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Root beer & chocolate solves everything! #FourthWallFriday @ericaluckedean

Welcome to day two of the Suddenly Sorceress feature on Cabin Goddess! Oh do I have a treat for you. I have to admit, Vickie gave me a call and let me hide behind the curtain and I did a pretty good job at not laughing out loud. Poor Erica Lucke Dean! She always gets it good from her characters. This time, all of them show up… well most of them. And she gets her greatest wish and all she had to do was say, ‘Root beer and chocolate solves everything.’ OH and since I am piggy backing on the tour, and if you missed yesterdays review, don’t forget to enter the giveaway.  Oh and if you want to ready Erica’s wonderfully wrought first Fourth-Wall Friday, she was smart today and did Rootbeer! Last time she had Margarita Senoritas & Karaoke with Katie.


Snow swirled around my feet and I pulled my coat around me to stave off the cold. What in the holy hell was happening in Georgia? Had hell frozen over and no one bothered to send me the memo? I slammed the car door and hurried down the steps to the Whistle Stop for my Tuesday night karaoke fix. Surely a few drinks would warm me up, right?

A strong wind followed me in and I shuddered, sinking into my coat again while I waited for the door to fall shut. I’d stepped halfway across the room before I realized something was amiss. “Where’d they put the tables? And what’s with the whole ‘dungeon’ vibe?” My legs went rigid beneath me and I froze where I stood. “Aw, hell. Not this again.” Much like the time I’d gone to the Whistle Stop, only to end up in Don Juan’s, the Mexican cantina from To Katie With Love, I seemed to have wandered into Club Vlad from Suddenly Sorceress. “Why does this crap keep happening to me?”

A tattooed giant eyed me from across the room, with a sneer. Shit, what was his name again? Did I even give the guy a name? And where he heck were the characters I did have names for? “Ivie? Jack?” Somehow, they’d done this, I was sure of it. I suspected Ivie had something to do with my strange appearance at Don Juan’s back in the spring, but I could never pin it on her. “Chloe? Jon? Is anyone here?”

Oh look, it’s the writer,” Vicky poked her head around a corner, wearing a teeny tiny gold bikini and a great big black snake wrapped around her shoulders. But Vicky didn’t belong in Club Vlad, I’d left her within the pages of To Katie With Love. “Come back to screw with us again?”

Hey, I had nothing to do with this. And what are you doing here? You’re not in this book.

Yeah, well since you’ve stalled out writing the sequel to my story, I decided to do a little moonlighting over here.” I wasn’t about to remind her To Katie With Love wasn’t her story. I suspected she wouldn’t take it well. “The job isn’t bad, but the pay sucks. Stupid magician.”

Who? Jack? He’s a great guy.”

Sure, later in the book. But in this chapter, he’s a bit of a douche. Don’t you keep track of this stuff?” She arched her eyebrow at me and crossed her arms until her cleavage threatened to pop out.

Yeah, yeah. I get it. I need to talk to Jack. Do you know where I can find him?”

She pointed to the chartreuse tiles along the floor with a smirk. “Just follow the yellow brick road.

Very funny.” This night was taking a trippy turn. What the hell had they put in my chocolate milk? I shook off feeling of déjà vu and did what Vicky said, following the yellow tiles to the back of the club. I reached the door with the red pentagram and lifted my hand to knock when I got the feeling I was being watched.


I flinched and looked down at the raggedy black cat at my feet. “Karma? What are you doing here? Does Ivie know you’re out this late?”

He swiped at my ankle and made a beeline for the dressing room in front of me. The cat left the door ajar, and I figured that was the best invitation I was going to get, so I went in.

Jack sat in the center of the red velvet settee, twirling a top hat end over end between his hands. He wasn’t wearing his magician get-up, but rather a worn pair of Levis and a white Henley.

What are you doing here? Where’s Ivie?”

He shrugged. “She stood me up.”

What!” Something wasn’t right with the universe. Ivie was nothing if not punctual. “She can’t stand you up. Did you remember to leave a ticket at the door?”

Yep.” He popped the ‘p’ and hopped off his seat. “I waited a whole hour but she hasn’t shown. But some chick named Vicky propositioned me, so I’m thinking I’ll just cut my losses and take her into the woods.”

I gasped. “No! You can’t. She’ll be here. I know she will. Hell, I just saw her kitty slip around the corner a few minutes ago.

His face lit up. “Oh yeah? Sounds kinky. Where’d that little pussy sneak off to?” He poked his head around a corner. “Here kitty kitty.

Oh my God, Vicky was right. You are a bit of a douche.

Hey, it’s not my fault.” He shrugged and flashed that megawatt grin of his. “I was written this way.”

I felt the heat in my cheeks. “Sorry. I promise you do get better.” I debated with myself for a few seconds before blurting out a warning. “But whatever you do, don’t—”

Don’t what?” Ivie stood in the doorway, her red hair cascading over her shoulders. She smirked at me before her green eyes flitted to Jack. “There’s my sexy magician. Are you ready to go?”

Sexy magician? Go? This is NOT how I wrote this scene.” I stomped my foot, confusion washing over me in waves. “You’re supposed to come ask Jack for help. And you” I pointed at Jack. “You’re supposed to—”

We already did that.” They chimed in together. And from their expressions, I could tell they’d thoroughly enjoyed it too.

B-but what about—?”

Did that too.” They smiled at each other as they realized they were in unison again.

Is there anything you haven’t done?” I crossed my arms so I wouldn’t smack the smug grins off their faces. I mean, really, I created these people. A little respect would have gone a long way.

Now that you mention it…” Jack eyed me. “We haven’t—”

Oh, no.” Ivie dragged Jack to the settee and pushed him into the cushions before whipping around to face me. “Do NOT get him started. Vicky put some pretty perverted ideas in his head, and I’ll be lucky if I ever hear the end of it. You need to do something about that girl.” She turned back to Jack. “And you can just forget about it. You’re not putting your wand in my—”

Don’t say it!” I put my hand up. “I don’t wanna know. I’ll take care of Vicky. She’s been bugging me to write her in as the main character somewhere.”

You do that.” Ivie plopped onto Jack’s lap. “In the meantime, we’re expecting company, so can you…” she made a circular motion with her hand.

You want me to roll over? Do a pirouette? What? I don’t get it.”

Jack barked out a laugh. “See? I told you you’re shit at making hand signals.” He gave her a quick kiss then turned to me and waggled his eyebrows. “She wants you to leave. We’re trying something a little different tonight. You know…to liven up the relationship.”

Liven up the… you two have more sex than any characters I’ve ever written!”

Hey now!” Cooper Maxwell pushed the door open and stepped through with Katie James in tow. “I think we could give them a run for their money.

Cooper and Katie? What are you doing here?” I was completely lost. These two belonged in To Katie With Love… with Vicky. Oh… of course. “Did you come to capture Vicky and drag her back to the bank?”

Cooper chuckled. “No. We came to hang out with Ivie and Jack. Katie wanted to see a guy pull a um rabbit out of his hat.”

My mouth fell open and I gaped at my four favorite characters as they mooned at one another. “Wait just a minute. Are you…? No. You wouldn’t.”

Cooper’s mouth quirked into one of his trademark crooked grins and Katie blushed. Then Ivie started squirming in Jack’s lap.

Oh. My. God! You’re about to have an orgy!” I looked around the dressing room created in my imagination, and my eyes settled on the red velvet settee. “On MY furniture?”

Oh, don’t get your panties in a twist.” Vicky popped into the room. “You always assume the worst. Geez. We’re about to play a rousing game of charades followed by some karaoke. Maybe a few hands of strip poker, but that’s it. Silvia made me promise we’d be back before the end of the next chapter.”

Oh.” I narrowed my eyes at the bunch of them. “You did this on purpose to get me all worked up, didn’t you?”

Ivie giggled. “Yeah. Vicky said it would be classic. And that girl is never wrong.” She gave Vicky a high five. “Except when she is, of course.”

I shook my head to clear it. I should have stayed in bed. “Okay. Ha. Ha. You got me. Now how do I get out of here? I need a nap.”

My resident witch stepped up to me with a smile. “Close your eyes.

I did as she said.

Now, click your heels together three times and repeat after me.”



‘Baaaaahhhh’ – GOAT

Don’t give me that face. Just do it.”

There’s no place like home.”

I was surrounded by laughing idiots. I popped open an eye to see Ivie wiping tears from hers.

No. No. No. You’re supposed to say, ‘Root beer and chocolate solves everything.’”

She’s fucking with you,” Jack said, pointing to the door behind him. “That door will take you wherever you want to go.”

I took a few tentative steps in the direction he indicated and looked back at him over my shoulder. “You’re sure?”

Yep. Wherever you want to go.” He nodded a few times.

Okay, here goes.” I pushed the door open and stepped through. “And I swear to God, officer, that’s how I ended up in Christian Grey’s playroom.

about-the-book Root beer & chocolate solves everything! #FourthWallFriday @ericaluckedeanSuddenly Sorceress
by Erica Lucke Dean
Pages: 260
Published by Red Adept Publishing
on January 1, 2014
Genres: Chick Lit
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PMS can be a real witch.

Enlisting the help of her shopaholic friend Chloe and sexy club magician Jackson Blake, Ivie is forced to play a literal game of cat and mouse as she races against the clock to change her ex back before she’s arrested for his murder.

With every new spell, a fresh wave of sexual desire draws Jack further into Ivie’s troubles, along with her panties, the car, the kitchen, and assorted seedy bathrooms.

Ivie soon discovers what every witch worth her spell book knows: There’s nothing worse than a bad case of Post Magical Syndrome.

About Erica Lucke Dean

Root beer & chocolate solves everything! #FourthWallFriday @ericaluckedean

"I’m an author of fluffy romance and paranormal romance novels, with a twist. I blog about life in my haunted farmhouse and other ridiculous things. And I laugh at myself when I trip. ”

After walking away from her career as a business banker to pursue writing full-time, Erica moved from the hustle and bustle of the big city to a small tourist town in the North Georgia Mountains where she lives in a 90-year-old haunted farmhouse with her workaholic husband, her 180-lb. lap dog, and at least one ghost.

How she’s managed to survive this long is one of life’s great mysteries.


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Ever wonder what happens if you were to break into your world build and sit down and have a beer with your main characters? I think I would love to have tea with Jane Eyre, or discuss the best way to take care of vampires with Jane Yellowstone…maybe having Susie Shotgun take me out for some Angels Tears…

Interested in being part of Cabin Goddesses Fourth-Wall Friday? Sign up for a limited amount of spots open today. (Sign ups for January-June 2014). The 3rd Friday of each month is open for special eventssuch as book releases and tours. Contact me at [email protected] for more info. I hope everyone (authors and readers alike) takes time peruse the archives and find out just what other authors have done and enjoy a lot of amazing world builds! Or check out the PINTEREST board with every Fourth-Wall Friday pinned!

FWF-300-BUTTAllow yourself as an author to open up a new avenue of sharing your AUTHOR PERSONA & WORLD BUILD in a unique and creative fashion.. Just take a chance, write fluidly and from within that “place” you hangout at with your muse. Or perhaps walk in the door, tuck into a corner & watch your characters get into trouble before you take a chance and talk to them…


Breakdown on my Rating
5 Stars
Character Development
4.5 Stars
5 Stars
Overall: 5 Stars


  1. Thanks for hosting me today. I think this was the most fun I’ve ever had on someone else’s blog. 🙂

  2. Loved this blog sooo descriptive and funnyyyyy

  3. Luv this blog so incredibly funny and imganative I plan on ordering book

  4. The blog make over looks spectacular! I love all your FWFs! Can’t wait to take a “taste” of this one. Love you Kris!

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