Marva Dale is the pen name for author Debra McReynolds.  Retired from the public relations field, Debra now spends her free time indulging in her passion for writing.  "I used to fill my school notebooks with stories," Debra relates, "and then add artwork to go along with them.  My second grade teacher, Mrs. Daley, predicted that I would be a writer one day."
A fan of the mystery genre, she enjoys crafting tales with a twist of suspense, a touch of romance, and a bit of humor. 
Debra and her husband, Dale, make their home in El Paso, Texas, with their dog, cats and rabbits.

Dr. Suzan Dwyer specializes in blood disorder research and maintains her own laboratory in the Washington, D.C. area. But she’s not prepared to deal with a new patient named Charles Lambert who says he’s aging by the minute and needs Suzan to help him discover a way to reverse the process through her blood research. Suzan hesitates to believe the story Charles tells her. Yet when he suddenly disappears, Suzan tracks him down and meets his wife, Ellen Lambert, a beautiful, alluring, and enigmatic woman who harbors a deep, disturbing secret. Suzan is drawn into Ellen’s world of mysticism, fantasy, lust and desire, and believes Ellen when she says that Charles has suddenly died overseas. Succumbing to Ellen’s charms, Suzan decides to give up her old life, one that she has shared with her partner, Dr. Davis Breen, for five years. As she embarks on a tempestuous affair with Ellen and listens to her incredible history, Suzan is drawn deeper into the woman’s strange but exciting world, one that might possibly include murder. Soon Suzan must decide if she wants what Ellen wishes to give her—life everlasting… Even when such a life comes at a terrible cost. 


Blood of the Gods

I had Penelope now, and I hoped she would come to care for me the way I cared for her.To ease her into a new situation, I had Tira fetch Penelope and her belongings from her uncle's house.I couldn't begrudge Thaddeus' consternation at losing not only his niece but a sizable amount of money as well, but he had given me his word and he never broke a promise.I looked upon the money as Penelope's dowry, payable to me rather than some old decrepit man she would have to marry.


Now she came to me of her own choice, ready and eager to begin anew.I could offer her more than just a mortal life with love till death do us part, but a life-a powerful existence-with love that would last us forever.Of course, I would have to broach the idea of immortality in a way that would be acceptable to her, but I felt secure that Penelope would willingly join me in time.


Chapter 24