s not like you guys are running crackerjack security or anything, I just walked right in.”  She’d been hoping to see Gabriel, but apparently she had to run the gauntlet before she’d be given admittance.

His eyes lit upon her gloved hands and widened slightly in response.  “Oh, you’re the sister.”

“I see my reputation precedes me,” she gave a tight smile.  Of course Ryan would have mentioned her, why was she even surprised?  Idly she wondered what made it into his report…  “I’m Lexi, and you are?” she offered her hand, trying to play nice.

“Detective Tim Cooper.”  He took her hand with an appraising smile and Lexi got the feeling he was checking her out more than was strictly necessary.  “Well, I guess we can all pack up and go home now, no need for us detectives with you on the case, right?” he smirked.

Lexi let go of his hand.  So, that was how it was gonna be, was it?  “Might as well.  It’s not like you guys got anywhere when Neil disappeared,” she replied tartly.  “Do you mind if I go see my sister now?”

“Ouch… Ryan was right about you, you’re feisty,” he chuckled, stepping out of the way.  “Be my guest.”

So she was feisty, was she?  Again Lexi wasn’t sure if that was good or bad.  Stepping past the younger detective, she spotted Allison on the couch, twisting a tissue into tiny shreds as she talked to Gabriel quietly.  “Allie, I came as quick as I could, how are you holding up?”

“Oh good, good you’re here,” Allison clung to her in a hug the moment Lexi sat down.  “You’ve got to help me find her Lexi; I don’t know what else to do.”

“I’ll do everything I can,” Lexi promised, barely sparing a nod for Detective Ryan.  “How long has she been gone?  When’s the last time you saw her?”

“Hey, who’s running this investigation, you or me?”  Gabriel interrupted; a trace of annoyance visible on his face.

“That all depends, are you guys gonna do something this time?” Lexi retorted, instantly regretting it as soon as the words left her mouth.  She wasn’t helping anything by jumping down his throat.  “I’m sorry, please go ahead,” she added softly, sitting deeper on the couch.

Detective Cooper took a position against the wall behind Ryan, the look of vague amusement still playing on his features.  Something about it irked Lexi.  Whether he found her amusing or not, shouldn’t he at least pretend to care that a little girl was missing?

Mercy for the Wicked

Mercy for the Wicked

Despite work seriously kicking my ass lately, the new book is going well, I’m just about 48,000 words into it and so far, Adam has hijacked it twice, changing my outline to suit his purposes.  I have to say, I like his ideas better than mine, and I hope you will too. :)

Here is a little taste:

All I knew was that I dreaded the moment it would end, because I knew each time we parted it would be harder to say goodbye. So I concentrated on making a memory to last me through those times when we’d be apart, savoring every touch of his hands, every brush of his lips, every breath that mingled with mine until finally he pulled away, pressing his forehead to mine.

“I hate to say this, but…”

“You have to go,” I nodded slowly, but neither of us moved to part just yet. “You can’t keep doing this to me.”

“I know,” Adam sighed, fingers tracing over the curve of my jaw.

“I have a life. I have a boyfriend.” Inside I dared him to challenge me about it, claim me as his, but his face just darkened.

“I know.”

Disappointed, I pushed a little harder. “You can’t expect me to wait around for you forever; taking whatever crumbs you toss my way when you feel like it.” But I would, I knew that about myself and I felt like shit for it, because it wasn’t fair to Ben and it wasn’t fair to me.

“I know.”

A furrow appeared on his brow and I wasn’t sure he was even listening to me anymore. “Will you stop saying you know? Can’t you give me something to hold onto? Some kind of hope? Or is this it? You’re leaving me here until you’re good and ready and when you do take me out of this place, things go back to the way they were? You in whatever forsaken corner of the world you’re holed up in, and me…”

“Shut up for a minute, I’m thinking,” he muttered absently and my eyes closed as I tried to reign in my temper. Sweet Jesus, why did I bother?


Ah you gotta love a man with a plan, right?  And Adam definitely has a plan…  Too bad Mercy doesn’t follow instructions particularly well.