RELEASE DAY: “Glamour Blade”, #HouseMillar book 3

Reality and perception aren’t always what they seem.

Sometimes the greatest hope is found when two hearts find their truth and their home.

Title: Glamour Blade
Author: Áine P Massie
Series:
House Millar, #3
Publisher: Encompass Ink, Teen
Genre: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2015
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When Rory Ó Cuinn, a Sidhe warrior, is sent by the Sidhe Queen’s Council to reestablish the magically enhanced vampire hunters known as Guardians, he doesn’t question his mission.

Lord Lorccán is a rare vampire noble, as he only kills humans who are far more monster than not. When he meets the enigmatic vampire Mistress Anya from the House Millar, he believes he’s found an ally in creating a warrior class to police the vampires and protect the innocent—human and vampire alike.

The two goals bring Rory and Lor together, in more ways than one. But Sidhe nobles aren’t meant to love the damned and Rory fights against a rising attraction for Lor, just as Lor pushes every one of Rory’s buttons—mostly on purpose.

When they team up, using both their magics and knowledge, to save those that matter most and find possible future Guardians, their predesigned realities and perceptions change and twist. As love, hate, passion, and betrayal collide, the only question left is which emotions the pair will grasp and hold.

Excerpt

I gently squeezed the hand that still held mine. “Lorccán, could we adjourn to the study? I want to spend more time getting to know my charge and hopefully I can then figure out the strange reaction you both have had to the vampire girl.”

“I already told you, Piscín, my home is yours. The study would be fine, as long as Dec doesn’t mind.”

“No, I’m game.”

We stood and headed to the study where I had spent most of the day before.

“Oh, hey. You do realise that there’s no one here to yell at us for acting up?” Declán suddenly chirped, grinning from ear to ear at Lorccán, as they proceeded me into the study.

The growl that suddenly burst from Lorccán was frightening. All at once he turned and pounced at Declán. Dec spun with amazing speed for a human and managed to use Lor’s strength and weight against him. When they landed, Declán was on top, attempting to pin Lor’s hands to the floor.

Before I thought about it, I had silver blades in hand and surged forward to protect Declán. Dec suddenly shifted from straddling Lorccán to crouching over him protectively, his own blades suddenly appearing in hand. “Stop! Put your blades down now, Rory! Don’t make me have to fight you, please. I will if you push.”

I stopped to process Declán’s words against what I’d just witnessed. “But, he attacked you!” I countered. “Why are you protecting him?”

“He was not attacking me. Rory, he was reacting to what I’d said. Now, put your blades away. I don’t wish to fight you, but I will not allow you to harm Lor.”

Lorccán had gone still as only a vampire could, eyes wide with disbelief. “I would not attack Declán. You misunderstand. We were playing. We found out the first time we met that he without his blades, and me without my fangs and power, are actually pretty closely matched. Anya found it amusing, but his husband always becomes upset; convinced I’m either incapable of control or trying to seduce the lad. Nicholas is far too possessive and jealous for us to play or practise if he’s nearby.”

Looking back and forth between the two, Declán had not moved from his defencive stance over Lorccán yet, I tried again, “But the growl. The surprise attack. But—”

“Why would I defend him if he was attacking me?” Declán interrupted.

“I don’t know, but as you serve vampires and a House, mate with vampires, even guard them at council meetings…how would I know why you would protect a creature that was attacking you?”

Lorccán’s face crumpled at my words. He went from a look of disbelief to one of hurt in an instant, then turned away from me. Reaching up to shift himself from under Declán, he murmured barely above a whisper, “Creature? You truly believe I would try to kill Dec? I know you’ve only known me a couple of days but—” Shaking his head he stood with such swift motion, I froze.

“Declán, you are more than capable of educating your trainer in how things are for you. You do not actually need me here for this. I will speak with you later.”

“Lor,” Declán said as he grabbed Lorccán’s arm. “He doesn’t understand yet. He’ll learn to see you like we do.”

Lorccán gave a tight nod, then was gone.

Book 1: http://smarturl.it/amazon-BV
Book 2: http://smarturl.it/amazon-BM
Short story: Dinner for the Dead is part of the Hope & Love anthology: http://smarturl.it/HopeLove
Book 3: http://smarturl.it/GlamourBlade

About the Author
Áine P Massie is originally from Florida, she now lives in Wisconsin where she works on her House Millar series full time while raising four children (the term herding cats comes to mind). Her major in College was Childhood Education (specializing in ages zero to five) with a minor study in Deaf Culture/ASL. She is also a Wiccan priestess dedicated to the gods, family, and love.
Áine is a proud member of the Rom-Critters, the Romance Writers of America®, WisRWA, and Rainbow Romance Writers. Áine has always had a particular fascination with vampires, mythology, and the unusual. When she can escape from her children and books, she enjoys… oh yes, reading, playing, ritual, a good cappuccino, and working with her healing stones.
Her first published work came in high school where she was part of a writing and drama group. However, she has been reading the likes of Shakespeare and Poe since late elementary school and enjoys most forms of fiction.
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RED TIDE RISING by Allie Gail

Title: Red Tide Rising
Author:
Allie Gail
Series: Immortal Touch, #3
Genre: Dark Erotic Paranormal
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What good is immortality when every moment is agony?

The vampire Ash has returned from his watery grave, proving that death is merely a minor inconvenience. Picking up where he left off? That might not be as easy. Because someone else is vying for Sami’s attention – the last person he ever would have expected.

Fulfilling her desire for immortality seems the surest route to winning her favor. But for Sami, this gift will come at a terrible price. One simple lie of omission is all it takes to send her spiraling into a terminal state of madness. And as the last remnants of her sanity slip away, Ash can no longer deny that her maniacal behavior is putting them all at risk. His perfect angel has become a perfect liability.

But can he find it in his heart to destroy her?

Ages 18+. Contains strong language, explicit sex and elements of horror. This book is the final installment in the Immortal Touch trilogy.

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Romance Adventures #BlogHop & #Giveaway

Welcome to the Romance Adventures Blog Hop.
(a list of other authors to Hop to is at the bottom of this post)

This bloghop is a throwback to years ago when people didn’t come to a bloghop for $$$ but to discover great books to read. And we’ve plenty of those.

Don’t Worry, there’s a gift for you as well Winking smile

This spring, from Crushing Hearts & Black Butterfly Publishing, you will see the release of the next story in the House Millar series! It’s a little different, but hey, we like different, right? Right! So, what makes the next story, Glamour Blade (well besides the title NOT having the word ‘blood’ in it, lol)?

  1. It’s not from Anya’s POV;
  2. It’s not about the triad of Anya, Nicholas, and Declán;
  3. You’ll find out more about Lord Lorccán than you did in “Blood Marked”;
  4. Find out more about Mistress Anya, but from the perspective of a human, a sidhe, and a vampire;
  5. … and more, but for some of it, you’ll just have to read.

But what’s it about, you ask?

Rory Ó Cuinn is a sidhe warrior sent to reestablish the magically enhanced vampire hunters known as the Guardians. Lord Lorccán is a vampire noble, but he’s also a little unusual as he only kills humans that are barely more than monsters themselves.

When they team up to find possible future Guardians and to hunt other vampires—the ones that kill indiscriminately—reality and perceptions change for both men as love, hate, passion and betrayal collide.

It’s still paranormal romance but with a bit more kick and who is and who isn’t friend and foe becomes a bit more complicated. I’ll give you a little (unedited) tease and then tell you what your prize in and how to enter to get it, lol. Yeah, I know, tease you then give you gifts, hehe, but hey, ‘tis the season, right?

Entering the club was surreal in the extreme. The music thumped to the point I felt it more than heard it – which, with the hearing of a sidhe, was saying something indeed. The low lights combined with dark wood and too many bodies kept the place shifting and mysterious as I looked around. Low lights flashed over the dance floor and gave a strangeness to the dancers appearance – a sort of ethereal, shimmering draw.

Of course, that was deliberate on the part of the owners – easier to hide in plain sight. Vampires, with their slightly luminous skin, were something to behold under some lighting, unless precautions were taken.

I appreciated that the smoking ban was respected here, since I hated the smell almost as much as the taste of it on my tongue.

I had grown tired of club hopping, especially since I never seemed to be sent to the nicer places. Bars were fine, I just disliked the seedier ones, you know. . . where ‘no’ doesn’t mean no. I was thankful this wasn’t the usual. The two servants I’d chatted with, swore the aberration came to this club and would return tonight.

Now to hope I can find him and gain his attention.

Knowing my mark had a thing for leather, I’d dressed in the tightest leather pants I could obtain, and added a tight mesh top that showed off my smooth chest, tattoo, and pierced nipple. Add in the kohl around my eyes, the shimmering platinum ringlets my hair naturally fell into, and the glitter sheen on my cheeks, and I was guaranteed to turn heads. My doll-like appearance, for a warrior, was both a blessings and a curse.

I approached the bar in a slow saunter, took my time to observe the patrons as I passed. I hoped the information proved correct.

“Ale please,” I called to the bartender, the one person here I actually knew. He’d hit on me at one of the other clubs I’d checked out earlier in the week.

“Hey, cutie, you following me?” Chad teased, and winked. He knew he had no chance, but we were on good terms.

“Ever the hopeful,” I chided with a smile. “Actually, I’m looking for someone specific. Just hope I don’t end up leaving alone tonight.” I winked and kept my smile in place. Chad thought I sought a special trick for some play, an illusion I planned to keep in place.

“Well, when you find him, let me know. I want to see what kind of man has you so eager.”

Making the circuit a second time, I headed back to the bar. The hairs on my arms suddenly stood on end. I could feel eyes on me, and while that wasn’t unusual – especially in a club – this, I knew, was more than just some mortal ogling my backside.

Arriving back at the bar, I turned to face the crowd, and sought the one staring at me. After Chad poured me a fresh glass of ale, I turned to pick it up. That’s when things got interesting.

A warm shock surged through me as someone ran their hand up my arm. Even through the mesh I could feel the fingers, long and strong, but cool – strange in a place like this. I knew, no human’s touch, could cause such a shock.

I turned to find the owner of the roving fingers. The stranger trailed his agile digits up, over my shoulder to the back of my neck. I slowly raised my eyes to meet his, curious to see whose hand touched me in such a sensual yet possessive manner.

Wow! Definitely vampire, aberration thankfully. The strange
r stood next to me, body turned, so when I straightened, I was neatly tucked into his form.

The creature was tall – probably a good six-four – lean bodied with a nearly gaunt appearance to his face, which gave him an intense and captivating appearance.

The stranger’s hair was a vibrant red, pulled back into a tail at his neck, and his eyes a shocking teal. He wore an ankle-length, flared leather skirt and a lace-up, halter-style, tight leather top – obviously made for a male form. Somehow, it was exceedingly sexy and masculine.

“Mmm, who do we have here?” The aberration’s sensuous voice carried a subtle undercurrent of curiosity mixed in with desire.

“Rory, sir.” Looking up from under my lashes, I smiled and arched into the male’s touch as I asked, “And you are?”

With the quirk of a small smile, he leaned down to whisper in my ear, “I’m Lorccán, though I like the way sir sounds coming from your sweet lips.” Tracing the shell of my ear with a fingertip, he continued to purr, “Why don’t you accompany me outside, piscín.”

I hadn’t expected the vampire to have such an effect on me, not when I knew what he was, dammit. Not trusting my voice, I simply nodded my consent. Lorccán’s hand slid down to my waist and pulled me against his body, before he silently lead me outside. When we reached the club doors, Lorccán motioned to a young, human, woman who headed toward us.

“Andy, my sweet, we’re leaving. Please, get the car.”

“Already, sir? She looked me over and offered a smile. "Be right back.” She practically skipped back to the parking area. A few moments later a car pulled up and Lorccán escorted me into the back of a sleek, black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan. The entire time he continued to toy with the nape of my neck, as he kept me tucked into his side. His behaviour mystified me.

Long, powerful hands twisted my body. The vampire, Lorccán, gazed at my face as he stroked his long fingers across his cheek, and up into his hair. Even with the knowledge of what he was, the fact that I was prey to him, I wanted more than just the touches Lorccán gave me.

What is wrong with me? I’m here to recruit him – the outfit and club were a lure to find him and gain his attention, but not for this!

Leaning down, Lorccán lightly bussed his lips across my temple, feathering against both eyelids and finally pressed the softest of touches to my lips. I gasped at the sudden tingle that shot through me. When my lips parted, Lorccán took it as an invitation and used more force as his lips caressed mine.

Deepening the kiss, his hands began to explore more of my body, Lorccán’s tongue teased across my bottom lip, seeking entrance. I couldn’t hold back the moan, or the slight shiver as it raced throughout my body. Opening wider to allow him entrance, Lorccán plundered my willing mouth, tasting everything he could reach. Sucking on my tongue once he’d captured it, he moved to nibble on my lower lip. Lorccán maneuvered me with quick insistent hands so that I straddled his lap.

He released my mouth and trailed kisses and nips down my jaw. Tracing the pulse in my neck, he gently sucked the skin, scraping his teeth across my pulse, and applied firm but gentle pressure. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I managed to keep enough sense to note that while Lorccán, sucked and nibbled, his fangs did not join the party. Not able to help myself, I pushed into the ministrations with a low moan.

Lorccán’s fingers skimmed across my pierced nipple. I shivered and pushed into him, desperate for more. He managed one good pinch when a knock on the window interrupted us. Startled out of the sensual fog, I realized we had stopped and someone waited on the other side of the car door. Letting out a small growl, Lorccán slid me deftly off his lap just as the door opened. The loss of his lips and body was painful and confusing. I wanted to be back in his arms again!

Obviously, I’ve lost my bloody mind.

And on the note… how about a little giveaway?

To enter to win an ecopy of “Blood’s Voice,” book One in the House Millar series, tell me What you would do on a cold winter’s night with your very own hottie with fangs? Yep, that’s all you have to do to enter!

Want to grab your copy of Blood’s Voice, Blood Marked, or of the Hope and Love donation anthology that has a little follow up on the House (along with 14 other stories from authors around the world)?

Blood’s Voice     Blood Marked

Hope & Love Anthology

And last but not least, don’t forget to hop on over to these other wonderful authors and check out their lovely posts (stories, giveaways, and fun await)!

1. Liza O’Connor

2. Daryl Devore

3. Jennifer Lowery

4. Andrea R Cooper

5. Melissa Keir

6. Karen Lopp

7. Áine P Massie

8. Gaeille Vanderspek

9. Joceline Farrah

10. Jenna Jaxon

11. Gina Danna

12. Melissa Kendall

13. Sharon Cullen

14. D’Ann Lindun

15. Nikki Lynn Barrett

16. Tricia L. Quinnies

17. Lisa Kumar

18. Georgia Lyn Hunter

19. Sheri Fredricks

20. Susan Sheehey

21. Aleah Barley

22. Stacey Brutger

23. Bobbi Romans

Blood Marked: House Millar #2 Blog Tour

Blood Marked
a House Millar novel
Áine P Massie

August 2, 2014
Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing 
New Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, Vampire, Romance

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With their romance only beginning to take root, the trio, Anya, Nicholas and Declán set forth to enrich their fledgling relationship. Having survived the explosive consummation should have set forth a downtime of sorts, instead, near death tragedies strike all around.

That should have been the worst of it, but toss the green-eyed monster of jealousy and all bets are off that anyone will survive the fire consuming them all.

Can Anya protect her lovers, find peace within herself, and lead the House Millar from tragedy to peace? Or will those waiting in the wings to strike them down win?

Come take a walk with our loving family and witness the strange turns and twists as life, love, and passions collide with greed, politics, and evil.

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THE NIGHTLIFE SAN ANTONIO by Travis Luedke (#Review / #Excerpt / #Giveaway)

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clip_image004Title: The Nightlife San Antonio
Author: Travis Luedke
Series: The Nightlife Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance/Vampires
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: June 9th 2014
Edition: eBook with Print Coming Soon
Buy Links: Amazon | Smashwords 
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Vampires, Mafia & Mayhem:

The Nightlife San Antonio is violent, sexy, and occasionally violently sexy.

All she wanted was to escape the police. All he wanted was to get laid. They both got more than they bargained for.

EMT on call, Adrian Faulkner resuscitates a beautiful woman after a Mexican mafia shootout. He can’t explain why he picks her up in the hospital parking lot three days later and then ducks the San Antonio police and the Feds. Well, the hot sex might have something to do with it.

She needed to hide. With no memory of even her name, she didn’t know from who. She only knew she wasn’t safe.

Adrian soon learns she is much more than a damsel in distress, and he’s stuck with her. It isn’t long before the past she cannot remember begins to catch up with them both…

THE NIGHTLIFE SAN ANTONIO is a non-stop thrill ride through the shadowy borderworld of mafia politics and vampires – and sex.

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The Black Lion by Elodie Parkes

Thank you for inviting me to the blog today to talk about my new release with Hot Ink Press, ‘The Black Lion’.

The story is a short, (15,900). It’s erotic, paranormal romance, featuring both shifters and vampires, and releases July 16.

The idea for the story came to me on one of my work trips when I passed a spooky old hotel place with a sign hanging outside like one of those old Highwayman type inns. The words, ‘The Black Lion’ were written on the sign, but there was no picture, and the place itself could have been anything. Paint peeled off the big door and there were no lights on inside, even though it was twilight and quite dark because of the rainy weather.

In the story, I describe the doors, but the peeling paint becomes old posters for bands that have played in my version of a club, ‘The Black Lion.’

The title is also a pun on the nature of one of the characters.

When Melissa fleetingly meets Sascha in a nightclub, she hopes he will approach her.

Sascha has secrets and it’s a long time since there was a woman in his life.

Unknown to both of them someone watches jealously.

Will this jealousy stop the budding romance between two people who both have something to hide?

An erotic, paranormal romance, full of surprises.

PG13+

She gazed up at him and in that second he wanted her so badly, he thought he would fall down.

Sascha’s expression softened. He looked into her eyes and saw desire.

Her eyes were dark with it.

Her scent flooded over him.

She pulsed with sexual need that matched his.

Sascha felt the seconds fall away as they gazed at each other in the silent dance of communication between strangers who suddenly connect on that deep mysterious level.

She must have become embarrassed because she suddenly smiled in a self-deprecating way, her hand fluttering to her cheek, and down, to smooth the blue velvet dress she wore.

Sascha couldn’t let this meeting pass.

“Hi.” It was all he could muster. His voice throaty with emotion, he smiled sincerely at the young woman.

She smiled at him, quickly, and answered, “Hi,” but then she walked on, around him.

Sascha turned to watch her go. Is she with someone? Is she with a man? His thoughts churned.

© Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Hot Ink Press

Find ‘The Black Lion’ retailing at .99 cents and equivalent on all Amazons, July 16, 2014

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Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, Secret Cravings, and Evernight

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Chasing Sunrise: The Darkmore Saga: Book One

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Genre: Vampires, Werewolves/Shapeshifters, Urban Fantasy, Paranormal, Fantasy
Series: The Darkmore Saga: Book One
Length: Novel
Published: July 25, 2014
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
ISBN: 978-1-62798-776-9
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Blurb:
Chasing Sunrise
The Darkmore Saga: Book One

On the Coastal Bend of Texas, a hidden kingdom called Darkmore lies in ruins, and King Sevon Maraté is trapped. Using Sevon as a mouthpiece and a scapegoat, Lord Dominic rules from the shadows. Born of royal verkolai blood and as beautiful as he is lethal, Sevon possesses the ability to part the Veil separating his world from hundreds of others. His gift is his chance to escape, but Dominic refuses to relinquish his tool for power. Dominic forges an ambitious plan to invade the prosperous land of Priagust. Only a select few know the mythic kingdom of shifters exists. Sevon is out of options for his people’s survival, and cooperating with Dominic is his only chance.

On their foray into Priagust, Dominic’s men kidnap and interrogate a shifter named Jack. Even under torture, Jack’s loyalty to his kind never wavers. But as Jack’s knowledge about Darkmore’s king and its history unsettles Sevon, a curious bond begins to form. Despite Sevon’s mistrust, Jack is determined to tame Sevon’s wild heart and perhaps earn his freedom. As invasion looms, Sevon wonders if trusting Jack will lead him into another trap or if he should forget about chasing the sunrise and remain Dominic’s compliant prisoner.

100% of the presale royalties of this book will go to Los Angeles Gay and Lesbian Center’s Domestic Violence Service.


Chasing Sunrise Excerpt

The chill of the metal bucket had long since numbed Sevon’s hands. He took another breath. He had to do this. He had no choice but to go through with it. He bit his lip and mentally repeated Jack was the enemy, Jack was just like any other man. Jack was a man who preyed upon men like him. Jack intended to kill him.

Jack was the enemy.

Jack was the enemy.

Jack was the enemy.

Sevon upended the bucket of ice water over Jack’s sleeping head.

Jack coughed and sputtered, consciousness returned to him in a hard-hitting rush. His shackles rattled and creaked. Sevon waited patiently as Jack fought the unrelenting wave of temperature shock. Jack turned his soggy head upward and looked at him. Sevon fought to keep his expression cold as Jack chuckled in a shuddering laugh. He croaked hoarsely, “Well, if it isn’t the little meadowlark….”

Sevon considered his set of tools on the small wooden table. They were well maintained in comparison to Dominic’s set. Dominic had them made just for Sevon’s boyish hands and gave them the royal touch with studs of diamonds, sapphires, and inlaid with filigree.

It’s just a game, Sevon reminded himself. The object of the game was for him to appear more intimidating than Jack. The intimidation part commonly worked. Sevon had never had to draw blood in exchange for the truth before. Dominic made it look easy. Easy but horrific. This time, it was different. This time, the creature had tried to kill him, and when he searched his mind, Sevon found only a foggy void where the incident would be—and a sense of desire.

The idea sickened him.

Sevon had to make himself the bigger monster. He had to be ready for what came next. He couldn’t make his heart stop racing. Sevon’s fingers glided over his instruments, trying to decide what to try first. The pliers? Maybe not. The razors and salt? Too soon for that. The flask of mercury? Oh, come now, he’s no good to the kingdom dead! Possibly the skewers are the best choice. Yes.

Sevon delicately rolled a metal skewer between his fingertips. “We’re going to have a little chat. The more you cooperate, the more you get into my good graces,” he purred.

Jack laughed against the rawness in his throat. “Your lover’s poor excuse for sadists already had a round on me. I think I made one of them cry…. I’d have to apologize about the nose of the other.”

Sevon regarded his prisoner coolly and gathered three skewers. “Broke his nose, did you?” he asked, as if they were discussing the weather. If he could keep his thoughts disassociated from what was unfolding, Sevon would get through this momentary unpleasantness.

Jack spat out a lock of greasy hair and grinned. He looked up at Sevon, the blackened blood of an aisa caked around his mouth. “More like bit it off,” he said, adding his observation, “You creatures taste like fermented clay. Thanks for the water. I needed a drink.”

Sevon maintained his aloof air, but his stomach lurched at the state of Jack’s appearance. Old bruises had faded and were overlaid with new ones that, despite the size of the marks, didn’t appear terribly severe. Old blood, sweat, and grime painted trailing fingers down his wiry body. They had done away with his clothing as well as his dignity in the dungeon. While bound in chains, he had no place to relive himself save where he stood. They had treated him like a beast. A mongrel that only deserved beatings.

Sevon knew that sensation all too well. He knew this cell intimately. Dominic was taunting him by putting Jack in the very cell where Sevon was sent to be taught obedience. Sevon blinked away his concern, despite the bile rising in his throat. He forced himself not to pay attention to the smell of filth.

Sevon considered where to apply the skewers first. The toenails seemed like a good idea. After all, Dominic had done it to him months ago as part of his training regimen. Dominic had wanted to teach him a better appreciation of the prisoner’s pain. As Sevon observed Jack’s roughly callused foot and thick toenails, his own toes flexed in his boot at the hazy memory of agony. Sevon wasn’t sure about shifter physiology; maybe it would get a reaction, maybe it wouldn’t. Losing a toenail was bound to ruin anyone’s year.

“What happened in Priagust, Jack?” Sevon asked the foot.

Jack feebly tried to jerk his foot out of Sevon’s reach. “By Diana, do we really have to be like this?” Jack whined as Sevon tapped the skewer into position.

 


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LXC_FlamesAbout the Author:

Lex Chase once heard Stephen King say in a commercial, “We’re all going to die, I’m just trying to make it a little more interesting.” She knew then she wanted to make the world a little more interesting.

Weaving tales of cinematic, sweeping adventure, epic love—and depending on how she feels that day—Lex sprinkles in high-speed chases, shower scenes, and more explosions than a Hollywood blockbuster. She loves tales of men who kiss as much as they kick ass. She believes if you’re going to going to march into the depths of hell, it better be beside the one you love.

Lex is a pop culture diva and her DVR is constantly backlogged. She wouldn’t last five minutes without technology in the event of the apocalypse and has nightmares about refusing to leave her cats behind. She is incredibly sentimental, to the point that she gets choked up at holiday commercials. But like the lovers driven to extreme measures to get home for the holidays, Lex believes everyone deserves a happy ending.

Lex also has a knack for sarcasm, never takes herself seriously, and has been nicknamed “The Next Alan Moore” by her friends for all the pain and suffering she inflicts on her characters. She is a Damned Yankee hailing from the frozen backwoods of Maine residing in the ’burbs of Northwest Florida where it could be 80F and she’d be a popsicle.

She is grateful and humbled for all the readers. She knows very well she wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for them and welcomes feedback.

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Review: ONE BITE TO PASSION by MaryLynn Bast

Title: One Bite To Passion
Author: MaryLynn Bast 
Series: The Haven, #1 
Publisher: Werewolf Tails Publishing 
Genre: Paranormal, Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 15th 2014
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Paige never imagined accepting a job assignment in Japan would be a major turning point in her life. Even though she is married, her attraction to Casey ignites fires she’d thought long burned out. When her husband shows up, she is drawn into a war between two vampire covens. She must fight to save her life and that of the man she loves.

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Unbound by Cat Miller Release Day Blitz

Title: Unbound

Author: Cat Miller

Series: The Forbidden Bond Series  (Book 1)

Genre: Paranormal Romance/Vampires

Publisher: Montlake Romance

Release Date: April 1 2014

Edition/Formats It Will Be Available In: Audio Book, eBook, Print

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 Girl gone wild . . .

College is supposed to be a time of discovery, but Danielle Vaughn never imaged it would be like this: heightened senses, supernatural powers, and a sudden craving for human blood. Dani is a demi-vamp, the daughter of a human psychic and a vampire noble, a living secret kept hidden for twenty-one ears.

As Dani’s heritage manifests itself, her thirst for blood is matched only by her hunger for Chase Diedrick. But as the son of the Vampire Council’s most powerful ruling family, Chase is already promised to another. Dani saw Council politics destroy her mother’s life; she won’t let the same thing happen to her. Besides, there’s no shortage of men who are eager to satisfy her every need, including the alluring vampire Kayden.

Unfortunately, Dani also has no shortage of enemies. Her heightened powers of telepathy and telekinesis attract the attention of a rogue vamp who preys on gifted vampires, absorbing their skills along with their lifeblood. Now, Dani must seek the Council’s help to quickly master her new vampire life . . . or risk losing it.

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I was born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland and now I live not far from my birth place in PerryHall, Maryland. I have two teenage daughters and a man that keep me busy when I’m not working full-time as a Certified Medical Coder. I’m an avid reader and I love all genre of romantic fiction from historical to contemporary to paranormal. Sleeping has always been a problem for me so most nights I can be found in the living room reading or writing instead of in bed like the rest of the world. I don’t watch television. It’s not a conscious decision, it just never occurs to me to turn it on when I have books to read and writing to do. It can actually be a hazard, because I never know what the weather will be until I look outside and I have to rely on my kids and coworkers for local and world news. I love creating the characters you love and love to hate. My characters remind me of people I know and people I wish I had never known.

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Tall, Dark and Undead Promo Blitz

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Gutsy, kickass Suzanne James has no intention of complicating her life by falling in love…especially with a vampire. But it’s hard to stay objective when a drop-dead gorgeous male rescues her from three assailants in a dark alley. All but unconscious, she could swear her hero has glowing red eyes and two sharp, pointed teeth.

Adrian Caine has spent the past hundred years, in vampire parlance, a vegetarian. When he rescues a beautiful blonde in a dark alley, it takes all of his formidable control not to backslide. Attraction turns to desire. Even though it’s not in Suzanne’s best interest, he can’t stay away.

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His eyes glowed bright as brimstone. The tips of fangs were visible even under his closed lips.

“Give me a moment,” he whispered in a hoarse voice.

As I stared, the glow subsided. From the wash of the street light his eyes shone a stormy gray. The tips of the fangs retracted. I walked to him, unafraid. “That’s twice now you’ve saved me.”

“You use up lives quicker than a cat.” His voice had returned to its normal melodious cadence. He watched me approach.

“Thank you, again.” I held out my hand. “I’m Suzanne James.”

The hand that swallowed mine felt cool and hard. “Adrian Caine.” His touch drew me. His eyes compelled me. My heart beat quickened. My breath grew shallow. I took a step closer then closer yet, my only awareness: his magnetic gaze and the sweet peppermint of his breath on my upturned face. His eyes were stormy as thunderclouds on a dark night. “You conflict me.” He breathed that sweet scent on my face as his head lowered toward mine.

“Friend of yours?”

Cal’s voice startled me and broke the spell I had fallen under. I took a deep breath and a step back. “Yes. Cal Royce, Adrian Caine.”

The men sized each other up. From the expressions on their face, neither was much impressed with the other.

“You should do a better job protecting her, policeman.” Adrian spoke in a soft voice but it carried a sting like a whiplash.

Cal’s head jerked back. His hand tightened around my purse. I grabbed it before the contents spewed out from the force of his grip. “What the hell does that mean and who the hell are you? How did you know I was a detective?”

“Where were you when she was attacked just now?” Adrian countered.

Cal whipped around. “Is that true, Suzanne?”

“Yes.” I felt a headache coming on. And my eye began to twitch.

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5249_94954557905_703050_nMulti-published author Sandra Cox writes Crossover YA, YA Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Time Travel Romance and Metaphysical Nonfiction. She lives in sunny North Carolina with her husband, a brood of critters and an occasional foster cat. </p>

Although shopping is high on the list, her greatest pleasure is sitting on her screened in porch, listening to the birds, sipping coffee and enjoying a good book. She’s a vegetarian and has a yellow belt in Muay Thai.

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