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Promo/Review: Whisper Cape by Regan Walsh

I have the pleasure of being able to have the chance to review Whisper Cape by Regan Walsh. I have to say that I have never heard of her until about a month ago but man. She definitely has a new fan.


I loved writing every scene in Whisper Cape. But like most authors I’m sure, there are some that were more fun than others. A particular one that comes to mind is the scene in the kitchen after Addison almost kills Cael when they decide to do a little experiment with her powers. I wrote the scene right before dinner one afternoon and when I finished I was so excited and pleased with it, I rushed upstairs and reenacted the entire scene in our kitchen for my husband. He stood there smirking at me the whole time. I felt rather silly afterwards.

Here it is, it starts off with Cael trying to persuade Addison to use him as target practice, because, after all, he is, in his mind, capable of withstanding anything she can throw at him. Enjoy.

“I want you to hit me with some sparks.”
“No. I might hurt you.”
“No you won't. I can take it. Just try a small one to start.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. I need to know the impact.”
“There must be another way, Cael. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He laughed. “I’m sure you won’t hurt me.”
“Shouldn’t we go in the kitchen just in case, close to the faucet?”
“Good point.”
He stood close to the sink, arms at his sides, hands fisted. “Okay, I’m ready.”
Addie took aim.
“Wait!” he said, putting his hands up in front of him, palms toward her.
“I’m left-handed so go for my right arm … just a little spark, okay?”
“Okay, I’ll try. Ready?”
“Yes. No! Wait.” He removed his shirt and set it on the counter. “No sense ruining a good shirt. Okay, I’m ready.”
“This is a bad idea.” Addie closed her eyes; veins warmed in her wrists and hands as the surge of sparks bolted from her fingertips. Her eyelids sprang open when she heard Cael scream and she watched in horror as he flew back, slammed into the counter, and then slumped to the floor, clutching his shoulder. Her aim was off and the stream had gone high, hitting him below his collarbone.
“Holy shit! Cael, are you okay?”
 “Why did you close your eyes? You were supposed to send a small spark to my arm. Not a nuclear blast to my shoulder.” He rolled his shoulder and winced as the three-inch gash oozed blood.
“I told you this was a bad idea.” She grabbed a towel from the drawer and dabbed at the wound. “This looks deep.”
“Check upstairs, maybe Tom keeps a first-aid kit in the bathroom.”
“Here, hold this on it.”
Upstairs, Addie searched the bathroom. In her frenzy, she dumped the contents of a drawer onto the floor. Rummaging through it, she found nothing to help, not even a band-aid. She ran to the hall closet only to find sheets and blankets. She grabbed a couple of sheets, went to the bedroom closet, spied a box with a red cross on the top, and grabbed it. She ran back downstairs to find Cael slouched on the floor, his eyes closed, his face pale, and a puddle of blood pooling beneath him.
Addie raced to his side, removed the towel from his shoulder, and using one of the sheets, dabbed some blood away to get a better look. She had to stop the bleeding or he would die. There were no neighbors, no phone—not even a car to take him to a hospital.
“Damn it, Cael, this wasn’t supposed to happen. Please, wake up. Tell me what to do.”
He opened his eyes. “I’m awake, try to stop the bleeding.” He closed his eyes again, wincing at the pain.
She bunched a section of the sheet up, placing it on the wound, and pressed hard, hoping to stop the bleeding. “Can you teleport us to a hospital?”
“I don’t think I ...” His eyes rolled up and his body went limp.
“Don’t you die on me! Please don’t die. I need you. Please, please stop bleeding, you can’t die! Not now. Not when I …
“I love you.”
She wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks with the back of her other hand. She lowered her head and placed both hands on the gash, pressing with all her strength, blood soaking the cloth and her hands. Addie closed her eyes, her fingers making contact with Cael’s flesh as the sheet slipped away from the wound.
Archaic words flashed to her mind. Strange words she’d heard somewhere before, but where? She found herself whispering them repeatedly, “Vis curatio vox secundum arts, vis curatio vox secundum arts, vis curatio secundum arts.” A warm sensation flowed through her hands as she pressed. She didn't ease the pressure, determined to stop the bleeding, and continued chanting the words as a white light glowed through her hands.
Cael groaned and she opened her eyes then gasped.
The bleeding had stopped and the wound closed as if nothing had happened.
“Cael, can you hear me?”
“Yes, I hear you,” he grunted and opened his eyes. He reached up, and touched her cheek with his finger. “You’ve been crying.”
She laughed and wept at the same time. “Yes, you stupid idiot, I thought you were dead.”
“I think I was, because I heard an angel tell me she loved me.”
He tried to sit up, winced, and fell back again.
She hadn't realized she said she loved him aloud, but he heard her say it. Did she really love him or did she say it because she thought he was dying?
“I think you’re a little light-headed from the loss of blood. Careful, let me help.”
She helped him to a chair and then went to the fridge and retrieved a container of orange juice. She poured a glass full and handed it to him. “Here, drink this, the sugar will help.”
He grabbed her arm and held it. “Do you?”
“Do I what?”
“Love me.”
She turned her head, avoiding his stare. “I think you were delirious.”
She pulled her arm away from his grasp and using the sheet, wiped up his blood from the floor. What she'd felt flowing through her was powerful, and Addie thought it might be love, but they hardly knew each other. Even if she really did love him, it wasn't the time to say it.
Cael regained enough strength to stand. He reached for her arms and pulled her against him. “You healed me.”
“I know, I ... it just happened. I don’t know how I did it. Something came over me, like ...  like I was possessed or something. The words just flowed from my mouth and I couldn’t control them. I’ve heard them before—I don’t know where or when, but I’ve heard them.”
Frightened and mystified by the experience, she turned from him and ran out of the house, sprinting across the grass to the trees by the edge of the cliff. She sat, pulled her knees up to her chest, buried her head in her arms and wept. She had almost lost Cael. It was an unimaginable thought and her heart ached because ... she did love him.
The ocean filled up the small cove below and retreated again with a mesmerizing motion. She spotted an archway formed by the rocks, almost a gateway, leading out to the ocean beyond. Looking through the arch from this angle, two small rocks peeked out of the water, just on the other side of the arch. She stared at them, noticing how they formed a shape—the shape of an angel, an angel in the archway.
Someone said her name.
“Addison.” A commanding melodic voice that she recognized called to her and Addie looked up into her father’s eyes.
“Yes, sweetheart, I’m here.”
“How are you here?” She reached for him.
He cradled her as he spoke. “Addison, sweet, sweet Addison. I’m so sorry I’ve left you this way. You have many great gifts. Don’t be afraid of them.”
“Daddy, I don’t understand any of this. Why didn’t you tell me? I don’t know how to use them.”
He stroked her cheek and she grabbed his hand.
“I wanted to protect you. I’m sorry. You will learn how to use them. The knowledge is in you, it’s always been in you. I love you with all my heart and soul.”
“I love you too, Daddy.  I miss you so much.”
“I’m always with you. Put your trust in Cael.”
Her father faded and so did the feel of his arms around her.
“Daddy, don’t leave me.”
Her body shook.
“Daddy, come back, please, I need you!”
He was gone, but his strong hands were still shaking her.
“Daddy, don’t go.”
“Addison, wake up, you’re dreaming.”
Her eyes opened to find Cael’s deep blue ones staring into hers. Addie threw her arms around him. “He was here, my dad was here.”
She buried her face in his chest as his arms wrapped around her, drawing her close to him.
“Addison, don’t be afraid of your gifts. Your father had the ability to heal and I knew you would eventually. I wasn't sure how or when this particular power would come to you, but I’m glad you figured it out.”
She looked into Cael's eyes. “I’m not afraid. Not anymore. We’ll be okay. I know we'll be okay.”


A powerful woman, an extraordinary man, and a maniac who wants to destroy them. Fate has brought them together, but will it make them stronger or destroy them all in end?

Escape to a world where the impossible becomes possible and sparks ignite.

WHISPER CAPE is a town of secrets and Addison MacKenna soon becomes tangled in a web of them. Plagued with nightmares of her fathers sudden and brutal death, Addie struggles with her anguish and refuses to believe his demise was accidental.

Fighting to shake off one of those devastating early morning nightmares, Addison finds it even harder to escape from the vision of a man lying on the side of the roada man she may have just killed. When she frantically tries to locate him, he seemingly disappears, just the beginning of strange occurrences in her life. She also cannot ignore the weird sensations in her own body. Suddenly, the impossible seems possible, but is that a blessing or a curse?

Believing that her continual and worsening nightmares are both the key to her own new abilities and the clue to her fathers death, Addie knows she will not rest until she has the answers she craves. As she strives to cope with her new remarkable talents, someone else learns of her abilitiesa disgruntled maniacal psychopath with his own agenda that involves eliminating Addie. The only one who can protect her, instruct her in the use of her powers and teach her how to destroy the murderous monster is the same man who makes Addies heart race and her blood heat with passion. The same man shed left for dead.

Cael Sheridan may be arrogant and mysterious but he's also undeniably gorgeous. A member of a secret society, he is sworn to protect the woman he believes to be the daughter of his recently murdered mentor. In the process, he finds it impossible to resist her magnetic sensuality, complicating his efforts to shield and guide her as she learns to manage her newly acquired skills. At the same time, Addison has much to teach him about trust and commitment. Fate has brought them together, but will it make them stronger or destroy them both in end?


Addison, or Addie for short, is a great heroine that I loved from the minute I started reading. The poor girl is haunted by nightmares after her father's violent death. Instead of normal recurring nightmares, she is experiencing progressive dreams that change each night and go further into the nightmare like a bad movie. She is even more rattled when she almost hits a man in the middle of the road. When she starts experiencing some freaky abilities she is not sure who she should trust to tell her secret. That plan falls apart when the mysterious man she almost hit tells her he knows and has seen what she has done. She soon realizes that her someone else knows about her abilities and is out to get her and something that her father had under his protection. She must put her trust in her growing powers and the man she loves in order to defeat this nightmare.

Cael. By the end of the book, I was utterly in love with the man myself. He was a great hero for the book and added a lot to the story. Sexy and mysterious, he made me want to find him and pin him down to a bed and have my way with him. You know what I really loved about his character? There were parts of the story that had a high emotional level and we were shown a man that wasn't afraid to shed a tear or two. I honestly don't think I have read too many stories where the hero actually cried. And it didn't make him a pansy either. I think that was the point in the story that I wished Cael was real and him to be all mine. We also see him struggle with the fact that even though he thinks it is a distraction that could work against him, he falls utterly in love with Addie quickly and completely. He knows that Addie is a strong, sexy woman who can hold her own but he can't help the protective instincts that come out in him whenever they are confronted with danger. He also struggles with the fact that she is the daughter of the man who mentored him and was like a father to him. But everything seems to throw Addie and Cael together. Fate has brought them together but they have to believe in their love to make everything work out in the end.

I unfortunately couldn't read this fast enough because real life got in the way but let me tell you, if I could have avoided things like taking care of kids, laundry, and dishes, I would have probably read this book in less than 24 hours. Beware Regan, you have a new stalker! Hehe...


Mysterious, enticing read that will keep you guessing until the very end. I know I did!

Addie and Cael were so good together I'm surprised my Kindle wasn't catching on fire from all the sparks they were setting off. 

1 comment

  1. Great review. Whisper Cape sounds sexy. Will have to put it on my TBR list.