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March 3, 2012
Oracle's Moon Blog Tour Cont'd
Oracle's Moon blog tour: Join me at Romance at Random. I write about why I love reader feedback.
Plus there's a giveaway!
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Plus there's a giveaway!
http://www.romanceatrandom.com/guest-...
March 2, 2012
Official Cover Blurb for Natural Evil!
Cover Copy Information Form
Book Title: Natural Evil
Series Name: A Story of the Elder Races
Series Number: 2
Author: Thea Harrison
ISBN13: 978-1-61921-110-0
Length: 30,000 (accurate word count to follow post edits)
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Theme: Shape-Shifters
Price: $3.50
Publication Date: 3/20/2012
Tagline:
Attempted Murder. Passion. Betrayal. It’s a dog-eat-dog world.
Blurb:
Claudia Hunter is on a road trip through the Nevada desert when she sees the body of a dog on the side of the highway. Pulling over to investigate, she quickly determines that the enormous animal is clinging to life. While working to save him with the help of the local vet, Claudia realizes there’s something about the creature that seems more. Other. Wyr. Which makes this case of animal cruelty attempted murder.
Too injured to shape shift, Luis Alvaraz is reluctant to tell Claudia what he knows about his attack, afraid it will only make her a target. But the sheriff is corrupt, and his attackers know Luis is alive and vulnerable. To make matters worse, a sandstorm is sweeping into town, and if they're going to survive the night, Luis will have to place all his trust in Claudia.
Warning: Take a gorgeous man temporarily stuck in the dog house, add a strong, take-no-prisoners woman, mix in encroaching enemies and a raging sandstorm and stir to combine. Enjoy with a freshly opened can of whoop-ass.
Keywords: Wyr, Elder Races, Shape-shifter
Book Title: Natural Evil
Series Name: A Story of the Elder Races
Series Number: 2
Author: Thea Harrison
ISBN13: 978-1-61921-110-0
Length: 30,000 (accurate word count to follow post edits)
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Theme: Shape-Shifters
Price: $3.50
Publication Date: 3/20/2012
Tagline:
Attempted Murder. Passion. Betrayal. It’s a dog-eat-dog world.
Blurb:
Claudia Hunter is on a road trip through the Nevada desert when she sees the body of a dog on the side of the highway. Pulling over to investigate, she quickly determines that the enormous animal is clinging to life. While working to save him with the help of the local vet, Claudia realizes there’s something about the creature that seems more. Other. Wyr. Which makes this case of animal cruelty attempted murder.
Too injured to shape shift, Luis Alvaraz is reluctant to tell Claudia what he knows about his attack, afraid it will only make her a target. But the sheriff is corrupt, and his attackers know Luis is alive and vulnerable. To make matters worse, a sandstorm is sweeping into town, and if they're going to survive the night, Luis will have to place all his trust in Claudia.
Warning: Take a gorgeous man temporarily stuck in the dog house, add a strong, take-no-prisoners woman, mix in encroaching enemies and a raging sandstorm and stir to combine. Enjoy with a freshly opened can of whoop-ass.
Keywords: Wyr, Elder Races, Shape-shifter
Oracle's Moon Blog Tour Begins
Can you believe it? The Oracle's Moon blog tour begins today!
Join me for a Q&A over at Romance Books Forum where I talk about weird things, passion and the next big YES!! moment.
http://www.romancebooksforum.com/162...
Join me for a Q&A over at Romance Books Forum where I talk about weird things, passion and the next big YES!! moment.
http://www.romancebooksforum.com/162...
February 24, 2012
Tantor Audio Hotlist--Audie Awards 2012 Finalists
Tantor has posted a Hotlist of their Audie 2012 Finalists! I'm totally honored to have their audio version of Dragon Bound on the same webpage as so many other wonderful audiobooks!
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February 22, 2012
REQUEST: Men who read romance
Men who read romance,
I would like to write a blog post about men who read romance (mine or others, in any sub genre), and I would love your input.
If you're interested in participating, please email me at: thea@theaharrison.com.
Thanks so much for considering!
I would like to write a blog post about men who read romance (mine or others, in any sub genre), and I would love your input.
If you're interested in participating, please email me at: thea@theaharrison.com.
Thanks so much for considering!
February 21, 2012
Last Snippet of Natural Evil
Claudia remained silent. Without looking at her directly, he was aware of everything she did, every breath she took. She picked up the blankets from the floor, folded them and set them in the shadowed alcove where the bed was. Then she rolled up her sleeping bag. She did not waste anything, not a single motion in anything she did or a single word urging him to explain. She waited for him to speak in his own time and every spare, fluid movement she made was pure poetry.
Fuck, his whole body tightened at the sight. He wanted her more badly than he had wanted anyone or anything before in his life, and to be frank, up until this point, he had been a promiscuous bastard. Desire was a fire dancing underneath his skin.
Fuck, his whole body tightened at the sight. He wanted her more badly than he had wanted anyone or anything before in his life, and to be frank, up until this point, he had been a promiscuous bastard. Desire was a fire dancing underneath his skin.
Last Excerpt of Oracle's Moon
Vampyres are coming to my house, she thought. And there’s no one here but me, two little children and assorted ghosts.
Along with one arrogant, child-loving Djinn.
Khalil is one of the oldest and strongest of the Demonkind, Carling had said to her earlier that morning. If he promises to keep your children safe, he will keep them safe.
“Um, hello?” she said to the silent, empty-seeming house. Her voice was shaking as much as her hands. “Can we talk for a minute?”
The silence acquired a listening attitude. Khalil, however, did not appear.
“There isn’t much time, and I know you can hear me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Black smoke drifted across the living room floor. A tendril of it lifted in front of her and formed in the semblance of Khalil’s face. The face regarded her with about as much friendliness as the black cat had earlier.
She clenched her hands into fists. The article might not have told her much about Djinn, but it had said they loved to bargain. Material things meant little to them. What they traded in were favors. She said in a low voice, “We may not like each other much but we both care about my niece and nephew, don’t we?”
Khalil raised a dusky, elegant eyebrow.
A firm knock sounded at the door. She startled violently. She switched to telepathy and spoke fast. I would like to offer you a bargain. If you protect me and the kids from the Vampyres, I’ll owe you a favor.
The smoky Khalil-face cocked to one side as he considered the human female’s words. She really was a foolish creature, he thought. He had said he had offered her a gift beyond price that she did not value. Now he realized she truly did not understand what he had meant. He had already promised he would look after the babies, and he had not put a time limit on that offer. And part of looking after the babies meant ensuring the safety of their caregiver, whom they loved and depended upon so much.
Now she meant to bargain for something he had already given freely? He almost laughed. He took note of her rapid heartbeat and dilated eyes, and he realized she was truly in a panic.
A compassionate creature might have cared about that and not taken advantage of it, but the Djinn weren’t known for their compassionate natures.
And he certainly was not responsible for her poor bargaining skills.
Another, louder knock sounded. “Ms. Andreas, please answer the door,” del Torro said. His voice was as pleasant and nondescript as his appearance. “We know you are in there.”
You and the babies have my protection from the Vampyres, Khalil said, his mental voice as smooth as a rope of silk slipping over her neck. At a time of my choosing, you will do anything I ask you to do, for the sum of one favor. Agreed?
She gave him a jerky nod. Agreed.
Khalil gave Grace a sulfurous smile. Intending to take on a full physical form with which to greet the Vampyres, he let the smoke-face dissipate and . . .
Grace straightened her spine, assumed a calm if tight expression and turned to open the door.
Khalil had to admit, that surprised him a little. After the human had evidenced such panic, he hadn’t thought she had it in her. She still smelled of fear but her energy crackled with anger too. She clearly didn’t like how the Vampyres had frightened her. Since it was also clear she had the ability to sense his presence, he decided to hold off on materializing to see how she dealt with what waited on her doorstep.
Grace felt Khalil looming behind her as she looked through the fine mesh of the screen door at the two Vampyres on her porch. Earlier that morning in the clearing, there had been so much concentrated Power from so many entities, she’d had trouble sensing which Power belonged to whom. She’d felt surrounded by a formless heat, as if she had been engulfed by a solar flare.
Now she had no difficulty sensing the intense Power that the Vampyre males carried. She faced two disasters dead ahead with a calamity at her back, and that was more than enough to dry out her mouth and keep her heart racing.
“What do you want?” she said to the Nightkind King.
Wow, listen to me, she thought. I sound kinda rude, don’t I? Get me a Djinn like a gun in my holster, and I lose all my manners.
Along with one arrogant, child-loving Djinn.
Khalil is one of the oldest and strongest of the Demonkind, Carling had said to her earlier that morning. If he promises to keep your children safe, he will keep them safe.
“Um, hello?” she said to the silent, empty-seeming house. Her voice was shaking as much as her hands. “Can we talk for a minute?”
The silence acquired a listening attitude. Khalil, however, did not appear.
“There isn’t much time, and I know you can hear me,” she whispered. “Please.”
Black smoke drifted across the living room floor. A tendril of it lifted in front of her and formed in the semblance of Khalil’s face. The face regarded her with about as much friendliness as the black cat had earlier.
She clenched her hands into fists. The article might not have told her much about Djinn, but it had said they loved to bargain. Material things meant little to them. What they traded in were favors. She said in a low voice, “We may not like each other much but we both care about my niece and nephew, don’t we?”
Khalil raised a dusky, elegant eyebrow.
A firm knock sounded at the door. She startled violently. She switched to telepathy and spoke fast. I would like to offer you a bargain. If you protect me and the kids from the Vampyres, I’ll owe you a favor.
The smoky Khalil-face cocked to one side as he considered the human female’s words. She really was a foolish creature, he thought. He had said he had offered her a gift beyond price that she did not value. Now he realized she truly did not understand what he had meant. He had already promised he would look after the babies, and he had not put a time limit on that offer. And part of looking after the babies meant ensuring the safety of their caregiver, whom they loved and depended upon so much.
Now she meant to bargain for something he had already given freely? He almost laughed. He took note of her rapid heartbeat and dilated eyes, and he realized she was truly in a panic.
A compassionate creature might have cared about that and not taken advantage of it, but the Djinn weren’t known for their compassionate natures.
And he certainly was not responsible for her poor bargaining skills.
Another, louder knock sounded. “Ms. Andreas, please answer the door,” del Torro said. His voice was as pleasant and nondescript as his appearance. “We know you are in there.”
You and the babies have my protection from the Vampyres, Khalil said, his mental voice as smooth as a rope of silk slipping over her neck. At a time of my choosing, you will do anything I ask you to do, for the sum of one favor. Agreed?
She gave him a jerky nod. Agreed.
Khalil gave Grace a sulfurous smile. Intending to take on a full physical form with which to greet the Vampyres, he let the smoke-face dissipate and . . .
Grace straightened her spine, assumed a calm if tight expression and turned to open the door.
Khalil had to admit, that surprised him a little. After the human had evidenced such panic, he hadn’t thought she had it in her. She still smelled of fear but her energy crackled with anger too. She clearly didn’t like how the Vampyres had frightened her. Since it was also clear she had the ability to sense his presence, he decided to hold off on materializing to see how she dealt with what waited on her doorstep.
Grace felt Khalil looming behind her as she looked through the fine mesh of the screen door at the two Vampyres on her porch. Earlier that morning in the clearing, there had been so much concentrated Power from so many entities, she’d had trouble sensing which Power belonged to whom. She’d felt surrounded by a formless heat, as if she had been engulfed by a solar flare.
Now she had no difficulty sensing the intense Power that the Vampyre males carried. She faced two disasters dead ahead with a calamity at her back, and that was more than enough to dry out her mouth and keep her heart racing.
“What do you want?” she said to the Nightkind King.
Wow, listen to me, she thought. I sound kinda rude, don’t I? Get me a Djinn like a gun in my holster, and I lose all my manners.
Dragon Bound nominated for a 2012 Audie Award!
The audio version of Dragon Bound is a nominee in the 2012 Audie Awards!
Many thanks and congratulations to narrator Sophie Eastlake and Tantor Audio! http://sfscope.com/2012/02/2012-audi...
Many thanks and congratulations to narrator Sophie Eastlake and Tantor Audio! http://sfscope.com/2012/02/2012-audi...
February 20, 2012
Oracle's Moon giveaway winners!
The 3 winners of Oracle's Moon are: Kristina, Sabrina, and Linda-Congrats!
I've emailed the winners. Thanks for playing, everybody!
I've emailed the winners. Thanks for playing, everybody!
February 16, 2012
ORACLE'S MOON giveaway!
I am so excited--today I received my author copies of ORACLE'S MOON, the fourth book in my Elder Races series! To celebrate this with YOU, the readers, I'm giving away three copies here on Goodreads.
The contest runs from the posting today and will end on 12 pm (noon) Mountain Time Zone on Monday February 20th. (That is 2 pm EST, and 11 am PDT.)
Each of the three winners will receive a signed copy of ORACLE'S MOON, which I will promptly put in the mail on Monday so that they receive the story well ahead of the release date, March 6th.
To enter this contest, please answer the following questions: Do you read outside of the romance genre? If so, who is your favorite non-romance author?
Contest rules are as follows:
1. Each contestant can have up seven (7) entries. You do not have to complete all seven steps to play. All you have to do to enter for the giveaway is step #2. Completing any combination of the rest will just give you more chances to win.
2. +1 entry. Leave your comment for me on my Goodreads blog.
***YOU MUST INCLUDE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS in your comment, along with any details from steps #3 and #4.****
You must set up a Goodreads account to leave comments, but this is quick, easy and free.
3. +3 entries (1 entry each) for following me on Goodreads, Twitter (@TheaHarrison) and Facebook (www.facebook.com/TheaHarrison). (You must include this information in your comment on my blog for contest credit!)
4. +3 entries (1 entry each) for tweeting about this contest, blogging about it, or linking to it from your website, etc. (Please tell me where! You must include information on this in your comment on my blog for credit).
5. Giveaway is open Internationally/No P.O. Boxes. Yes, you read that right: this is international.
7. I will pick the three winners with the help of Random.org, and announce who they are Monday afternoon, February 20th, between 12:00 noon and 12:15 pm, Mountain Time Zone.
I am very happy to share ORACLE'S MOON with you, and I hope you have fun!
Many thanks to my agent, Amy Boggs, at the Donald Maass Literary Agency, for helping to facilitate this contest.
Good luck, everybody!
Love,
Thea
The contest runs from the posting today and will end on 12 pm (noon) Mountain Time Zone on Monday February 20th. (That is 2 pm EST, and 11 am PDT.)
Each of the three winners will receive a signed copy of ORACLE'S MOON, which I will promptly put in the mail on Monday so that they receive the story well ahead of the release date, March 6th.
To enter this contest, please answer the following questions: Do you read outside of the romance genre? If so, who is your favorite non-romance author?
Contest rules are as follows:
1. Each contestant can have up seven (7) entries. You do not have to complete all seven steps to play. All you have to do to enter for the giveaway is step #2. Completing any combination of the rest will just give you more chances to win.
2. +1 entry. Leave your comment for me on my Goodreads blog.
***YOU MUST INCLUDE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS in your comment, along with any details from steps #3 and #4.****
You must set up a Goodreads account to leave comments, but this is quick, easy and free.
3. +3 entries (1 entry each) for following me on Goodreads, Twitter (@TheaHarrison) and Facebook (www.facebook.com/TheaHarrison). (You must include this information in your comment on my blog for contest credit!)
4. +3 entries (1 entry each) for tweeting about this contest, blogging about it, or linking to it from your website, etc. (Please tell me where! You must include information on this in your comment on my blog for credit).
5. Giveaway is open Internationally/No P.O. Boxes. Yes, you read that right: this is international.
7. I will pick the three winners with the help of Random.org, and announce who they are Monday afternoon, February 20th, between 12:00 noon and 12:15 pm, Mountain Time Zone.
I am very happy to share ORACLE'S MOON with you, and I hope you have fun!
Many thanks to my agent, Amy Boggs, at the Donald Maass Literary Agency, for helping to facilitate this contest.
Good luck, everybody!
Love,
Thea
