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Double Cover Blast: E-Day and Alexxxa by @DTDyllin

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  Title: E-Day Author: D.T. Dyllin Series: M-Day #2 Genre: Dystopian Romance Publisher: Tik Tok Press Cover artist: Lindsay Tiry Expected Release Date: August 2014   Synopsis: M-Day was the dawn of a brand new harsher world. A world where old lives could be left behind and secrets buried for good. At least that’s exactly what Tammie Miles had planned. But even with her new identity as Evo, she discovers that your past is never far. When a man from her old life tracks her down, will she risk everything to keep her secrets? Or will she finally learn that maybe even she can love the right man?     Title: AleXXXa Author: D.T. Dyllin Series: Standalone Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance Publisher: Tik Tok Press Cover artist: Lindsay Tiry Expected Release Date: August 2014   Synopsis: Love and sex, sex and love… Can you have one without the other? As a world famous porn star, Alexa James thinks she has everything all figured out. But what happens when someone who gets paid to have sex has an existential crisis? Suddenly sex isn’t enough, and love seems out of reach. Will Alexa’s career choice permanently crush her spirit? Or will she discover that real love is about more than just the physical?   About the AuthorD.T. Dyllin is a Bestselling Romance Author who writes in both New Adult and Adult genres. She is a member of the RWA (Romance Writers of America) and also her local chapter, the MCRW (Music City Romance Writers).

D.T. was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (Black & Gold for life, baby!) She now lives in Nashville, Tennessee with her husband and two spoiled GSDs.
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Book Blast & Giveaway: The Darkness of Glengowyn by @IsaboKelly

 

 

The Darkness of Glengowyn

Fire and Tears

Book 2

Isabo Kelly

Genre: Fantasy Romance

Publisher: Samhain Publishing

Date of Publication: April 29, 2014

ISBN: 978-1-61922-046-1

ASIN: B00HSOHSCY

Number of pages: 151 pages

Word Count: 44,000 words

Cover Artist: Angela Waters

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Book Description:

They’ll risk forever death for one last chance together…

Nuala of Glengowyn hasn’t left her home city in over a century, but not by choice. Her skill as a weapons master has made her a prisoner of her people. Held apart, protected in the extreme—until Sorcerers attack the human city of Sinnale.

Sent to supply her unique magical arrows to help the humans, she is far from free.

The elf king and queen have sent a bodyguard, a fearsome warrior whose reputation has no rival. The only man she has ever wanted. Einar of Glengowyn.

Einar is known as a battle-crazed destroyer, so feared among elves he’s called by a single name: Darkness. And he has only one weakness—Nuala. Their union is forbidden, for melding their magics could destroy Nuala’s gifts. Yet as they journey to the war-torn city, no royal decree is a match for two hundred years of pent-up desire.

But even if they escape the war zone, their lives still hang in the balance. They must confront their sovereigns and prove love makes them stronger—or face their deaths.

Product Warnings: This book contains a deadly elf hero, a heroine who’s his match, a lot of sexy misbehaving, some hard language, racing through the streets, owls, arrows, evil Sorcerers, wicked minions, and a very dangerous elf king and queen.

Nuala stared at Einar for a few more minutes, caught by his intensity. To escape, she glanced down at his injured arm. “I can wrap that for you.” She gestured to the wound.

He gave it a cursory glance. “It’s only a scratch.”

“But neither of us can afford to have you weakened.” She spun in a slow circle, then started opening doors. When she found a room that contained a couch, she led him inside. “Sit,” she ordered.

Without supplies, her only option for binding the wound was the hem of her riding robe. “Your knife.” She held out a hand without looking at him and pulled up the long length of material.

“It’s not necessary.”

“Don’t argue.” She wiggled her fingers, still focused on the material in her hand. His presence threw her off balance and looking directly at him made it worse. They hadn’t spent this much time together, alone and in close proximity, since…

She didn’t want to think about the last time.

After the knife hilt settled gently into her palm, she sliced a few lengths of silk along the split front hem of the robe. It would leave a wider V in the front, but since they had to travel quickly, she was considering cutting off the length completely anyway. Once the sun set, the early autumn nights were too cold to get rid of the over-robe altogether. It was designed to allow easy, free movement, with slits in front and back so she could sit astride her horse without the long material getting in the way. It had stayed out of her way during the earlier fight too. But those lengths of material could be put to better use. And the less she had to worry about right now, the better.

Once she had sufficient improvised bandages, she turned to Einar. “Take your tunic off,” she said, her voice as firm and emotionless as she could make it.

She tried not to be affected as he stood, removed his scabbard belt, then slipped his short vest off and dragged his tunic up over his head. Unfortunately, she couldn’t hold back her quickly drawn breath when the magnificent musculature of his chest was revealed in full.

This wasn’t the first time she’d seen him bare-chested, but the sight never ceased to stir her. When she looked up, she found him staring at her, his dark eyes black in the dim light leaking in through grimy windows. She swallowed and focused on his arm. Her heartbeat sped as she drew near enough to feel the heat of his skin and smell the tangy combination of his natural spicy musk mixed with the sweat of battle. With Einar, that combination had always overwhelmed her better judgment, targeting her most desperate desires. Only with him.

Yet another reason she’d spent so many years avoiding him.

Though her pulse pounded in her ears, she concentrated on making her hands steady, her touch gentle. She used one length of material to gently blot the worst of the blood away. Some still seeped slowly from the injury, but not enough to be dangerous. Once she’d gotten the area as clean as possible with a dry cloth, she used another length to tightly bind the wound.

His muscles flexed under her touch, which didn’t help. “Relax,” she ordered, her voice irritatingly husky.

He let out a long, slow exhale that brushed over the top of her head, and his biceps relaxed. She noticed at a glance, however, that his stomach muscles were tightly clenched. When she risked a peek at his face, his jaw was also tight, and he stared at the wall across from where they stood.

She turned back to her work, knowing she shouldn’t have risked this kind of proximity for this long. Einar had more power over her body and heart than any other elf. A fact they were both growing more aware of with each passing moment.

When she’d tied off the bandage, satisfied it would do for now, she stepped back and gestured at his leg without actually looking down. “Are you cut or was it just your trousers?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Nothing as in no blood, or nothing as in you don’t wish me to bandage the wound?”

His gaze jumped from the wall to her and she took another involuntary step back. Heat, promise, need and something she didn’t want to admit seeing blazed out at her, an arrow right into her heart.

“You made it clear,” he said quietly, “that your magic was not something you could sacrifice. We should not remain this close. And I should not take off any more clothing around you.”

 

 

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About the Author:

Isabo Kelly is the award-winning author of numerous fantasy, science fiction, and paranormal romances. Her life has taken her from Las Vegas to Hawaii, where she got her BA in Zoology, back to Vegas where she looked after sharks, then on to Germany and Ireland where she got her Ph.D. in Animal Behavior.

Now Isabo focuses on writing. She lives in New York with her Irish husband, two beautiful boys, and funny dog. She works as a full time author and stay-at-home mom.

For more on Isabo and her books, visit her at www.isabokelly.com follow her on Twitter @IsaboKelly, or friend her on Facebook www.facebook.com/IsaboKelly

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Series Blast & Giveaway: Daughters of Eden by @JMSchroder1

 

 

Thunderstorm

Daughters of Eden #1

AUTHOR NAME: JM Schroder

BOOK GENRE: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

PUBLISHER: Eden Press

PUBLICATION DATE: December 18, 2012

PRINT LENGTH: 305 pages

What you thought you knew about the BIBLE is about to CHANGE.
What if you found out you were the granddaughter of the first woman. No, not Eve, but Lilith? After 150 years Dika Edens, the oldest of 4 girls each destined to live forever finds out that very thing. She is not sure if it is a curse or a gift from the Gods. All she knows is the man that has informed her of this has way too much guilt on his shoulders regarding her and her past. Chrome is her Guardian, but that does not mean he can protect her from everything. He should be the first one to know that - since he is the one telling her that she must save the world.
My name is Dika, I am an American born Hungarian, Polish, Spanish Gypsy with a little bit of something special, born right here in the green state of Oregon, home of the Beavers. History would be changed in a matter of a few words spoken from the man that has been haunting my dreams.
My sisters and I need to save the world, and if we don't, the Universe will cease to exist as we know it.
My name is Chrome Jai, Dragon Guardian to Dika Edens, created to protect her from the evils of the first human woman mother of mankind. I will protect her as she fights to save the humans, but her first assignment will be to make it through the first 48 hours and find her Aunt and her Grandmother.
We will go together to hell and back just to fix the mess of the Gods and mankind.

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Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HYYT52O

iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/audiobook/thunderstorm-daughters-eden/id815906739

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Audiobooks: http://www.audible.com/pd/Sci-Fi-Fantasy/Thunderstorm-Audiobook/B00I87YE3G/ref=a_search_c4_1_2_srTtl?qid=1395031735&sr=1-2 (this is free if you’re new to audible)

 

I closed my eyes and I knew I would not have the nightmare, not today.  I would dream of him and every inch of that glorious body and what I wanted to do with it.  I could not get my mind off that subject today. 

I know exactly what I would do to him.  I am so happy that he cannot read my mind.  I know he can sense the arousal; I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me.  But he does not know my thoughts, because right now, they’re edging on the triple-x side, if not way beyond. 

I turned toward the back of the cave, hoping that if I stared at the cave wall, I could actually fall asleep.  I keep daydreaming of walking up to Chrome, running my hands down his arms, as he shivers from my touch.  I step in closer to him; place my hands on his chest slowly, feeling my way up until my hands are back behind his head and I pull his mouth down to mine.  I knew he would taste of raspberries, his lips are so soft.  I feel his mouth open to mine, the taste and feel of his tongue send  shivers down to my clit, I feel it pulse and tingle as if I was about to reach orgasm.  His tongue twirls around mine, in a battle of their own he slowly sucks my tongue further into his mouth; with a groan, I press the entire length of my body into him, and I feel his warmth.  His arms move in around me, pulling me even closer.  I felt his erection push up against me.  It is so impossibly hard, and oh, my God, it is just like everything else on his body…. it was huge.  I felt every bit of moisture in my body converge and pool in my panties.  I had never kissed a man and had this feeling.  I feel like it is better than any sex I have ever had with a human.  I looked up into his eyes.  Those eyes… those eyes, were his eyes.  He sighed. 

I jumped back; this was no daydream I had just molested Chrome.  Oh, shit! 

“Chrome,” I squeaked. 

“Dika,” he said, “I am sorry; did I hurt you? I am sorry.”

He started to back away further. 

“No, Chrome,” I said startled, “you did nothing wrong.  I am the one who should be sorry.  I did not mean to do that.”

I stood there staring at him.  I swear I was just daydreaming.  How could it have gone from a daydreaming to actually doing what I was doing…. molesting this man? 

 

 

Daughters of Eden – In the Beginning

Daughters of Eden #2

AUTHOR NAME: JM Schroder

BOOK GENRE: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

PUBLISHER: Eden Press

PUBLICATION DATE: December 13, 2013

PRINT LENGTH: 110 pages

In the beginning God created the heavens and earth. Then God created man and woman, man was not satisfied with his first mate, so Eve was created.
Then jealousy reared her evil head and the first sin.
In the beginning God created man and woman, and man was not happy so he created Eve.
Man and woman sinned and God sent them out of the Garden.
But what you thought of the bible is about to change, there is more to the story.
Lilith and her Archangel will begin a path to redeem mankind and save the universe

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HARH5X6

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Daughters of Eden – In the Beginning

 

“My Angel Michael, why do you talk to me so often?  Why do you seek me out?  Don’t you have duties to your God to fulfill?” she asked very boldly. 

“My duty is to watch over you and all of God’s creatures,” I answered.

“Then why is it that I always feel you near me, it is like you never leave me?” she asked with a smile on her beautiful lips.

“It’s because I find you the most interesting and intriguing, my lovely Lilith.  But right now I do have to leave you and report to our God on your thoughts.”

“When we speak again, I shall have more questions, there is so much I would love to know and learn.” She continued down the path. 

I watched her for a few more moments as she walked away loving the way her hips swayed gracefully side to side so alluring and beautiful.  “I know you are still there Michael, go do your duty,” she said with a laugh.  I jumped at her declaration, knowing she could not see me and then hearing her melodic laugh.

I left with a smile and a warm heart. I know as I went to approach Yahweh to tell him everything I had learned that he would already know of it, but I wasn’t sure he would know what Lilith thought in that beautiful and very intelligent head of hers.

I transported myself to the heavens, missing the presence of her loving smile.  Entering the halls of Yahweh’s great Fortress in the heavens it always took my breath away.  But it was now losing its appeal as I thought about Lilith’s beauty in comparison.  I ushered myself into the throne room of Yahweh’s own personal dwelling area.  Bowing deeply before the throne, “My Lord, may it please you can I have a moment of your time?”

“Yes, Angel, what is it that you have to tell me?” he answered, his voice echoing off the walls of his intricately designed walls.  The etching in the walls lay out the designs of the Universe and the worlds beyond a guide to creation and the layouts of the other Gods’ creatures.

Coming to sit before Yahweh, I thought carefully about how I would express my feelings without putting them in the forefront so that I did not seem too excited at the fact that Lilith and Adam would not be as Yahweh had wanted them.

“What is it that has you so twisted into rings of turmoil as to make it so you are not comfortable in speaking with me?”  Yahweh questioned me lovingly and it reassured me that what I had to say would not make my Lord unhappy.

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Jennie Schroder lives with her husband and three amazing and energetic children in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. She studies Court Reporting and is starting community college majoring in English lit and writing. Her love of writing took off in her junior high school years in Mrs. Eckert’s Creative Writing Class. Now she is sharing the stories in her head with everyone because there are way too many to keep to herself. If not writing, seeking out readers, interacting and thanking her amazing supporters, daydreaming about her next story or being a very exhausted mother to 2 young boys and a teenage daughter, Jennie loves most to be playing with her family – indoors and out and reading.

Website: http://www.daughtersofeden.blogspot.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DaughtersOfEden ; https://www.facebook.com/JMSchroderAu...

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Book Blast:ONCE IS NEVER ENOUGH by @DelilahDevlin

 

 

ONCE IS NEVER ENOUGH

Delta Heat, Book 5
Samhain Publishing
eISBN: 978-1-61921-887-1
Format: Ebook

Genre: Contemporary, Kink/BDSM, Red Hots!!!, Ménage & More, Men In Uniform
On Sale: May 20, 2014

It’s time for this Dom to learn he may not always know what’s best.

When his four Memphis PD friends needed to let off steam, Mondo helped them all navigate the BDSM world—his world—and find the women of their dreams. Now the vice cop and La Forge Master/Dom is the last single man standing. And he’s feeling a little like the odd man out.

He’s been waiting a long time for the right woman, one strong enough to match his dark passions. A timid grade school teacher definitely doesn’t make the short list.

Sunny Boudreau was content with her rather prosaic life until a trio of lovers moves in next door. But as she gets to know them and all their friends, she’s drawn to the edge of their ménage/BDSM play. She’s tempted to take the plunge—except Mondo warns her off.

Her first taste of the club only whets her appetite and ignites her desire to prove she’s exactly the woman Mondo’s been hungering for.

Warning: BDSM play at your favorite kinky club, group play at home, some fun BDSM, girl-on-girl kissing, an orgy…the usual for our boys in blue.

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Mondo didn’t know until that moment exactly how much he wanted her. Her sweet words, her moist green eyes, drew him closer. He stepped forward, reaching for her, knowing this wasn’t the right way to proceed if what he intended was simply training, but unable to resist the urge to give her reassurance and himself the pleasure of her skin beneath his fingers.

Her mouth opened, the plump bottom lip trembling on her indrawn gasp as her nipples touched his chest. Even through the cotton garment he wore, he felt the prick of the engorged points, and his groin tightened.

Her courage was beautiful, her desire mirrored in her green eyes. She’d endured exposure, his public caresses, and yet she was all but begging for more.

With one arm encircling her back, he pressed her closer, letting her feel his cock as it hardened. He cupped her cheek, swept a thumb across her bottom lip and bent his head until his forehead touched hers.

So close their breaths mingled, he sighed. “I must tell you. I want to be more than your teacher.”

Her eyes widened. “Pansy said that a Dom’s instructions can be entirely free of intercourse. That the encounters are often more about exerting control and giving up power to another than about sex.”

“Yes, I usually train from a distance. If I was to be simply your teacher, my touches would be confined to impersonal ones—those giving punishment or for gauging your body’s reactions. Yes, you are vulnerable, and there can be orgasms, but I usually choose not to engage in sex with my subs. My pleasure is confined to watching them grow and flying free of their inhibitions.”

“She said you like to inflict pain,” she whispered. “I’ll admit now, I don’t fully understand how that is a good thing. How you can be driven by a need to inflict pain and your sub be grateful for the abuse.”

Tenderly, he framed her face. “It’s not abuse. I never give more punishment than a sub can take, but it takes concentration, and the ability to read the signs so I know how far I can push. You’ve never experienced this before, but there is pleasure in pain. A release of endorphins that will steal your inhibitions.”

“That’s what you would like to show me?”

“Yes.”

“But you won’t be doing it from a distance.”

“No, I would like to make this intimate. Our journey. And I would like to make love to you.”

She closed her eyes. “I almost wish you wouldn’t talk. That you’d just take.”

“If that is how you would like to play, I can oblige.”

The silkiness of his tone was so seductive, she shivered. “Would you think I’m foolish if I say I don’t want you to be easy with me?”

“I’d say you don’t know your limits. Not yet. But if you will give me your trust and do everything I say, I’ll give you the greatest pleasure of your life.”

 

 

Until recently, award-winning romance author Delilah Devlin lived in South Texas at the intersection of two dry creeks, surrounded by sexy cowboys in Wranglers. These days, she’s missing the wide-open skies and starry nights but loving her dark forest in Central Arkansas, with its eccentric characters and isolation—the better to feed her hungry muse!

For Delilah, the greatest sin is driving between the lines, because it’s comfortable and safe. Her personal journey has taken her through one war and many countries, cultures, jobs, and relationships to bring her to the place where she is now—writing sexy adventures that hold more than a kernel of autobiography and often share a common thread of self-discovery and transformation.

Delilah Devlin is a prolific and award-winning author of erotica and erotic romance with a rapidly expanding reputation for writing deliciously edgy stories with complex characters. Whether creating dark, erotically-charged paranormal worlds or richly descriptive historical stories that ring with authenticity, Delilah Devlin “pens in uncharted territory that will leave the readers breathless and hungering for more…” (Paranormal Reviews) Ms. Devlin has published over 100 erotic stories in multiple genres and lengths.

She is published by  Atria/Strebor, Avon, Berkley, Black Lace, Cleis Press, Ellora’s Cave, Harlequin Spice, Kensington, Running Press, and Samhain Publishing.

Website: http://www.delilahdevlin.com

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/38530.Delilah_Devlin

Series Blast & Giveaway: Red Ridge Pack Series by @Sara_Staci

 

 

END OF LIES

Red Ridge Pack #4

Genre: Paranormal, Young Adult

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

Publication Date: COMING SOON

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Web of Lies

Red Ridge Pack #3

Genre: Paranormal, Young Adult

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

Date of Publication: 12/20/12

In the midst of a struggle for control of his pack, eighteen-year-old werewolf enforcer-to-be Luke Stanton meets the one girl who will destroy everything…or complete him.

TANGLED
Eighteen-year-old Luke Stanton is focused, strong, and intimidating as hell. He has to be. As the future enforcer of Red Ridge, it will be his job to keep the other weres in line. So avoiding close friendships, pack drama, and especially pack females is in his best interest. He witnessed firsthand what love did to his father, so casual human hookups are enough.

Then she arrives: Scarlett Reed. She arouses something primal in him, something undeniable. But just as Luke gives himself permission to finally experience something real, the truth bursts free. The were beauty is harboring a secret so devastating it has the power to destroy him. At the same time, the pack is splintering over a battle for leadership, and Luke’s strength is needed more than ever. It is a time of upheaval, of the destructive power of lies. Everything he thought to protect is in danger: his family, his friends…and most of all, his heart.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Web-Lies-The-Ridge-Pack-ebook/dp/B00GXENMZW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1400454227&sr=8-1&keywords=Web+of+Lies+by+SARA+DAILEY+%26+STACI+WEBER

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Circle of Lies

Red Ridge Pack #2

Genre: Paranormal, Young Adult

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

Date of Publication: 12/20/12

Life has always been easy for Aiden Wright. He’s smart, athletic, funny, and the ladies adore him. But when tragedy strikes, Aiden discovers the truth about who he really is, and his whole world comes crashing down around him. Aiden thought that being a teenage werewolf was going to be awesome, but it might just cost him the one girl who could make him whole.

Since her mother’s disappearance, Teagan Rhodes’s life has been littered with her father’s empty beer cans and his hollow promises to change. Convinced that others would only let her down, she keeps everyone at arm’s length—but resisting Aiden’s charm is proving to be more difficult than she thought. Throw in a psychotic werewolf hunter out to terminate the species, and one wrong move, one wrong decision could destroy everything.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Circle-Lies-Ridge-Pack-ebook/dp/B00ARNJPEW/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1

Boroughs Publishing Group: http://boroughspublishinggroup.com/books/circle-lies

 

 

Pack of Lies

Red Ridge Pack #1

Genre: Paranormal, Young Adult

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

Date of Publication: 4/08/12

The last thing Allison Wright ever expected when she moved to Red Ridge, New Mexico was to come muzzle to muzzle with the wolf of her dreams.
Seventeen-year-old Allison Wright is convinced she’s losing her mind. Uncontrollable mood swings, hot flashes, and the urge to punch anyone who gets in her way are suddenly becoming everyday occurrences. Before her erratic behavior gets out of hand, Allison’s mother finally comes clean about her dark secret. Mom is a werewolf, and soon Allison and her brother Aiden will suffer the same fate. When Allison reaches her breaking point, the family leaves their life in Texas to move to Red Ridge, New Mexico where they rejoin the pack that Allison’s mother left behind almost 20 years ago.
Unfortunately, not everyone in Red Ridge is thrilled about Allison’s arrival, especially when she attracts the attention of the very handsome, very taken, soon-to-be alpha, Cade Walker. Little does Allison know, her mere presence is causing a rift in a once unified pack. Not only has Cade been forbidden from being with Allison by his father, the pack’s alpha, Cade’s girlfriend, Kendall Stuart, will stop at nothing to get Allison out of the picture. Well on her way to becoming the next alpha’s mate, Kendall expects to rule the pack by Cade’s side even if it means teaming up with a rogue werewolf with an agenda of his own. Determined to get rid of Allison permanently, when Kendall and the rogue join forces, all hell breaks loose and no one in the pack is safe, especially not Cade and his true mate.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Pack-Lies-Red-Ridge-ebook/dp/B007SBHU2A/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1380507944&sr=8-1&keywords=Sara+Dailey+%26+Staci+Weber

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Born of Lies

Red Ridge Pack #0.5

Genre: Paranormal, Young Adult

Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

Date of Publication: 7/4/13

After one night of wild freedom, Lillian Michaels must decide between the secret of her werewolf pack, her family, her word and true love.

The world changed for Lillian Michaels the day Marcus chose her. Gorgeous, strong fierce…and soon he would be alpha of her werewolf pack. But then the marriage was set. No choice. No looking back. Except, she did. Lillian started looking forward, too, and wondering if eighteen was too young to give away her life.

Certainly, it is tonight. A rock concert. She and her friend, intoxicating music, sweat, bodies, freedom…and him: Paul. The human bassist’s touch makes her soul sing like the strings of his axe, and everything is possible. Yet, Lillian’s parents, her secrets, her entire world lies elsewhere. Paul doesn’t even see what she is, what she can do. What she must do. This to-die-for human is not of her kind. And yet, something special, something terrifyingly perfect, something eternally true has been…born of lies.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Born-Lies-Ridge-Pack-ebook/dp/B00DSDUTN4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1380501991&sr=8-1&keywords=Born+of+Lies

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Both Sara Dailey and Staci Weber are avid readers, English teachers, friends, wives and soccer moms. They have been teaching together for the past ten years and writing together for six.

Born and raised in Houston, TX, Staci Weber is a graduate of the University of North Texas. Staci is a junior high school teacher with an addiction to reading romance novels. She considers herself incredibly lucky to have a close family, some good friends, a fabulous husband and two beautiful little girls.

Sara Dailey co-authored the Red Ridge Pack Novels with her good friend and co-worker Staci Weber. She has a degree in literature from U of H Clear Lake and is a graduate of The Institute of Children’s Literature. Sara is a native Texan and lives with her wonderful husband and son in League City, TX.

Connect with Sara Dailey & Staci Weber:

website: http://www.saraandstaci.com/

blog: saraandstaci.blogspot.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Sara-Dailey-and-Staci-Weber/102330932229

twitter: twitter.com/Sara_Staci

Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: State Of Infection by @Zom_Novel_Frey

 

 

 

State Of Infection

Michael J. Frey

Genre: Science Fiction/ Horror

Publisher: Black Rose Writing

Date of Publication: March 6, 2014

ISBN: 9781612963211

ASIN: B00J4WWY3Q

Number of pages:266

Word Count: 84K

Cover Artist: Tommy Dalston

Book Description:

Just months before the Battle of Central Park and the onset of the Second Civil War, President Obama declares martial law in New York, New Jersey and Connecticut as Montoya’s encephalopathy spreads.

Despite the military’s best efforts, the government falls and Manhattan is reborn as a city-state under a military dictatorship. Survivors Mike Calaf, and Avalon Calendar struggle to survive, caught between the zombies and the new ruler of New York.

But long before the zombie infection, during the First Civil War, Doctor William Jackson (of the Confederate States of America) is trying to unravel the mystery behind this strange new sickness. He knows that if Complex P fails to work, there could be devastating consequences which might influence the future of mankind.

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1- DOCTOR MIKE CALAF

It’s been nearly a year since the outbreak. Most people call it the ZA infection, though it’s not really an infection. The proper medical term is Montoya’s encephalopathy (named after Claude Montoya, the French researcher who spearheaded the early studies).

I was in my office seeing patients when it began. Back then I had a medical practice on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, about a block away from my one bedroom apartment. I could get from my office to my home before you could say Jack Robinson. It was convenient as heck (and in the end, probably saved my life).

In those days my biggest concern was keeping the practice growing. Medicine is, among many things, a business, and like most businesses, mine had overhead. Lots of overhead. In my case overhead meant two receptionists and two nurses. I also had the malpractice insurance to cover, which seemed to go up almost every year. Next came the office supplies (both secretarial and medical). Then throw in the computers, maintenance, and a small reserve for holiday parties. Private practice in New York City was a costly beast to say the least.

Fortunately, I did pretty well and was able to celebrate my black Friday earlier and earlier each year. I wish I could attribute my good fortune to my skills as a doctor, but as Avalon might say, that dog won’t hunt. There were plenty of good docs in New York City before the ZA infection, so I had to find a way to stand out. The real secret to my success was keeping the waiting down to a bare minimum. I prided myself on it. Everyone hates waiting for the doctor, I get that, I hate it too. And no group of people does hurried and rushed like Manhattanites. So if Mrs. Kessler had an appointment at noon, she was seen by noon, or sooner. That, and a pair of the friendliest secretaries known to mankind, is what kept my people coming back.

Of course, it didn’t always work out that way. All it took was one complicated condition to throw off the schedule. For example, during what I thought was a routine physical exam, I felt an enlarged liver in a fifteen-year-old boy. That’s how a visit booked for twenty minutes became forty-five minutes. After explaining the findings to a terrified patient and his mother, I then had to order liver function tests, screening tests for hepatitis and a CT scan of the abdomen. It takes time, but it has to get done. You do what you can while keeping the bottom line in mind. And, if Mrs. Kessler wants to tell you about her son’s academic success at Brandeis University, or Mr. Barkman wants to show you pics of his new Shetland Sheepdog? Well, you smile and look at the pics, or at least that’s what I did. Good word of mouth followed, and my practice grew; satisfying both my needs as a physician, and as a businessman.

I wish I could say my office was filled with marble and gold leaf, and that I had one of those big fancy wooden desks. It wasn’t like that. But it wasn’t one of those tired, worn out old offices with dirty carpets and framed posters of Matisse and Van Gogh everywhere you turned. It was pretty standard I guess.

On my desk, I had two photographs. One was a recent pic of Kimberly and me in the North Fork of Long Island (the wine country). The other was of my sister and my parents, which was taken at a wedding, or bar mitzvah, or something; everyone dressed up and smiling in the type of picture that seemed dated the second it went into the frame; the type of picture destined for a desktop. Overall, I’d say it was a nice setup. Then the ZA infection came and everything changed. And if a little zombie apocalypse wasn’t bad enough, the Southern Federation showed up next to conduct what they called the Second Civil War. Talk about bad karma.

Manhattan is now what one might call a city-state, a tiny little country onto itself. And who gets to be king of New York? A man named Castor Dean does. Castor Dean is the class president...of a pretty big class. Not that he was elected by his classmates (or anyone else for that matter). His authority was given to him by what remained of the military after the government collapsed. His official political title is the Gallum Major; which means king or ruler. Personally, I would have chosen “El Hefe” if I ruled New York, but they never offered me the position. This is not to say that Castor Dean is a bad leader, it’s just that the vox populi never meant much to him. Most survivors welcomed Castor and his absolute rule. After all, because of him, the city still has electricity and clean water. That fact alone makes Castor worth his weight in gold.

Castor changed things up when he came into power. For starters, he renamed the city. Manhattan, he felt, had been erased by the ZA infection. The survivors of the zombie apocalypse needed a fresh start, a new beginning. So Manhattan was reborn as Gallum City, and Roosevelt Island (a small island adjacent to Manhattan) became its capital. Because of Roosevelt's small size, Castor’s army was able to clear out the zaps in a matter of days. This zombie-free sanctuary (just a few minutes boat ride from Manhattan) was the ideal location for the new ruling class. Roosevelt Island was divided into three sections. The southern section became a military town named New Sparta (where most the soldiers were barracked). The middle of the island was for government leaders and their families. The northern section was given to the surviving civilian population, the natives, who lived on Roosevelt before the infection. They were allowed to stay, provided they agreed to relocation.

 

Character Name: Doctor Michael Calaf

Character Bio: Resident of NYC and Gallum City. Loyal subject of Castor Dean.

 

Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?

I think my worst quality is that I let women, specifically a certain woman cloud my judgement. I think a lot of the trouble I got into was because of Avalon. But she is my weakness. My best quality is loyalty to my friends. Well maybe not all my friends. Certainly to Castor and to Avalon. Less so for Kenny Papperman. So sorry Kenny.

 

What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?

The one thing I wish other people knew about me was what a good doctor I was before the zombie apocalypse.  I never really got to use my skills on Roosevelt Island. My career there was very short-lived due to the problems we ran into.

 

 

What are you most afraid of?

I am most afraid that I will never find Avalon again. It’s not like we have cell phones in the apocalypse. Of course I fear for NYC and what might happen to it should the Southern Federation win the Second Civil War.

 

 

What do you want more than anything?

What I want most is to find Avalon and to make certain individuals pay for what they’ve done to me...to us and out relationship.

 

What is your relationship status?

My relationship status is currently single, but I hope for that to change.

 

How would you describe your sense of fashion?

I’m a classy dresser, or at least I was. Maybe not on the level on Kenny Papperman, but I try.

 

How much of a rebel are you?

Not much. Most of my life I have played by the rules. It’s hard to be a rebel when you choose the path of medicine. You have to answer to a lot of bosses (professors, teachers, senior doctors) if you want to become a physician yourself. Good grades are very important. Since the outbreak of infection, I have again been playing by the rules. I accept Castor Dean and his absolute rule and I obey. If there is one thing I rebel against in this world, it’s the zaps.

 

What do you considered to be your greatest achievement?

My service to the people of Gallum City and specifically to the service of the Gallum Minor, who is the right hand man (or should I say woman) to Castor. Her health meant a great deal to me. It was my job to care for her and I took my job very seriously.

 

What is your idea of happiness?

Sometimes I think the time I had alone with Avalon, trapped in our apartment, when the outbreak first started, was my happiest time. There were no interferences from the outside. Just the two of us, safe up on the 21st floor. Of course, we eventually ran out of food and we had to do something. But for while it last, those few weeks in October were pretty sweet.

 

 

 

What is your most treasured possession?

When I was up in Harlem, we had spent some time with the Inquisitor and the Golden Legion. Before we left, he gave me something very special. Something very important. I will cherish it forever. It is my prized possession.

 

 

Which living person do you, most despise?

There is a person I dislike most. Anyone who knows me knows who that is. If I ever run into that person again, I hope I have the strength to resist violence. But my inner wolf wants to fix him. Wants to put a bullet in his chest.

 

What is your greatest regret?

Not recognizing the spies among us on Roosevelt before it was too late.

 

What is the quality you most like in a man?

loyalty

 

 

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

loyalty

 

Who is your favorite hero in fiction?

Holden Caulfield

 

Which living person do you most admire?

I admire Castor Dean. He is a fair ruler and a good man. Yes, he has a temper, and yes he has a nasty sense of justice. Dressing people up like clowns and burning them alive is about cruel and definitely a bit unusual a punishment. But that’s just how he does things. He is a very charismatic man and knows in the inner working and machineries of his fellow survivors.  I admire that in him as well. I mean look at the new civilization he created. Look at Roosevelt and Gallum City. That’s all him. Plus was able to maintain the power distribution to the survivors. I am glad, very glad I met Castor.

 

 

What is your motto?

Currently it would have to be, ‘Life is suffering.’

 

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Michael Frey is a physician and assistant professor in New York City. He lives in Westchester, New York with his wife Jessica, two children and two dogs.

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Book Blast & Giveaway:Lindy & The Wulfen by @rebutlerauthor

 

 

Lindy & The Wulfen

The Wolf’s Mate, Book 7

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publication Date: May 6, 2014

Print Length: 150 pages

ASIN: B00J2CJNK0

After a devastating blow to her already fragile self esteem, werewolf Lindy Vincent has decided to stop being the pack whore and change her life for the better.  With the help of her two best friends, her alpha female, and a feisty she-wolf named Eula, Lindy starts down the road of self-improvement, happy for the first time in years.

Crimson Ta'rek is a Wulfen, a cross between a wolf and a fairy, and the only one of his kind.  After casting a spell for his truemate, he finds himself in the Mortal Realm rescuing the she-wolf meant to be his.  When someone from his past threatens Lindy, Crimson will show the realm why no one messes with a Wulfen’s mate.

This book contains one Wulfen with eyes only for his mate, a she-wolf trying to start her life over, and the spell that brings them together.  Expect plenty of shifting, growling, and neck biting, fairy magic, and gratuitous use of the word “mine.”

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I always wanted to be a homebody and live in one place for my entire life, but fate had other plans. In the past twelve years of my married life, we’ve moved seven times, including from one coast to the other. Southern New Jersey is home now and I love it.  I have two young children, a husband who begrudgingly pays for my ebook addiction, and two dogs that think they’re people. After college, I spent eight years as an executive assistant before “retiring” at twenty-seven to become a stay-at-home mom. I have a soft spot for self-published authors, Ghirardelli chocolate, muscle cars, and men with tattoos.  Most people who know me don’t know I have a tattoo of a tiger on my hip or that I have an unhealthy obsession with The Simpsons.

I love sunsets, several cups of coffee in the morning, and I absolutely cannot live without books. When I’m not busy with my family, you’ll find me sitting at my desk working on any number of projects, including reading, reviewing, and writing.

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Book Blast & Interview: Prince by Blood and Bone by @JessicaAspen

 

 

 

Prince by Blood and Bone

Tales of the Black Court

Book Two

Jessica Aspen

Genre: Fantasy Romance

Publisher: Abracadabra Publishing

Date of Publication: April 2014

ISBN: 978-0-9899558-1-2

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Word Count: 90,000 words

Cover Artist: Kari Ayasha Cover to Cover Designs

Book Description:

A rebellious prince, a reluctant witch, and a mysterious prophecy,twisted together in a tale of Beauty and the Beast

Trapped in an underground palace Prince Kian must remain a beast, or give in to the queen’s plan to strip him of his powers. But Kian refuses to submit to his mother's evil plan and is determined to escape both his prison and his curse—even if it means dabbling in witch's magic.

On the run for most of her life, Bryanna MacElvy has never learned to use her healing Gift. When she’s pulled by Kian’s spell into his prison, the prince sees the golden witch as his salvation. Refusing to let her, or to accept she is incapable of curing him, Kian offers her a terrible bargain—heal him, or give up her freedom forever.

Their lives entwined by fate, the prince must learn to love a human and Bryanna must learn to trust herself—or risk losing their freedom, his powers, and their passion, to the evil of the Black Queen.

Dare to enter Jessica Aspen’s world of steamy, fantasy romance in book two of her fairy tale trilogy: Tales of the Black Court

Kian barely got into his chamber and slammed the door shut before succumbing to his desperate need, frantically clawing off the confining cloak, scrunching it into a bundle, and viciously hurling it into a corner. He shook with the effort of controlling himself, his rage, anger, and frustration, spewing out in a bone-shaking roar.

As the dust settled, he paced the room, shoving broken furniture out of his way and listening to the tinkling of the crystal chandelier as it quivered to a stop.

He’d been here too long. So long he’d forgotten how a single breath of rose-scented skin could tempt a man to violence.

From the long blond hair and almond-shaped glass green eyes, all the way down her very long legs in those ridiculously short shorts, she couldn’t have been any more tempting. And he’d been tempted. Tempted to rip off her clothes and see what her full breasts looked like below the low scoop of her tank top. Tempted to lick and taste and devour her skin all the way down to the soft indent of the belly button that had flashed him when he’d scared her. Tempted enough to take her, and ravish her, and jeopardize all chance of her good will.

The wench had no idea how close she’d come to being violated.

If she hadn’t turned out to be a witch, would he have been able to resist the lure of her femininity? He’d been alone with only Beezel and the goblins for too long. He didn’t think any man would resist a fantasy sex slave dropped into his prison. But she wasn’t a slave. She was his only hope, and he would need to woo her into helping him break the curse.

Kian crossed to the full-length mirror he forced himself to look into once a day, lest he forget how much his mother hated him. She had twisted his Gift, and it was twisting his soul. His magic was strong, a legacy of his royal blood, and she’d used it against him the way only his twisted mother could. She’d taken his Gift, a thing of beauty, the ability to take on any shape—a mouse, a troll, a wolf, anything at all—and she’d perverted it before imprisoning him.

He stared and brooded at his reflection in the mirror, at the worst motley of animals he’d ever seen. Himself. And wondered what the terribly young, terribly beautiful, terribly innocent witch would think.

The upright stance of a human, but the humped-up shoulders of a bear. The razor-sharp talons of an eagle, but the heavy, earthbound weight of a boar. Long tusks protruded next to his wolf-like muzzle, and if it weren’t for magic, his too long tongue and sharp fangs would make speech impossible. His mother had stolen all his shapes from him and left him a mess, but at least she’d left him the ability to communicate. Goddess only knew why.

No woman would want to look at a creature like him. No woman would kiss a man with a wolf’s face and tongue, and a boar’s tusks. No woman would be running her hands down his coarse, hairy chest, and when she discovered what lay between his thighs? No.

His fist lashed out and connected with the mirror. Gleaming shards of glass flew, catching in his short, scrubby mane and fur.

The girl would help him. And soon. He didn’t know how long he could restrain himself from burying his face in her hair, and his cock between those long, long legs.

A hesitant knock sounded on the door.

“Come in.”

Beezel entered and scrambled into a low bow.

“Enough of that.” Kian began pacing again, too restless to stand still. “Does she like her room? Do you think we should have put her in the one next to the library instead?”

The gnome’s accusing eyes took in the broken glass and the shattered mirror, but like the good servant he pretended to be, he kept his opinion to himself. Kian restrained the overwhelming urge to beat the gnome for the reproach he would never voice.

“I’m sure she’ll be fine, Your Highness. She doesn’t seem to care.”

“Doesn’t care?” Kian crossed to the trembling gnome, who edged closer to the open door. “Explain,” he growled.

Beezel hesitated. “She threw herself on the bed, sobbing, as soon as she entered. She doesn’t want to be here, none of us do.”

Kian stalked up and down the large room, pushing chairs and tables out of his way. “She’s staying.”

“Sire, I doubt your mother will let her.”

“My mother!” Kian crossed the room and picked up the gnome, shaking him hard until his arms and legs flew as if on strings. “You will not tell the queen. You will not tell anyone about this girl. Do you understand?”

“B-b-but, I must.” The gnome’s knees knocked together.

“Beezel,” Kian lowered his voice and drew close to the gnome. “If you do, I will kill you.”

“If I d-d-don’t the q-q-queen will do much worse.”

The reek of the gnome’s fear overwhelmed his sensitive wolf’s nose.

“Beezel, the queen is not here. I am. The strength of the spell confining me here has left her blind to whatever goes on within the confines of my prison. She’ll never know if you don’t tell her.” He lowered his voice and whispered into the gnome’s bumpy, pointed ear, “But I’ll know if you tell the queen and the girl is taken away from me. And I’m sure you will still be here for me to punish.”

He lowered Beezel to the ground and patted his bald head. “Beezel, what do you desire? Jewels? Gold? An underground palace such as this one?” Kian swung his arm wide. The warren was falling apart, but for a cavern gnome such as Beezel, it would be more lavish than any other home he would have in his lifetime. “Once I am released I can give you all of that, and more. But only once the witch has freed me from this curse that binds my form and my powers. If you tell the queen and she takes the witch, I will still be stuck here, but without a chance of freedom, and whatever hold she has over you will remain.” He paused, and sighed. “Trust me, she never lets go. If you do this, I’ll set you free and make sure you’re well rewarded.”

The little gnome avoided his gaze. “Well, Beezel? What’s it to be? Do I reward you, or do I have to kill you now to gain some time?” Kian pushed out a frustrated breath. “Are you in?”

Beezel moved his head in a slow nod.

Kian’s muscles relaxed in a rush of relief. He didn’t know what he would have done if the gnome had refused. He likely would have had to kill him, and who knew what the queen would send next.

“Good,” he said. “Swear to me you’ll not tell anyone about our visitor, anything about the girl, nor my endeavors.”

The gnome’s voice came out almost too low to hear, but Kian caught the words. “I swear.”

For the first time in too long the tell-tale energizing upswing of joy and anticipation tingled along his nerves. Finally, after too many years in this dusty abandoned place, he would have his own shape, his powers, and his freedom.

 

 

How long did it take to get your first book published?

The first book I ever published was Little Red Riding Wolf. It was written for a Red Hot Fairy Tales contest for a publisher. They loved it, but they wanted traditional fairy tales, and mine is a very modern twist. After hanging on to it for six more months, trying to decide if it would fit into their regular catalog, they eventually let it go. The good thing about this is it gave me confidence to try pitching it somewhere else, and when the following year Passion in Print came to Colorado, I pitched it to them. They wanted to see it and I had a contract in the mail within a month. It was super fast! Since then it’s been a finalist in several contests and I’ve written two more books in that series, Snow and the Seventh Wolf, and Goldi and the Bear.

Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?

I do bits and pieces of other jobs, mostly retail. My husband has been very supportive. He believes in me, and my writing, and because of that I’m lucky enough to be able to write most of the time.

What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?

My latest book is Prince by Blood and Bone, A Fantasy Romance of the Black Court, and here is my one sentence blurb:

 

A rebellious prince, a reluctant witch, and a mysterious prophecy, twisted together in a tale of Beauty and the Beast.

 

How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?

Each book is a little different. My novellas are generally fast to write. They’re short and I’ve kept them in a modern setting, so the world building is simple. From start to finish they take any where from two weeks to a month to get that first draft down. Then I have to edit them and go through them with my crit partner. And edit them again. That process can take up to two months. But my Tales of the Black Court books are three times the length. They require lots of world building, and making sure that overlapping locations and characters are consistent. They also have way more words to edit and write, so it takes more like two to three months to get a rough draft down, and then the editing begins.

What can we expect from you in the future?  ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?

I love paranormal romance, so I’ll keep writing that, but I’m always delving into different aspects of the genre. I’m currently working on book three, Broken Mirror, in my fantasy, fairy-tale series, Tales of the Black Court, but I also have the first in a new series coming out this summer: a modern, new adult, Gothic. Sometimes when you are writing something as long and intense as a fantasy book, you need to take a break and write something entirely different. That’s what Ghosts of Christmas Past will be. No fantasy world building, no fairy tales. Just a modern couple and a haunted house. What could be better for a contemporary love story with a Gothic twist.

Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?

I’d have to say my favorite character so far is Solanum: my amoral, shape-shifting puca. He’s a major character in The Dark Huntsman, book one of the Tales of the Black Court, and he makes a cameo appearance in Prince by Blood and Bone. Solanum doesn’t care what’s right or wrong, he’s just here for the party and the destruction, but he’s bound by an ancient magical oath to serve Logan’s family until the last one is dead. This puts him in the predicament of wanting them all dead, and also being bound to protect and serve them, possibly forever. He’s snarky, super-sexy, and no-holds barred bent on violence, but there’s something about him that draws you in. My critique partner, ML Guida, says he needs his own book, but I’m holding out for a while. I like him too much the way he is to let him settle down.

How long have you been writing?

I dabbled in writing off and on for years, but between finishing school, getting married, and having kids, I hadn’t really gotten serious and finished anything until 2008, when I started The Dark Huntsman, book one in the Tales of the Black Court. At that time my kids were both in school and I only worked part-time, so I was finally able to finish a book. Many edits later, it was published in 2013 and now I finish everything I write and have published three novellas and my second full length novel, book two in the Tales of the Black Court, Prince by Blood and Bone.

How do you come up with characters names in your books?

Each series is different. For the elves in the Tales of the Black Court I used Celtic names, including those of the original Fir Bold and Tuatha De Dannan kings and heros. For the witches their first names weren’t as important as their shared last name. I loved the name MacElvy because it sounds like it means “Of the elves” (it doesn’t mean any such thing) and since my witches have magical powers due to the fae blood in their veins, it made sense to have their name bring that idea to mind.

In my Twisted Tales: Come Into the Woods spicy, twisted fairy tales, all of the female characters have color names that are also take from their fairy tales. Red, for Little Red Riding Wolf. Snow for Snow and the Seventh Wolf, and Goldi for Goldi and the Bear. Poor Ethan, Seth and Zeke have to make do with normal, sexy guy names. J

Are character names and place names decided after their creation? Or do you pick a character/place name and then invent them?

Place names have been fun to invent and I do a little of both. I use Celtic mythology in the Tales of the Black Court, and I have to admit, I’ve been liberal with mixing my Celtic names and myths. Mostly, because I use them to flavor the story, not because my stories have anything to do with real Celtic history. Some of the place names I make up after I start writing. For example: Prince Kian, in Prince by Blood and Bone is imprisoned in an abandoned gnome palace named, Cairngloss. I made it up long after I started writing about it. I also use real names for the places that my characters go in our world. Prince by Blood and Bone starts off in Albuquerque. In The Dark Huntsman, Logan, has to go to Wyoming to hunt down the witch the queen wishes him to kill.

 

Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?

For me, creating a book and a character is a process. I start with a basic idea of the characters involved and then use them and my plot ideas to come up with a skeleton of a plot. But I don’t do very in depth character trait charts and interviews. Instead, I let the character reveal themselves as I write the book. Sometimes I go back and tweak pieces of it as realizations come to me as to what motivates them to behave the way they do.

For instance, in Prince by Blood and Bone, I knew Bryanna lacked self-confidence from the beginning, but it wasn’t until I reached a point two-thirds into the book that I realized that it wasn’t only because she’d been on the run her whole life and unable to really study her magic or have any real teachers. That certainly was true, but she also had been babied by her mother, Theresa, who needed her to stay young so that Theresa could keep a sense of the past, when her children were little.

Now, not much of that comes out in the book. I didn’t write that sentence in the book, nor do you see much of her mother, but it did mean that I went back and made sure that that feeling of inadequacy had both those elements when it comes up. And you’ll be happy to know that Bryanna has a terrific growth arc in the book and definitely becomes the witch she needs to be.

Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")

No hidden morals. But, as an author, I find that I have a theme that reoccurs—finding home. All my heros and heroines are looking for that someone who is their heart—the person who loves you, even if you aren’t perfect. That’s what true love is to me. We aren’t perfect. We’re loud. and make mistakes, and are prone to say the wrong thing, but someone loves us anyway. Home is the place where they have to take you in, but most of my heroes either don’t have homes, or for some reason can’t go home and they find that acceptance and love in their partner.

Take Prince by Blood and Bone: Not only is Prince Kian’s mother the evil queen, but she doesn’t even like him, let alone love him. He doesn’t have a home, and he’s not very good at being the kind of person who people want to take in. He’s admired, he’s a leader, but because he’s always been a prince he’s also a little selfish and bent on his own agenda. Bryanna doesn’t let him push her around and in fact he realizes that she’s the only one who really sees who he is inside. He finds his home in her love.

Your favorite food is?

There are so many terrific foods out in the world, I hate to choose just one. I love all things with dark chocolate and mint-chocolate chip ice cream. Since I’m currently not eating a lot of those things I’m working on some good gluten free, grain free, dairy free and now chocolate free treats. Believe it or not, currently my favorite treat is carob cake, made with coconut flour. It’s not chocolate, but it’s pretty close!

Your favorite singer/group is?

Currently I’m listening to Hedley sing Kiss You Inside Out. Give me the angsty alphas like Nickelback and Daughtry. I love David Bowie, April Lavine, and Pink. And Fleetwood Mac. Rumors is an amazing album. If it’s good, then it’s good, no matter when it was recorded.

Your favorite color is?

Whatever is the most beautiful at the time. I love morning glory blue when you see it in the pools up at Yellowstone. And I love the fresh green of spring. When I see orange used in a cool painting next to just the right colors, I love that. And I when the daffodils are in bloom, I love yellow and white. Don’t make me choose just one, because I can’t. J

Your favorite Author is?

Oh, I have a slew. When I’m on vacation I usually re-read Jane Austin and catch up on my murder mysteries. Give me Allison Brennan any time. But I also love Karen Marie Moning, Thea Harrison, and Laurel K. Hamilton. I have eclectic tastes, what can I say?

 

Thanks so much for having me on as your guest and for featuring Prince by Blood and Bone, book two in the Tales of the Black Court. It’s been fun!

 

 

Jessica Aspen has always wanted to be spirited away to a world inhabited by elves, were-wolves and sexy men who walk on the dark side of the knife. Luckily, she’s able to explore her fantasy side and delve into new worlds by writing paranormal romance. She loves indulging in dark chocolate, reading eclectic novels, and dreaming of ocean vacations, but instead spends most of her time, writing, walking the dog, and hiking in the Colorado Rockies.

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Book Blast, Giveaway & More: Goblin Fires by @Brantwijn

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  Title: Goblin Fires Series: Chronicles of The Four Courts, #1 Author: Brantwijn Serrah Genre: Fantasy Erotica Audience:  Adult Formats: .E-book Publisher: Breathless Press Cover By: Victoria Miller Editor: Jayne Wolf Pages: 179 pages ASIN: B00JX7LRZS Date Published: April 25th, 2014                 From the moment she laid eyes on sweet Ceri, Reagan knew she would be lost forever. A Sidhe Royal, though, could never return such feelings for a War-Child... As the daughter of the fae Goddess of War, Reagan was sworn into service to the Sidhe monarchies before she was born.  Her contract forever binds her to the beautiful goblin princess Ceridwen. When an unseen enemy threatens the Fae Courts, Ceridwen is caught in the attack, and Reagan must fight to the ends of the earth to save her. But will this battle tear her away from her princess forever?     Amazon / Goodreads     We came out on the other side of the park, across from the Terrace, in time to see the three Princesses and Erin emerge from the restaurant patio, bright with conversation. There were flittering butterflies—or at least, what mortals would take to be butterflies—drifting playfully around them. Pixies, three of them: one dusky lavender, one a pale coral orange, and one pristine white. It happened in a perfect storm of a moment. Ceri distracted me, my head perhaps too busy with all Finn had said. She captivated me, such a joy to behold, and in the beautiful noonday sun all the pretty kindness of her face radiated, brimming with unspeakable serenity. She walked between Nina and Neri, laughing at something Nina told her. Erin and Puca scampered ahead, the latter bounding and barking at the coral-colored pixie with seamless dog-like excitement. We had no reason to expect danger. I brushed at the snowflake-white pixie, who flew up very close to tug prankishly at my hair, trying to shoo it away as I watched the girls enter the street at the light change. Then—almost too late—I realized the little creature wasn't trying to play with me. It wanted to get my attention. That's when my hackles raised and my spine stiffened. I sensed it—a brief split-second warning, a flutter of heat in my stomach: my portent of ill to come. Finn noticed me react and in turn he lunged to be ready. I saw it first, though, coming up the street too fast, swerving between lanes, and heedless of the light: an old, rusted, ugly car, something enormous and boat-like, full of dents. Careening straight for the Ladies. We moved quickly. I have said I am no hand at magic but this is why: as the adrenaline rushed through my limbs, I surrendered to a surge of unearthly power. I launched myself into the street like a charging beast, lunging violently through the knot of strolling pedestrians, and avoiding collision with wildly preternatural speed. Finn, even bigger and broader than I, danced through the started people with the precision of a practiced gymnast. Erin stumbled, caught off guard as she saw us rushing at her; at the same time a blue truck waiting to turn noticed the oncoming sedan and sped up to get out of the way. I grabbed the handmaiden and swept her to one side, bringing my hand down on the truck's bumper hard enough to dent it as I forced it to a stop. A second vehicle, a utility SUV leaving the park, saw the rust-bucket coming and swerved to the right to avoid being hit; Finn squared himself in front of it, seizing the grill in both hands before it could barrel through the crosswalk. I bounded up over the hood of the truck and managed to grab Nina and Ceridwen out of the way of the oncoming car. Neri, though, froze, caught in an instant of paralyzing shock. The rust-bucket screeched, desperately trying to squeal to a stop... and instead going into a skid.       Youtube              
    Reagan of the Morrigan Reagan is the Knight of Autumn Court. Half goblin, half Unbridled Sidhe, she was born into a contract which binds her to the King of the Autumn Fae and his daughter, the Autumn Lady. Reagan is a brazen Cassanova, sweeping lady fae off their feet—though her heart truly belongs to the princess she can never have.                                   Ceridwen, Lady of the Autumn Court Ceridwen, daughter of the Autumn King and Poet of the Four Courts, is known throughout Thairy for her haunting beauty and quiet grace. As the princess of the Season of Change, she acts as an ambassador between the Courts. Her courtiers, Erin, Reagan and the Puca, are very dear to her.                             Erin, Sidhe Handmaiden Ceridwen's distant cousin and unique lookalike, Erin acts as the Lady's handmaiden and aide. Flighty, flirty and fun-loving, she's a classical mischievous fae. Her specialty lies in creating faerie glamours, able to change her appearance and even the appearance of the world around her.                                 Finn of the Morrigan Finn is Reagan's half-brother, born of the Morrigan and an elvyn nobleman. Like Reagan, he was chosen to serve the House of the Springtime Court, becoming guardian to the Springtime Ladies Nineva and Nerissa. Though he can be a charming devil, he holds one love true to his heart, and has never strayed.                                 Talaith of the Winter Fae Fourth daughter of Oberon, Talaith is an adventurous free spirit and happily distanced from her crown.  She spends most of her time in the human world enjoying the charmed life of a princess in New York City. Though Tala can be spoiled and impish, at heart she is all royal: a cool, unshakeable sovereign.                 1. Black is the Color (of my True Love's Hair), as performed by Celtic Woman 2. Follow On, as performed by Celtic Woman 3. Summertime Sadness, as performed by Lana del Rey 4. Love Game, by Lady Gaga 5. Starstruck, by Lady Gaga 6. Over the Love by Florence and the Machine 7. Cosmic Love by Florence and the Machine 8. Scottish Moors CD by Lifescapes     1. Black is the Color (of my True Love's Hair), as performed by Celtic Woman 2. The Ghost Piper of an Allt Mor, from Lifescapes Scottish Moors 3. The Widow of Loch Lemond, from Lifescapes Scottish Moors 4. Love Game, by Lady Gaga 5. Starstruck, by Lady Gaga 6. OST Dante Boss Battle by Shin Megami Tensei 7. Anxious Heart from Final Fantasy VII Soundtrack 8. Cosmic Love by Florence and the Machine 9. Summertime Sadness, as performed by Lana del Rey 10. Dethroned by X-Ray Dog 11. The Battle Cry of Killcrankie from Lifescapes Scottish Moors 12. Follow On, as performed by Celtic Woman     1 x $50 Amazon GC 2 x E-Copy of Goblin Fires 2 x E-Copy of a Mystery Anthology a Rafflecopter giveaway          Sometime in early 2009, Brantwijn Serrah ran across an erotic novel in her local Barnes and Noble, and fell in love with the gorgeous geisha pictured on the cover. Sad to say, the book didn't live up to expectations. After one too many iterations of the phrase "his most honorable penis", Brantwijn decided to write her own story instead. The idea for Lotus Petals, the tale of a geisha seduced into the world of vampires, was born. When she isn't visiting the worlds of immortals, demons, dragons and goblins, Brantwijn fills her time with artistic endeavors: sketching, painting, customizing My Little Ponies and sewing plushies for friends. She can't handle coffee unless there's enough cream and sugar to make it a milkshake, but try and sweeten her tea and she will never forgive you. She moonlights as a futon for four lazy cats, loves tabletop role-play games, and can spend hours watching Futurama, Claymore or Buffy the Vampire Slayer while she writes or draws. In addition to Lotus Petals, Brantwijn has had several stories published in anthologies by Breathless Press, including the 2013 Crimson Anthology and 2014 Ravaged Anthology.  She's also had a short story published in the Cleiss Press Big Book of Orgasm, and hopes to have several more tales to tell as time goes on.  She has author pages on GoodReads and Amazon and loves to see reader comments on her work. Her short stories occasionally pop up at Foreplay and Fangs, her blog at http://brantwijn.blogspot.com .       Amazon / Facebook / Twitter / Blog / Goodreads     Tour Schedule - Month Blog Tour for Goblin Fires, Chronicles of The Four Courts, #1 By Brantwijn Serrah from May 1 to May 31, 2014 May 1 Night Owl Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt http://www.NightOwlReviews.com May 2 Coffee Books And Art - Spotlight with Excerpt, Guest Post, Character Bio's, Playlist & Book Soundtrack http://sarityahalomi.blogspot.com/ May 3 Bookaholics Blog - Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Top Ten, Book Soundtrack & Playlist Www.bookaholicsbloggers.blogspot.com May 4 Book Hostage - Spotlight with Excerpt http://bookhostage.wordpress.com/ May 5 Booky Ramblings of a Neurotic Mom - Spotlight with Excerpt & Top Ten http://bookyramblingsofaneuroticmom.blogspot.co.uk/ May 6 Indy Book Fairy - Spotlight with Excerpt, Review, Character Bio's & Book Soundtrack http://paranormalbookfairy.blogspot.com/ May 7 A Cauldron of Books - Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://acauldronofbooks.info May 8 Patricia D. Eddy - Spotlight with Excerpt http://www.pdeddy.com May 10 Bound 4 Escape - Review http://www.bound4escape.com May 11 Daydream Believer Book Blog - Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Character Bio's & Playlist http://daydreambelieverbooks.blogspot.com May 12 Live Read and Breathe - Spotlight with Excerpt http://livereadbreathe.blogspot.ca/ May 13 Angels with Attitude Book Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt, Author Interview, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://angelswithattitudebookreviews-joelle.blogspot.com May 14 The Idle Musings of a Writer's Mind - Spotlight with Excerpt, Review, Author Interview, Top Ten http://theidlemusingsofawritersmind.blogspot.com May 15 The Phantom Paragrapher - Spotlight with Excerpt www.thephantomparagrapher.blogspot.com May 16 Bajgajka Loves Books And Giveaways - Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://bajgajka.blogspot.com May 17 The Avid Reader - Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://the-avidreader.blogspot.com May 18 Karen Swart - Spotlight with Excerpt, Character Interview, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://authorkarenswart.blogspot.com May 19 Eclipse Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://totaleclipsereviews.blogspot.com May 20 Becca Anne's Book Reviews - Review, Top Ten, Character Bio's & Book Soundtrack http://beccaannesbookreviews.blogspot.com May 21 Kim's Book Blog - Spotlight with Excerpt & Review http://mom5taz.wordpress.com May 22 Darkest Cravings - Spotlight with Excerpt, Author Interview, Dream Cast, Character Bio's, Book Soundtrack & Playlist http://darkestcravings.blogspot.com May 25 Our New Generation for Reading - Spotlight with Excerpt http://jessica13bridgers.blogspot.com/ May 28 Book Talk Reviews - Spotlight with Excerpt & Character Bio's http://www.michelle808205.blogspot.com/

Book Blast & Giveaway: The Exchange– Part 1 by N Isabelle Blanco

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Only $0.99Synopsis Project Sapphire: The World’s first AI. A top-secret project exposed to a select group of scientists. Lei Heaton, a man desperate to save his daughter, is at the top of the bionics empire. He not only hired the team to repair his daughter’s damaged body, he plans to reanimate her dead mind using the Sapphire AI. A dangerous man—a killer that is no regular human… Maxwell Landon—codename: Deimos—is the Adelphi Organization’s top agent. His M.O is simple: Never fail. He's used to annihilating anyone that gets in his way. But this time, he's being called to protect and deliver. Deimos is aware that this mission won't be like any other. Then he lays eyes on the resurrected Ms. Heaton, and instantly he knows: That is not Magdalena Heaton. And he will never be the same again. Control, his most prized possession, is ripped from him with a single glance... The violent attraction he feels for the girl complicates matters immediately. But what Deimos doesn't know is that things are about to get much worse. Sapphire isn't just a completely different person than the dead Ms. Heaton—she's the AI miracle of the century. An advancement that many would kill to own. Including himself, no matter how hard he fights against it. A girl determined to protect her creator. A man determined to protect her... Despite the fact that she is not Magdalena, Sapphire is bent on taking her place as Mr. Heaton's daughter in order to keep her creator safe. Deimos knows that he has to honor her wish. But the thing inside him is demanding more. More than a touch. A lot more than a taste. It responds to everything about her...every stuttered breath that lets him know she wants him as much as he wants her. How does he walk away when he knows that no matter how far he is from her, she’ll always be in danger and he'll always hunger for her?

Genre Erotica/ Sci Fi

Publication Date May 1st 2014

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I feel crazed. I am crazed, my mind splitting in two. Grinding down on my teeth, I snap my lids shut. This isn’t normal. And I have to control myself. She’s isn’t ready for what I want. If I’m going to do this with her, I have to let her control it. It has to be her using my body, taking what she needs. Fuck, that thought turns me on more. She cups my face and smooths her thumbs across my cheekbones. “Deimos… you look pained.” I force my lids open, so that she can see my eyes, knowing damn well what she’ll find in there. Obsession. Has to be. It’s hit me hard, too fast. “I’m trying to do this at your speed, but never wanted anyone this fucking much." The emotion that flares in her eyes guts me. I don't dare analyze it, don't think I can handle it right then. Still cupping my face, she leans toward me. I have a split second to wet my lips, then her lips are on me, her tongue pushing into my mouth. I twitch and groan beneath her, my eyes lost in the back of my head again. Sapphire kisses me as if she could eat me alive, our tongues twining violently. My hands tighten around the covers, thoughts growing dim. My dick pounds along with my raging heartbeat. I growl at her as she pulls back to stare at me with flushed cheeks and molten eyes. I cup her face in my palm, caressing it rougher than I should. “You are gorgeous, and if you don’t touch me soon, I think I’m going to explode in my pants,” I joke with her, smirking. She giggles, her lips stretching out into a wide smile. They’re wet, coated in my saliva. I reach up and smooth my thumb across her bottom one. I want more of me on her. Covering her. The smile falls off Sapphire’s face. She’s fucking panting, her eyes asking me for things she isn’t ready for. Easy. Her first time. I drop one hand to her thigh, circling and squeezing. Her hands flatten on my chest, smoothing the material of my shirt across my pecs. Her eyes keep bouncing from what her hands are doing to my mouth. There’s a hesitancy to her touch. My chest squeezes in on itself. Rising up, I wrap her in my arms and turn around so that my back is facing the headboard. I lean back and make myself comfortable. “Sapphire, we don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.” She spreads her fingers over my pecs and squeezes down. As if familiarizing herself with my body. “What about what you want?” My dick twitches. I can’t help but rotate my hips into her wet heat. Fuck. I need our clothes gone. “Baby, what I want is for you to use me. However you want.” Sapphire bites back a throaty moan, her nails digging into my skin. “However I want it?” Images flash through my mind; a fucked-up kaleidoscope of naked flesh, roaming hands, and breathless moans that leaves me shaking. “Yes. God. Whatever you want. Just do it.” Her skirt rises up on her thighs as she spreads her legs and shifts on top of me. My dick is going to rip through my jeans. If she teases me like that one more time… I slide my thumbs up the insides of her thighs, lifting the edge of her skirt as I go. She lets me, and by the time her boyshorts come into view, we’re tense against each other. Our panting breaths are the only sound in the room. Her boyshorts are light blue. The fabric covering her pussy is damp. I can see the outline of her lips clearly. God damn. The lush scent of her arousal makes my mouth water. I moan, squeezing down on her thighs. “Baby, I’m about to lose my mind. Work with me here. Tell me what you like.” “I like it when you moan,” she whispers, rocking toward my thumbs. I move my thumbs closer to her pussy and moan for her again. “What else?” “I like how your skin feels. Want more.” Thank fuck. I ease her back so I can sit up and yank my shirt off. I fling it across the room and ease back on the headboard. Sapphire’s eyes are filled with wonder as she takes in my chest. Her eyes fall to the tattoo on my ribcage. Never give up. Never give in. Keep fighting until your last breath. Her fingers trace the words slowly. Every muscle tightens for her, the male animal in me brimming with pride at her stunned silence. “Deimos...” she breathes out slowly, the awe in her voice driving me wild. I don’t know what comes over me or why, but there’s no stopping the next word that leaves my mouth. “Maxwell.” The stillness that falls over us is unreal. Somehow, her pupils get even larger. Dark eyes lock on me with that same wonder from before and something else. Shock. My heart feels like it’s about to explode through my ribcage. My fucking name. I did it. I gave her my name.

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About the Author

N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life. An avid reader in her teens, her fascination with Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fan fiction, which became her on-again, off-again hobby for the next ten years. During that time she amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fan fiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world. N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator.

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