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ARC review of A Blood Seduction by Pamela Palmer

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Sat, 26 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Ttile: A Blood Seduction (Vamp City #1)

Genre: horror, dark urban fantasy

Length: Mass paperback

Publishing date May 29, 2012

Vampires live only for lust and pleasure in the eternal twilight of Vamp City. But the city’s magic is dying. The only person who can restore it? A beautiful woman from the mortal world...one who knows nothing of the power she wields.

Quinn Lennox is searching for a missing friend when she stumbles into a dark otherworld that only she can see—and finds herself at the mercy of Arturo Mazza, a dangerously handsome vampire whose wicked kiss will save her, enslave her, bewitch her, and betray her.

What Arturo can’t do is forget about her—any more than Quinn can control her own feelings for him. Neither one can let desire get in the way of their mission—his to save his people, hers to save herself.

But there is no escape from desire in a city built for seduction, where passion flows hot and blood-red. Welcome to Vamp City...

When I requested this book I looked everywhere for a classification and only found romance, so I figured since Pamela Feral Warriors was paranormal romance I would be safe. Well, that ended up being a big fat NO. There is nothing about this book safe, believe me. I really wished I would have just taken the time to even email the author and ask to make sure it was romance. This is a true Urban Fantasy and it’s very dark with all the cruelty from the pain feeding vamps. There’s one scene I wish I would have never read, I still can’t get it out of my mind no matter what I try to do to get it out ugh. I will say the women don’t remember going through the pain, heck they even live through being torn apart… Needless to say the cruelty just didn’t settle well with me and I tend to like my vampires more on the violent side but this one was way too far out for me to handle.

I’m rating this book a 3 because Pamela does an awesome job writing the story and I loved the idea of vampires using emotions to feed also, it was very different. I really liked Quinn and her brother and I liked the fact you get to read their POV too. But with no romance or HEA it’s just wasn’t my reading style.

I would recommend that you read different reviews before buying this book.

Promo giveaway of Sarim's Scent by Juliette Springs

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Fri, 25 May 2012 13:02:00 +0000

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Blurb:

Fueled with thoughts of anger and revenge, Victoria embarks on a mission to find her father, certain he has the answers to questions she's had her entire life. Questions about why she prefers the night, gravitates toward the paranormal, and bears a strange tattoo on her neck, one she'd never put there.

Her journey leads her into the arms of her childhood friend, Ivan, the only man she lets close to her heart. He understands her and has always been her confidant. But would he remain loyal if she revealed all of her secrets and the real reason she's searching for her father?

Weary of living a lie and unable to walk away from family obligations, Ivan is forced to deceive the only woman he has ever cared about, one who he now realizes is his mate. Ivan knows he's doing the unforgivable, and it's just a matter of time before Victoria finds out the truth, but he can't resist the chemistry between them or deny the sensuous passion he experiences with her.

When Victoria's search becomes life threatening, Ivan must find the strength he needs to tell her the truth, or lose her altogether.

Excerpt:

Victoria ignored the concerned, covert glances from the few in attendance at the open grave site. Damn them all, she thought, my mother is dead and it was that bastard’s fault. She would avenge her mother's death. She would destroy the man who reduced her mother from a strong, vibrant woman to a lifeless, weak one. Even if it meant his death or the death of everything he loves. Ever since her mother passed, three days ago, Victoria was obsessed with finding the selfish son of a bitch called her father. He was responsible for her mother wasting away into nothing. When he left he'd shattered her mother's heart and her mother never got over it. Inevitably his departure caused her mother's mental and physical breakdown. Mom was everything to me, she whispered to herself, my only family.

Her eyes blinked rapidly in an attempt to keep the tears at bay. Inhaling deeply she let her lungs feel with fresh air, with eyes closed, her body relaxed as she exhaled slowly. They were close and had gotten closer during her mother's last years. If she thought of her mother as gone, Victoria knew she would lose little control she had left. Sunlight hurt her eyes as they opened. Pain was good, she was back in control. Victoria had seen it all. She remembered how her mother's pale, gaunt face lit up whenever she talked about her father. Like a good daughter, she listened. Now her mother was dead. She would be an ever daughter and avenge her mother’s death. At first, Victoria had no idea where to start looking for him. Her mother told her he wasn't from the Boston area or even Massachusetts. It was said he had a New York sort of accent, but the child support database had found no one with his name there. Something kept pulling her to go to North Carolina. She couldn't explain why, but Victoria knew he was there.She also knew her father had a triangle tattoo on the side of his neck. He never answered her mother's questions about what it was, what it stood for, or how he got it. Her mom assumed it was a tattoo representing a symbol of a gang.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." As the preacher spoke, Victoria’s mind flew back to the present. Her eyes still dry, her gaze still focused on the casket. Grief was a foreign emotion right now. Tomorrow she would leave home to travel to the unknown North Carolina. She had to find the man who was her father not only for e but for another reason. A strange design on the side of her neck had appeared on the first day of her period when she was thirteen. One she didn't have tattooed.

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Blood Betrayed by Gabrielle Bisset

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Thu, 24 May 2012 07:00:00 +0000

Blood Betrayed Promo

Blurb:

I am everything forbidden. I am vampire.

Haunted by betrayal, Saint hides in the human world, giving his heart to no one and finding the only solace from his past in the arms of human women. Now as the Archons begin their takeover of the vampire world, this Son of Navarus has been marked for death.

Summoned to defeat the Archons by the world that shunned him, Saint must face his past and Solenne, the woman he loved and lost a century ago, for only in accepting her will his body and soul finally find salvation.

Excerpt:

"Solenne," he said almost in a whisper to not startle her, but it didn't work. She spun around with her arms covering her full breasts that strained against the thin fabric of her tank top, but she couldn't cover the bruises along her collarbone and across her shoulders.

Obviously inflicted that night, their redness had begun to fade to a deep purple where fingers had pressed roughly into her tender skin. Solenne saw the look of shock he didn't try to hide from his eyes and scrambled to grab a shirt from the back of a nearby chair.

"What is this?"

"Nothing. Just leave it be."

Saint took the shirt from her hand and threw it on the bed. "No." Dipping his head, he softly pressed his lips to the darkest bruise on her left shoulder. Fucking Archon!

Gingerly, he ran his fingers over her skin, gently touching each bruise before raising his head to look at her. "Solenne, I promise you here and now I'm going to kill the one who did this. I'll drain him drop by drop until he begs for the release a stake will bring."

Eyes wide with tears looked up at him, their blue color pale and watery. "Saint, don't touch me like this if you don't mean it."

He meant it. He'd meant it in every dream he'd had of finally returning to her. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her long and deep, drinking in the delicious taste of the lips he'd missed for so long.

God, he'd yearned to once again feel the touch of her skin next to his! Year upon year of lonely nights interrupted only by pale replacements ebbed from his memory now as his hands once again learned of the woman he'd always loved.

Solenne molded to him, setting his senses ablaze. His body craved to join with her, to finally reclaim that piece of his heart lost so painfully nearly a century ago. He slid his hands under her shirt to her breasts and worshipped them—their fullness in his palms, their deep pink tips pebbled from desire that begged for his mouth's attention.

"Come."

Taking her hand, he led her to the shower. "Don't move." A quick twist of the faucet handle and warm water streamed down from the showerhead.

"Do I look like I need a shower?" she asked in a teasing tone as he slipped the tank top over her head.

Saint looked down at her sexy mouth as he slid his thumbs under the waist of her shorts. "Always fighting me."

Crouching in front of her, he slid the shorts down her legs and off her feet. Eye level with her pussy, he looked up and licked his lips. "I hope you don't plan on fighting me now."

He didn't wait for a reply before he drew his finger up her wet slit. Solenne's eyebrows knitted and she bit her lip. Her eyes slowly closed and tiny moans filled his ears.

"Don't close your eyes. Watch me."

Solenne obeyed and her eyes grew wide as he slid his thumbs through her delicate folds to open her up, unveiling to his eager eyes her excited clit. Saint inched closer to her soft skin and whispered against her, "I've waited so long for this."

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Review Blood Betrayed by Gabrielle Bisset

noreply@blogger.com (Nookmom) — Thu, 24 May 2012 04:05:00 +0000

Title: Blood Betrayed (Sons of Navarus #2)
Author: Gabrielle Bisset
Source: ARC
Format: eBook
Release Date: May 24, 2012

I am everything forbidden. I am a haunted creature.
I am darkness and shadow.
I am vampire.

I am everything forbidden. I am vampire.

Haunted by betrayal, Saint hides in the human world, giving his heart to no one and finding the only solace from his past in the arms of human women. Now as the Archons begin their takeover of the vampire world, this Son of Navarus has been marked for death.

Summoned to defeat the Archons by the world that shunned him, Saint must face his past and Solenne, the woman he loved and lost a century ago, for only in accepting her will his body and soul finally find salvation.

Rating

Sexual

Review

So glad to have been introduced to this series! The first book, Blood Avenged, is definitely must read as this book picks up right where the first book leaves off. No time is wasted repeating the everything you already learned and things pick up quickly.

Saint is marked for death by the Archons and while he is not particularly liked by the other Sons of Navarus, he is still one of them and important in bringing down the crooked Archons. So it is decided he must go in to hiding and Solenne has offered her help. Big problem! Solenne is the only woman Saint has every loved and do to the terrible pain she caused him and her betrayal, he has spent the past century as a loner and even missed seeing his brother before his death. It's easy to understand his anger toward Solenne but there are more sides the to story he is not aware of.

There were so many plot twists in this story! It really kept me on the edge of my seat. I want to talk about so many things that had me stunned, but I can not without giving away spoilers. I will say I was quite shocked at my own reaction to Vasilije and Teagan. I LOVED Vasilije in the first book and felt horrible for him over Teagan's death. The author does a fantastic job of showing her characters from other points of view and after seeing Vasilije from Saint's memories and the current way he behaves, my feelings for him have changed.

This is a fantastic series and I can not wait to read the next book!

Book Spotlight/Giveaway Black Desire by Karyn Gerrard

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Wed, 23 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

BLACK DESIRE BLURB:
Blackthorne Clan, 2 Tristan Black of the Blackthorne Clan has known heartache and pain. He is a Dhampyre (half-Vampire) and most would say blessed with extreme longevity. Tristan would say cursed as he observed the long, slow decline and then death of his human wife due to old age while he seemingly aged not a day. Now seventy years later, he meets Katrina Hammond who piques his interest.

Katrina is a romance writer on summer vacation when she meets the mysterious and dangerously sexy Tristan. Katrina now finds herself in the middle of a clash between the Blackthorne Clan and a pack of Thropes (wolf shape-shifters). Can Tristan protect Katrina, and can he protect his heart? She awakened feelings in him he thought he would not have again. He considered these passions to be little more than vampiric mythology.

She awakened his...black desire.

BLACK DESIRE EXCERPT:
Katrina Hammond observed the sensual spectacle from her corner booth. Her jaw must be hanging open because she could not believe what she had just seen. The woman had an orgasm in his arms right there on the dance floor. At least that was how it appeared. Obviously, his hand was under her skirt!

She’d watched his every move since he first strode into the place an hour ago. She glanced around, every female focused on him as she was. They gazed at him with a blatant longing and raw, naked lust and after that dirty dance, who could blame them?

Taking a long, languid sip from her glass, she let the German Riesling linger in her mouth before swallowing. The way she all but drooled was shameless. Every other female, regardless of age, was doing the exact same thing. Katrina shifted uncomfortably in the booth. Wow, she was on fire from watching this man. She needed another drink, a drink with lots of ice. Lots. He stood at the bar.

He was very tall, at least 6’4”, Katrina imagined. The man was slender but there was no mistaking the taut musculature that hugged his frame. Broad shoulders tapered to a perfect, slim waist, not an ounce of fat on this man. He was all lean and wiry with corded muscles. She could observe that fact, as his gold silk shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest showing rock hard pectorals dusted with curly brown hair. The black jeans were so tight it left nothing to the imagination.

His face was not what one would call classically handsome, but his features were rugged and very appealing. He had a firm, square jaw and prominent, chiseled cheekbones. A long aquiline nose did not mar his looks at all.His nostrils flared as if scenting the air. The action seemed almost feral.

A closely cropped, perfectly shaped dark brown goatee added to the dangerous look and surrounded the most luscious, sensuous lips she had ever seen on a man. His hair was incredibly long, past his shoulders and a deep rich brown. His hair was the color of aged mahogany wood and copper highlights glistened and shined under the pulsating strobe lights. However, what drew her first were his large and expressive eyes. The penetrating steel-gray shade, as far as she could make out under the subdued lighting, resembled storm clouds over a raging sea. The man looked cool and detached and the frosty, snowy morning eyes just punctuated the point. The mahogany haired Adonis downed his drink and put down what looked to be a hundred dollar bill judging from the color on the bar counter, tapped it, nodded and left the pub. Katrina was out of her seat like a shot, and she grabbed the bartender's arm.

"Alright, Greg, who is that man?"

Her cousin, Greg Hammond, was owner of the Rusty Anchor Pub in the small village of Bennington Bay, Nova Scotia.
"If you'd come over, I could've introduced you. His name is Tristan Black. His family has been here for hundreds of years."

Katrina let go of his arm and sat in the seat Tristan had just vacated. The leather was surprisingly cool. Greg set another glass of white wine in front of her.

"If you come back tomorrow night, he'll be here again I'm sure. I'll introduce you. Though it may be a waste of time seeing you are only here visiting for the summer and Tristan, well, is Tristan."

Greg ran his hand through his short blond hair, turned and left her to wait on another customer. Katrina took a sip of the wine, which tasted crisp and sweet.

She looked around. The woman this Tristan had danced with was still wandering around in a sexual haze. Dear God. Meet him? Oh yes, would be back here tomorrow night. Never had she been so intrigued.

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Review Make Me by Charlotte Stein

noreply@blogger.com (CaroleDee) — Wed, 23 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Title: Make Me

Author: Charlotte Stein

Source: Self Purchase

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Length: Novella (120 pgs on kindle)

Maisie had no idea her best friends could be so kinky. But now, years after the most intense sexual encounter of her life, she’s about to discover just how sexually flexible they can be.

Forced to face Brandon and Tyler, Maisie comes up against something she doesn’t expect: the intensity of her own desires for things best left in the past. But once Brandon’s confessed to her just how persuasive Tyler can be when it comes to kinky encounters, Maisie finds that some things can never be buried. She wants them both, and she’s no longer afraid to admit it…

Holy Four Alarm Fire Batman!

I think I just read the hottest thing to creep onto my Nook in a good while. And believe me, I've read some yummy little tales lately. Make Me absolutely knocked my socks off. *I could totally segue that last statement into a lewd comment but I'll keep my inner 16 year old at bay ;)*

Tyler's character is so delightfully filthy with his words. Mix that with Brandon's sweet disposition and it's just a firework ready to go off.
Maisie is a lucky lady.

I, personally, would qualify this is erotic romance, because there is a relationship that reaches beyond sex. I know others might disagree and mark it as strictly erotica due to the sexual content (F/M,M/M, M/M/F) and frequency of such scenes. But whatever you want to classify Make Me under I don't care, because it was hot and made my day/night and probably tomorrow :)

Review of Going Down: Oral Sex Stories

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Tue, 22 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Going Down: Oral Sex Stories
Source: Publisher request
Length: 216 trade size

Edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel

Read My Lips

Get ready to go down!

Rachel Kramer Bussel, editor of the award-winning collections Tasting Him and Tasting Her, is back with more lip-smacking oral sex erotica with Going Down. "There's no rush of power quite like it in the world," writes Mary Borsellino in "Blush," and that intimate and sensual rush comes to life in each of these twenty-one tales. The primal sense of taking in the true essence of a lover is a powerful aphrodisiac in Lucy Felthouse's "Clean/Dirty." Two lovers dine on oysters and each other in Dusty Horn's "Shuck It." An accidental porn-viewing session leads to sizzling live action in Jeanette Grey's "Seriously." Going Down celebrates every kind of oral sex in deliciously explicit stories that will make your mouth water. Get ready to fully savor every page.

With contributed stories by Charlotte Stein, Jacqueline Applebee, Cynthia Hamilton, Sylvia Lowry, Logan Zachary, Shanna Germain, Annabeth Leong, Jeremy Edwards, Jeanette Grey, Dusty Horn, Roxy Rogers, Mary Borsellino, Lucy Felthouse, Tenille Brown, Neil Gavriel, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Chrissie Michaelis, A.M. Hartnett, Elizabeth Coldwater, and Graydancer.

If you’re in the mood for some oral sex reading then look no further because this book has it all when it comes to paying homage to oral sex. I’m not a huge fan of these books because each story is very short but with all of my reviewers busy I thought I’d give this one a try and I found I really liked it. I liked several stories but there was one in particular by Lucy Felthouse that was smoking hot, it made the whole book worth reading.

This type of books comes in handy if you’d like to get a couple of quick stories in at any time of the day and it also gives you a chance to sample from several different authors.

I recommend this to anyone who likes oral sex and short stories.

After The Crash series by Maddy Barone

noreply@blogger.com (CaroleDee) — Tue, 22 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Title: After the Crash series

Author: Maddy Barone

Source: Self Purchase

Genre: Paranormal Romance/Futuristic

Length: short novels

When a plane crashes fifty years in the future the survivors learn:
1. Nuclear war has destroyed the technology they knew.
2. Plagues have reduced the female population to a precious few and a woman is worth her weight in gold.
3. Werewolves are more than mere myth, and they want mates.

I found a new-to-me series and just had to share the wealth!
Feisty heroines? CHECK
Sweet Alpha heroes? CHECK
Giggle inducing? CHECK
Tear shedding? CHECK (dang it authors quit making me look like a crazy person when I read in public!)

Imagine you board a plane in the year 2014, it crashes and you and the other survivors end up in the middle of nowhere Nebraska. You can't get cell phone reception, and the FAA isn't answering the co-pilots maydays. When help finally shows up it's in the form of a bunch of hunky western movie extras on horseback accompanied by some giant dogs.
Could things get any weirder? YEP! You're informed that it's the year 2064. 50 years ago there was a chain of events that greatly reduced the population, and, technologically speaking, threw civilization back about a hundred years.
Oh and did I happen to mention that the crazy (yet totally great looking) movie extras are actually a Native American tribe that can change into wolves? AND you just so happen to have caught one of the wolf's fancies and he's decided he wants to keep you?

LOVED IT! The whole thing sounds sort of depressing but I promise there are lots of laughs and romantic *sighs* to be had while reading the 'After the Crash' series. The emotional trauma that the survivors have been through isn't diminished in any capacity. These ladies have some strong back bones and while coping with their new reality learn to embrace a more simple way of living with a little help from the Lakota Tribe and the people of the town of Kearney.

With men greatly outnumbering the women in the post-Armageddon world there tend to be some serious dangers. Thankfully the Pack are more than capable of protecting the survivors and helping them integrate into the new world.

Due to the sexual naivety of the men there are a few hilarious situations when things start to heat up.
For example in 'Sleeping With the Wolf' all the knowledge Taye has about making love comes from romance novels he's collected from the "Before-Times" It makes for one of the most memorable love scenes I have ever read.

Okay, so check out this series so I have some people to talk about it with :)

Sleeping With the Wolf (After the Crash #1)
Rising country music star Carla boards a plane in the year 2014. But it crashes in the future, fifty years after Armageddon has destroyed technology and plagues have reduced the female population to a precious few. She finds herself offered as prize in a Bride Fight, where only the strongest and fiercest men are allowed to compete to win a wife. Alpha werewolf Taye knows Carla is his mate. He wins the Bride Fight and takes her to his den, ready to give her everything, even his heart. Will Carla ever be ready to give him anything?

Wolf's Glory (After the Crash #2)
When goth-girl Glory Peterson’s plane crashes she is sent to find help. What she finds are people living in teepees like it’s the Old West. Wolf’s Shadow knows Glory is his mate. Glory’s happy to take a roll in the hay with him while she’s waiting for transportation back to civilization, but when she finds out she’s gone fifty years into the future and Shadow is a bossy werewolf who thinks he owns her, her attitude changes fast. Shadow is used to giving orders that are obeyed. Glory hasn’t obeyed an order since kindergarten. When two strong-willed lovers clash, who will win?

Wolf Tracker (After the Crash #3)
Strong, independent Tami was a survivalist and mountain guide in 2014 when she was flung forward fifty years into a post-apocalyptic future where women are worth their weight in gold. She is taken by four men to be their wife, but when she escapes from them they hire the Tracker, a deadly loner from the Wolf Clan with a reputation for being able to track anything, to bring her back. But Tami knows how to ride and how to hide, and she leads him on a chase that rouses his admiration. Behind Tracker’s stone cold face is a man who yearns for a wife of his own. When he catches up with Tami and learns that she is not a willing wife, he knows he can’t give her up

Sherry's Wolf (After the Crash #3.5)
Plane crash survivor Sherry Rowe was out of her mind with pain when help arrived at the crash site. When the big gray wolf transformed before her eyes into a gorgeous, scary, naked man who claimed her as his mate, she thought he was a hallucination induced by the horror of the plane crash and the pain of her broken legs. But days later, he was still there, trying to take care of her. How could Jumping Stag expect her to love him, a man who turned to a perverted animal, when she was still dealing with the loss of the husband who hadn’t survived the crash?

According to Ms. Barone's website she has at least 3 more books planned in the series and I can't wait :)

Guest author Alexia Reed + Give away!

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Mon, 21 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome author Alexia Reed!

Growing up, I was a fairly late bloomer where romance was concerned. I loved reading but I read mostly suspense and horror—Dean Koontz, Stephen King, etc. I quickly knew I didn’t like books where there wasn’t a satisfying ending.

My first accidental romance was Tami Hoag’s Cry Wolf. I still remember the day I got it. I was in Coles and was looking at books to get, my arms full of like five or so. My mom was helping me look and she picked out a book with a black and white cover, I guess thinking the title was interesting. Her words were something like, ‘This is about a serial killer. How about this?’. I paraphrase because I’m not entirely sure but it was something along those lines. I’d been reading more thrillers by that point. I decided to try the book out and it definitely wasn’t what I was expecting.

It was…quite shocking! There was kissing and…ahem…sex.

You have to realize, to this point, I had never read a book with intimate scenes before, but the moment I read that book I knew I wasn’t going back to a bleak world of no emotion in books. Yes, for years, I did mostly read only the romantic suspense kind, but I was hooked. Here was a genre I could get behind. One where a happily ever after was guaranteed. Not just that, but character-driven stories. It wasn’t just the warm fluttery feelings of the romance on page, it was the connection the reader got with the characters themselves. With romance books, you get to know more than a character’s motivations. You know their fears and dreams intimately. It’s like suddenly they’re your best friend, that one person you know everything about.

There’s a coziness there that you don’t get with some of the other genres.

What was your first romance book? Do you remember? What do you like about it?

Leave a comment for a chance to win a copy of Hunting the Shadows.

Hunting the Shadows
Amy has spent her life in isolation. Locked away in the Centre, a secret government facility where children with extraordinary abilities are raised as highly skilled fighters, she longs for a normal life. A life where being around people doesn't overload her sensitive telepathic mind. A life where she can't see through the eyes of a murderer as he hunts down his next victim...
J.C. Nikolaiev was a top researcher, but when his conscience got the better of him, he tried to destroy his work and free his subjects—and was imprisoned as a traitor. To save himself and prevent more people from dying, J.C. must catch the serial killer stalking the halls of the facility. But his only leads come from a woman whose thoughts have invaded his mind...
Finally out of the psych ward, Amy joins forces with J.C. to find the killer before he closes in on them. Can their growing attraction withstand the truths they uncover?
You can purchase Hunting the Shadows through the Carina Press, Amazon, or Barnes and Noble.
Alexia Reed is a dark paranormal romantic suspense author. You can find her on Goodreads, Twitter, and Facebook.

Review A Ravishing Redhead by Jillian Eaton

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Mon, 21 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Title:A Ravishing Redhead (Wedded Women Quartet #2)

Author: Jillian Eaton

Source: Author request

Genre: Historical romance

Length: Novella

On her wedding night Margaret’s husband took something infinitely precious from her before he disappeared to parts unknown… no, not her virginity. Her dowry! Now she is stuck at his rundown estate without a penny to her name and enough time on her hands to think up a thousand different ways to get revenge against the man who duped her and dumped her.

Henry saw only one way out of his family's gambling debts: to marry a wealthy heiress. Now after nearly a year spent abroad recouping his losses and building a new fortune, he can only vaguely recall what his wife looks like. He remembers her as a sweet, shy girl with beautiful auburn hair and lovely blue eyes. Who then is this entrancing red haired hellion that dresses like a man and swears like a sailor?

Greed and secrets tore them apart. Now fate has brought them back together. Can two strangers find love after marriage? Or will their differences prove too difficult to overcome despite their sizzling chemistry? Find out in A Ravishing Redhead, the second novella in the Wedded Women Quartet available on Amazon May 1st!

This is my first book from this author and it won’t be the last. I was really surprised because once I got started reading I couldn’t put it down and that’s saying something now days. I really felt like the author done a good job with adding more story and depth to the characters than just having a novella full of hot sex, but no worries you get a bit of that too;)

I was very surprised the direction the author took this story; it is in no way what the blurb leads you to think. I really enjoyed the characters and story and I hope to read more from this author soon.

With this being the second book in the series I never felt like I was missing anything as I was reading, so this is a standalone. I recommend this to anyone who wants a short novella historical romance read.

Review F814 by Eve Langlais

noreply@blogger.com (CaroleDee) — Sun, 20 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Title: F814 (Cyborgs More Than Machines #2)
Author: Eve Langlais
Source: Own a copy/Author request
Genre: Sci/Fi Erotic Romance
Length: Short novel

I dreamt I was once human. I lived a nightmare as a robot.

But love taught me I was more than a machine.

She thought herself a robot, defective and unique among her kind, until he taught her how to live again.

F814 exists to serve the humans until they decide to terminate her. An instinct for survival makes her fight, but when she achieves freedom, she discovers she cannot throw off the chains of habit. Everything changes when another flesh covered droid arrives, a cyborg he calls himself, who teaches her she is more than a machine.

Solus hates humanity, and even though he was born as a flawed human, he strives to eradicate all traces of it from his persona—until he meets F814. Meeting and touching her releases something in him. Has him yearning for things he doesn’t understand. Makes him long for…affection.

Before he can learn to love though, he must first tackle the task of reminding F814 that she is more than the sum of her mechanical parts. But of course, when dealing with an illogical thing like emotions, there is no sure plan for success.

Psssst.... I have a secret....... I LOVE Eve Langlais!
Okay, so not a huge secret. :) I'm pretty sure I've pointed out that little tidbit a few times. I just can't help it. Her books make me laugh hysterically, make me cry (I don't usually do tears), and last, but certainly not least, they are hot! Everything I ever wanted in erotic romance is a sure thing when it comes to Ms. Langlais.

F814 hit the mark.

The book synopsis is pretty spot on so, I don't feel the need to spoil any of the goodies for you. Just know that you're in for one heck of an emotional ride with this one. F814's life hasn't been too great *understatement* And until Solus meets F814 he's an emotionless automaton bent on nothing than revenge. Together they learn what it means to feel and embrace their human sides. F814 was wonderful :)

GO METAL!

Review of Masquerade (Vampires Realm #10) by Felicity E. Heaton

noreply@blogger.com (Ollie) — Sat, 19 May 2012 15:55:00 +0000

Title: Masquerade
Author: Felicity E. Heaton
Source: Author ARC Requested Review
Genre: Paranormal Romance - Vampires/Werewolves
Release Date: May 19th 2012
Buy link - Author's Website

Rating -

Sexual -

My Review -

Felicity Heaton continues to mesmerize readers with her vampire tales that are full of vivid imagery, mystery and passion. Masquerade definitely encompasses all of these areas and more with characters who are so well developed that the reader at times feels they can reach out and touch them. I really enjoyed this book and even though I have not read the other stories in this series, I did not feel that I was missing any details from the previous stories so it can be read as a stand-alone.

I have to say I really enjoyed the characters because they had qualities about them that did not come off as flat nor irritating. Vivek and Sophis are both dedicated to protecting their bloodline, but are afraid to let the other know how they truly feel for one another which created a lot of misunderstanding and tension. The sexual tension that grew between them had the right mixture of anticipation and frustration that when the two finally came together the sparks flew off the pages. Come one who would not love a vampire who is strong, powerful, dedicated, loyal and gorgeous (Vivek is so yummy.

Not only was the development of the romance between Vivek and Sophis beautiful, but the twists that occurred in the story kept me glued to the pages. There were times I felt like screaming at the characters for not expressing their feelings for each other and the growing misunderstanding. However, the plot was very intriguing and had me guessing as to who was behind the circumstances that occurred and when I found out I was surprised. To keep from spoiling anything I have to say I was very surprised at what happened and intrigued as to how the results will impact Vivek and Sophis' bloodline in future storylines in the series.

Fans of Felicity's books will definitely enjoy this one and if you have never read her other books you will love this one as you will discover this author's ability to draw you into the mystery and intrigue of the story without distracting from the enchanting world she describes and the passion that develops between the characters.

New facebook for the blog

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Sat, 19 May 2012 15:46:00 +0000

In a series of unfortunate events I have had to add a new blog Facebook page. I am sorry but if you want to keep following the blog by Facebook please go like the new page and hit like because I will be deleting the old likes page very soon.
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Also, to all of my friends on my personal Facebook account If you can find me its because I have a new account there also, so click here to find it. This mishap was totally my fault although I still cant figure out what I did to mess everything up.

Thank you and I'm sorry for any inconvenience.

Flavor of the Month. . . . And it's not Flowers

noreply@blogger.com (Artemis) — Sat, 19 May 2012 08:00:00 +0000

Flavor of the Month

April Showers Bring May Flowers

A sea of pink primroses that flourish
in one of my front yard flowerbeds.
A pink columbine that was
rescued from the dreaded clearance
pile at a local hardware store.

New additions this year:
A new flowerbed that contains
yellow groundcover roses.
Clematis growing lazily
up a trellis.

We've had plenty of spring rains to bring out the beauty of the flowers. Some will only bloom during the spring, while others will continue on through summer and fall. But as those of us who live in the South know, it's usually hot and dry during the summer with nary a rain drop in sight.

As I contemplated, just what to bring this month after last month's glorious "showers". . . .

While many fawn over a bouquet of fresh cut flowers being presented to them gallantly by their mate, meh, as you can see from my photos, I tend my own gardens and flowers don't impress me. Now, what really impresses me is scruff. Dirty you say! Oh NO! Give me that dirty, well tended, bristle, oh my. . .

!!!!!! SCRUFF !!!!!!

There is nothing sexier than a man with a well manicured beard.

Joe Manganiello

Jonathan Lucroy

Jason Aldean

Gerard Butler

Tom Hardy

Michael Barre

This is just a taste of the Beauty that await us. For more, visit my Pinterest Board Le Scruff. You never know what treasures you will find!

Felicity Heaton new release promo

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Sat, 19 May 2012 05:00:00 +0000

The next vampire romance novel in the Vampires Realm series by F E Heaton is available now in ebook.

MASQUERADE
(Vampires Realm Romance Series #10)
By F E Heaton

Ten years have passed since Sophis and Vivek, two vampires of the Venia bloodline, came close to death at the hands of twin hunters Aleksis and Izabella Romanov. The events of that night turned Sophis and Vivek against each other, shattering their close friendship and driving them apart.

Now, on the eve of a centenary Creator Day masquerade and at a time when things between them are dangerously close to separating them forever, they uncover a small army of vampire hunters in Saint Petersburg, led by their nemeses, Aleksis and Izabella.

With the safety of the rulers of the seven pure vampire bloodlines in their hands and their chance for vengeance hanging in the balance, can Sophis and Vivek face their past and overcome their differences? Will they realise their true feelings for each other before it’s too late or will the hunters finally claim their lives as their deadly plot to destroy the bloodlines unfolds?

Books in the Vampires Realm romance series stand alone and do not need to be read in order to gain maximum enjoyment

Click here to read an excerpt of Masquerade

Or learn more about the series by visiting the official Vampires Realm website

Masquerade is available now in e-book from:
Author's website
Amazon.com Kindle Store
Amazon.co.uk Kindle Store
Smashwords
All Romance eBooks

Coming soon in ebook to BN Nook, Apple iBooks, Kobo and Sony, and also in paperback

Guest author Charlene A. Wilson

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Fri, 18 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome author Charlene A. Wilson!

Bitten by Paranormal Romance blog post by Cole and Mianna. May 18th, 2012 Thank you so much for having us here today. I had a time choosing which character would get to introduce the Chronicles. Cole and Vincent got into a heated argument over it and James chimed in, stating that in light of the circumstances, he was the only level-headed one and should get the honor. So…

About the Author:
Charlene is an author of paranormal suspenseful tales that sweep you away to other dimensions. She weaves magic, lasting love, and intrigue into multi-layered story lines to immerse you into the lives of her characters.

Introduction to the Chronicles of Shilo Manor

Cherubim added to Cole’s irritation as they stared at him from the foyer walls. They seemed to mock his annoyance, their content smiles and chubby cheeks frozen in white marble. And how could the sculptor have the gall to add a permanent sparkle in those eyes? He scowled at the statuettes and beat his heals on the hardwood floors with deliberate cadence. His stride echoed through the heights. If the cascading chandelier would have quaked from the disturbance, the action would have made up for the wretched countenances.

A gentle melody touched him and he paused. Stepping to the parlor entrance, he waved a finger to nudge it open a notch. It silently swung and he peeked inside the dim room. A narrow band of light splashed across the wall-sized bar. The bottles seemed to assess him in a variety of muted hues, standing proudly on the gold-trimmed shelves. Deep shadows stretched from the nearby leather chairs and rose as if to try to hide the lower half of the large hearth on the far wall. Cherry wood braced the marble mantle, swirls dug into the material like thick claws artfully played there. The portrait of his father hung above it and filled the space, leaving only room for the cherubs to peak over the edges from along the ceiling.

Mianna’s voice preceded her movement. “Hello, my new friends. Charlene has asked me to take a moment and talk about Cornerstone Deep.”

A smile touched Cole’s lips and he folded his arms, leaning against the doorframe.

“I’m very pleased that she has chosen me to introduce you to my world. Naming the first three books of the Chronicles of Shilo Manor series after my dimension is a great honor. Thank you, Charlene.”

Realizing she practiced her speech for the Bitten by Paranormal Romanceblog, his irritation ebbed. Who better could Charlene have chosen to perform the task than a daughter of an Arylin colony of Terra? His argument with Vincent over the matter now humored him. And the hot-headed runt had even blown up half the lab in the attempt to secure the honor. James’s uncharacteristic anger at the act was evident in the way he whipped his hand to send the elements back into place.

Mianna’s dark hair flowed past her shoulders in long waves and gently brushed her back. The eyes that he could never deny peered up at the portrait as if it held the audience. Soft bow-tie lips smiled as she spoke.

“Actually, Cornerstone Deep is the formal name for Terra. It’s the position we hold in the spectrum of planes. As you know, a cornerstone a vital part of any building or structure. In this case, you could think of an arch. It begins and ends with a cornerstone supporting each base. The meridian cap joins with the midway sections to make the structure. And yes, we have dimensions called Meridianand Midway. Of course, they have their familiar names, just as we do. Our side of the spectrum’s arch is called Deep and the other side is called Summit. Hence, Cornerstone Deep.

“As Sentinels, Cole, James, and Vincent keep watch over Terra. Being from Meridian, they have special abilities. It’s a gifted plane, where they’ve advanced to the point of manipulating the elements. We call them wizards—at least those of us who know of their natures. They’re very familiar with rebirth, and even though they lose their soul mates to death, they are able to find them again and continue progressing together.”

A flush heated Cole’s face and he lowered his gaze. Shame hit him as she continued her speech.

“Well, at least that’s how it should have worked. For some reason, they didn’t believe reincarnation existed here. So… When I died, four hundred years ago…” She glanced down and her hands dropped to her side. A sigh breezed past her lips. “Sweet Arylin, Goddess of Love. How do I share this?”

Lifting from his lean, Cole stepped into the spacious room. His strides whispered on the plush carpet until he took her in his arms.

She peeked up at him. “Cole. How am I supposed to let the readers know how you never expected to find me? I can’t tell them about Lord Dressen’s order…that you bound my soul.” She turned in his arms and her dark blue gaze met his. Her soul’s call washed over him in waves. Every fiber of his being wished he could change the fact. Had he the power, he’d turn back time and erase the events that catapulted the Chronicles of Shilo Manor series into existence.

He cupped her face in his palm and his tone held regret. “I caused you such harm, my love. Such pain. Your will, your life…” He shook his head. “I will do anything to correct my wrong. Anything to get you back.”

“Lord Dressen won’t let that happen. And with the gift you gave him he has the power to make sure of it.”

The words stung, but resolve burned in his soul. “The Lords of Terra, the Gods of Cornerstone Deep, nobody is going to stop me.”

Her fists bunched his shirt and the weight of it tugged on his back. “And I don’t care what’s taken from me. My soul will always be strong. That I promise.”

Eternity echoed in his heart and he knew it was true. Nothing could destroy what they had, keep them apart. Not even an Earth-bound, sadistic author named Charlene A. Wilson.

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Chronicles of Shilo Manor

“We walk this world among you, beside you, loving you.”

Book one

Cornerstone Deep - blurb

It's their nature - long lives and rebirth. They're from another dimension, one gifted with advance abilities, but they serve in Cornerstone Deep. They're the Wizards of Shilo Manor.

They outlive the mortals of this realm by thousands of years, and when it comes to love the cruel fact is reinforced. Reincarnation doesn't exist on this plane. They lose their wives to death with no hope of reuniting. Yet they continue to accept others for whatever time they have together. Save for Cole. His love for his last wife still burns in his soul four centuries after her death.

When the service they render to the noblemen of Cornerstone Deep brings him face to face with Anna, something unexpected happens. In a realm of silent souls, hers calls to him. He responds with a kiss—one that joined with the spell of servitude she inhaled, binds her soul.

Breaking ancient covenants, angering the lords, and bringing the gods' wrath upon him, Cole tries desperately to undo his wrong and free his love—despite the determination of the nobleman to keep her.

~ * ~

“My life is a mirage of endless time. But you in this moment engulf me, rivet my mind, encompass my soul.”

Book two

Cornerstone Deep Echoes - blurb

Mianna’s return heals Cole’s soul and he promises to follow her for the rest of his existence. But the past isn’t what he believes. The fight for her has only begun.

Lord Dressen’s obsession grows as unexpected knowledge is revealed. His search for Mianna has spanned six life times and he won’t give up now. The courts stand behind him. Power pulses through his veins. Determination peeks and not even Cole Shilo can stop him. He will win his prize.

Struggling to stay ahead, Cole’s anger explodes. Nothing is sacred when it comes to keeping his love—not even covenants made with gods. But, through all his efforts, lofty or damned, the truth remains. Will echoes of another life cause him to fail?

~ * ~

“Every breath you take is a song to my soul.”

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Cornerstone Deep excerpt

Cole clutched at the crystal vase as he headed down the hall. Even though logic told him Anna’s true identity would be hidden, he couldn’t harness his anticipation at the thought of getting to know her. Instincts revealed a shadow of her personality. And that was enough to start.

The noonday sun’s rays poured through the window and filled her guestroom with warmth. His heart immediately wrapped around the serene setting, and he smiled as he set the gathered roses on the table. He glanced at the bed. It was empty. “Anna?”

He cautiously stepped to the bathroom and peered inside the open door.

Anna looked up from her seat at the vanity. Her gown lay at her feet and she held a folded towel on her lap.

“Are you okay?”

“Where’s Clair?”

Cole glanced to the side. Clair? Recollection lighted his mind. Dressen’s assigned aide. He returned his gaze and consciously made an effort to keep his eyes from wandering her unveiled body. “Clair’s not here.”

She looked at the bathing area. “Clair told me not to run a bath. She’s supposed to help me.”

“I see.” He pulled the curtain to the tub aside. “You can take a shower. It won’t flood the room. Just don’t stop the drain as for a bath.”

He turned the faucet on, selecting a comfortable temperature. “Just—take a shower instead—of a bath.” He cringed at his poorly executed statement, but his nerves danced at her exposure.

She stood and set the towel on the vanity.

He averted his eyes but his peripheral vision betrayed his intention. Heat flushed his skin and his muscles tightened. He took a deep breath. He hadn’t expected this. A sleepy awakening, a presenting of flowers, mild conversation, but not this.

She gingerly stepped inside and Cole pulled the curtain behind her. He sighed, closing his eyes. How awkward. His attraction to her was too strong to begin their acquaintance in the nude. I’d better leave.

She pulled the curtain aside and blinked back at him.

He threw his gaze at the unexpected action. Sprinkles of water sparkled on her skin. His flush deepened and his voice cracked. “Is—Is something wrong?”

“If Clair isn’t here to help me bathe, are you?”

His stomach knotted. “You want me to help you bathe?”

“She said I did it wrong.”

An insecure breath passed his lips as the urge to join her flew through him. Calm down. Think rationally. He retreated, knowing this situation would lead to something he would regret. His desire goaded him and want pulled his gaze down her petite form. Wrong thing to do. Anticipation pooled in his stomach.

Glancing away, he briefly considered the options. He felt her attention on him, innocent, unyielding.

Don’t look down. He hesitated then locked his eyes to view her cherubic face. Again, wrong thing to do. The pull that had called to him in the alley nearly overpowered him. He took a deep breath, clenched his teeth then focused on the waterfall above her head. He turned the lever to lighten the flow and smiled. “Better?”

She turned and her shoulder brushed his chest, dampening his shirt with the warmth. He swallowed hard at the pulse that flew from her touch to his core. The weight of his gaze seemed to force him to view her bare back. The gentle slope of her waist. The roundness of her firm

buttocks.

God, Anna. He wanted to take every part of her. Regardless of the consequences. Temper this. He’d controlled himself under more pressing circumstances. He could do this—hold to his

conviction to keep her safe. All he had to do was remember the possible harm. No joining, and he wouldn’t allow her to complete the spell. He grimaced at the thought. Mianna handled it fine. But in Anna’s state, he wondered. What would it do to her if she performed it on a wizard, anyway? She wouldn’t be prepared for the experience. The shock could be traumatic, even harmful. He set his mind. It would not come to that.

She turned back to him and it nearly destroyed his conviction. Her full breasts gleamed with moisture, her nipples taut as the water splashed over them. She looked at him with question.

He cleared his throat and stepped in, fully clothed.

“Um, Anna?” He couldn’t keep his gaze from following the water flow down her body. The heady ignition of lust hit him. His heart thumped against his rib cage. His blood pooled deep in his groin.

He cleared his throat again, and decided to forgo any conversation. His mind couldn’t make intelligent conversation if he had to. He reached for the soap. It slid silkily up her arm. He

watched it leave a glistening trail as he led it over her collar and to her chest. Biting his lips together, he inched the suds down around the curves of her breasts. “We don’t need to rush

this.” His whisper came before he realized he’d spoken.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head back as her body relaxed.

Her acceptance fueled his desire and control waned. One touch. He held his breath and let the sweet lavender soap slip from his hand. Suds washed away. Gently cupping her breast, he lifted it to torture his thirst. Take it. His lips parted. Only a taste. A moment to remember. Only to sedate the craving.

All restraint fled. He pulled her to him. His conscience offered weak rebuke. Too much. He paid no heed. His hand slipped down her hip and around to her inner thigh. All the time he’d dreamed of their love, their hunger for each other, condensed in that moment of need. Holding her threw him to years long-past. To their love, their union and consummation. He’d never experienced anything as pure since Mianna, and he instantly became lost in her. It was intoxicating.

He brushed his lips to meet hers with an eager kiss. Water cascaded through their hair, drumming a mesmerizing rhythm. Cole leaned her against the shower wall and lowered his body to brush along hers. Wrong thing to do! She pressed into his movement.

“Oh, God. I want you.” His heated breath bathed the dip of her neck. His tongue swirled the water from her skin.

She cried with delectation. Sweet breaths pleaded for more. Her leg rose to his hip and restraint drowned. Want raged at her offering. I can stop it before the spell takes effect. I can break the

symbol when it’s formed. I can…

Anna’s hands flew to his back. Fingers and thumbs met. Stop now! The symbol is formed. His hunger, unquenched, became ravenous. A growl ripped from his chest.

She took a deep breath.

You must stop it now!

Anna cried, “Unsigh,”

The spell began its charge through him with a surge. In a fit of forced severing, he pushed himself away and broke the triadic symbol.

“Colhart!”

He shuddered as he braced himself against the ledge of the tub. He clenched his jaw to repel his intense craving. “God, Anna.” He spoke through his teeth, his voice barely audible.

He wiped a hand down his face and looked up at her rapturous countenance. Waves of euphoria echoed from her as she slowly slid to the bottom of the tub, panting sighs of pleasure. His senses drowned in the emotions emitted.

Cole grunted to vent his arrest. That was too close. This couldn’t happen again.

~ * ~

Cole trudged down the hall of the east wing. Trails of water followed every step and his boots squished with tiny bubbles from the saturated soles. His black hair hung over his face and clung to his head and neck. He set an uneasy course to his room.

James trotted down the stairs to the second landing and halted with a look of disbelief. “Wh—what happened to you?”

Cole released a heavy sigh. “Dear, God, James. Anna wanted a bath.”

James seemed to struggle to hold back his chuckle, but it burst out anyway. “Don’t tell me. You helped her take a shower—in your clothes.”

He scowled. “I knew I’d do more than what I did if I hadn’t.”

“And,” James crossed his formidable arms, “Did the clothes help?” His hardly concealed his mirth.

Cole looked to the side. “Barely.”

“You know, there’s nothing wrong with being with her. But I’d be careful with her performing Mianna’s spell. In her condition, use of it on a wizard could be too much for her.”

“My thoughts exactly. But, do you realize how much control it took to stop it when it got to that point? Even with,” he held out his wet arms, “this I was lucky to end it when I did.”

James lowered his gaze and pursed his lips. “I see.”

Cole’s demeanor softened. “Besides, I know she’s only responding to my touch. It’s all instinctive. I want it to be more than that.” He shook his hands, causing his sleeves to

flap around his arms. “I need a drink.”

“Well, you’re getting the carpet all wet.”

He scoffed. “I’m really worried about the carpet right now.”

With a grin, James fanned his hands. Cole’s saturated wear snapped into crisp threads as the water evaporated and left him dry.

He smoothed his hair with his hands, combing the strands with his fingers. “Thanks.”

“You’d better put off that drink. We have company.” James set his hands at his waist. “It seems Elaina’s sister is here for a visit.”

Despite his condition, Cole immediately registered the threat. “What?”

“That’s right. I’ve already sent Elaina to talk with her in the parlor, and Vincent is pacing the study. I was running you down to join us. You didn’t answer my call.”

Cole glanced at his watch. Dry now, but surely soaked from the shower when James tried to contact him.

James turned for the stairs. “And Cole, she might already know about our nature.”

A glower crossed his face and he followed his brother.

Upon entering the study, Cole quickly took his seat. “Eko silyst.”

James flew his hand over the Utopian.

Vincent paced the length of the room jaw set and fists clinched, sparks crackling along his fingers.

“Sit down, Kid. Don’t lose it.”

~ * ~

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ARC Review Virgin Dancer by Deborah Court

noreply@blogger.com (Midalah) — Fri, 18 May 2012 04:30:00 +0000

Title: Virgin Dancer
Author: Deborah Court
Source: Requested Review
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Format: Novella
Release date: April 19, 2012

Jade, a small town girl who has recently moved to New York to become a professional ballet dancer, is wildly determined to lose her virginity. She goes to a Lower East Side club and celebrates her birthday with friends - fully intending to choose the most handsome, charismatic man she'll meet there to introduce her to the art of love that night. Instantly she falls for the tall blond Swedish sex god who owns the club, pretending to be a pole dancer who wants to apply for a job. But Alrik has secrets of his own, and soon Jade gets entangled in a web of danger, mystery and relentless passion ...

Rating-

Sexual-

My review-

Since my first review of one of Deborah Court's books, "Bound to the Prince", I've had the honor to get the chance to talk to her about a few things as well as review a couple of her other works. I admit that when I see an email from her, I get excited as to what it is going to include.

"Virgin Dancer" was no exception. One thing I have noticed when it comes to any form of romance or erotica, is that there are certain factors you have to include. Deborah manages to do just that in every one of her books, but she has a flair for taking the path in a unique manner. Where people are constantly talking about vampires, werewolves or shapeshifters- she introduced us to the engimatic and sexiness of elves.

In this book, we are given what many would consider a typical double life scenario for our hero. A seeming criminal who is truly a cop undercover. But instead of the typical storyline of bringing down a drug lord, we are faced with the rarely mentioned crime of human trafficking. Yet despite the darker background, we are given a hot ride as Jade finds the right man for her, a hot Swede with a heart of gold.

Few authors I have read can master the art of the word in a way where they can write a compelling enough story in a smaller package and still accomplish so much in terms of storytelling. In Deborah's case, while I wished for a longer tale, it wasn't because the story was lacking, but because I simply craved to read more of their story.

I highly recommend this latest piece by Deborah Court.

Guest post with author Christine DePetrillo + giveaway

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Thu, 17 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome Christine DePetrillo!

What if you were at death’s door? What if the next breath you took was destined to be your last? What if a tall, dark, and handsome stranger offered to save you? What if that offer came with strings attached?

Would you take the offer or would you choose to die?

Fortunately, we don’t live in a world where we have to make such decisions. We are, after all, mere mortals, bound by the rules of the natural world. We are born. We live. We die. We’re no different than a flower, beginning as a seed, bursting through the ground, flourishing under the sun, drinking in the rain, withering when our time is done.

Or are we?

Believers in reincarnation support the notion that when a body dies, the soul seeks out a new body, a new life. Pythagoras, the Greek philosopher and mathematician, taught the soul was immortal, merely residing in the body and therefore capable of surviving death. He believed the soul underwent a series of rebirths. Between death and rebirth the soul is purified in the Underworld. Only when the soul completes several cycles can it leave the reincarnation cycle.

I once read somewhere that “woman” was the highest form of reincarnation. Seems to make sense to me. We all love our sexy male heroes, but let’s face it, we females are much more evolved. Sometimes don’t you just feel as if you’ve been around for a looong time, as if you’ve seen it all, heard it all before? Probably because you have, dear sister. You’ve got an old soul inside you. One that is wise, worldly, and has most likely kicked some serious butt along the way.

So, for right now, you’re alive. Who knows if your soul is at the end of its cycle or if you’ve got many revolutions left to go? The important thing is to enjoy the ride…or rides as it were.

My character, Holly Brimmer, is offered a second ride after a horrible car accident causes her death. Find out what she decides to do in my paranormal romance, ABRA CADAVER, from The Wild Rose Press.

Blurb:

Holly Brimmer never expected to be brought back from the dead. After a fatal car crash, a mysterious stranger gives her a second chance at life—but it comes with a price. To stay alive she must pay it forward, accomplish an important deed, thus making her mark in the world. Until she does, her savior is bound to her. Now she has a backyard full of dead bodies and one unwanted houseguest.

Keane Malson kills bad guys to keep the innocent alive, but he’s still a monster. Cursed by a witch moments before an honorable death on the battlefield, he’s lived thousands of years, roaming from place to place with no end in sight. It’s a lonely life…until he meets Holly.

When a wanted man targets Holly, Keane will do anything to protect her, even if it’s the last thing he ever does.

Excerpt:

Slowly, Keane sat up and ran a hand through his hair. Holly was enchanted by the way the black strands fell back into place. Her fingers literally itched with the need to feel Keane’s hair against her own skin so she stuffed her hands underneath her legs.

Keane slid his legs off the bed and, holding onto the headboard, he stood. Holly edged off the bed as well and prepared to support him. He held out a hand as if to tell her to give him a minute. He took a few steps deeper into the room and turned around.

“Feel better?” Sweet Mary, he looked better. Damn perfect standing at his full height and rubbing his stomach with his hand.

“Much.” He came to stand in front of her. He was close enough for her to wrap her arms around him, but she didn’t. “Don’t let me do that again, okay? I felt human for a few moments drinking that beer, but it’s not worth the pain.”

“Guess you need tighter supervision.” A heat washed over Holly’s cheeks as she glanced up. His eyes were back to the brilliant sky blue, his skin flawlessly pale.

“Yes, Miss Brimmer. That’s exactly what I need.” He grinned, and Holly forgot the rules.

Where to buy:

ABRA CADAVER is available at The Wild Rose Press, Amazon for your Kindle, All Romance Ebooks, or by visiting my website at www.christinedepetrillo.weebly.com. You can also find me at The Roses of Prose blog on the 4^th and 14^th of every month, and I’d love be friends with you on Facebook and Twitter!

I’m giving away one copy of ABRA CADAVER to one lucky reader. Tell me what you’d do if you were offered a second chance at life. Would you take it?

Wondering if love can last an eternity? Check in with Drake and Arielle of Night Eternal as they exchange love poems at www.nighteternal.weebly.com.

Toodles,

Christine

Bitten’s She-Wolf Pack Thursday Review for May – EDGE OF PASSION (Cloak Warriors #1) by Tina Folsom

noreply@blogger.com (Artemis) — Thu, 17 May 2012 08:00:00 +0000

EDGE OF PASSION (Cloak Warriors #1)

TINA FOLSOM

Published: March 7, 2012

Paranormal Romance

Novel, ebook

Supplied by Author for an honest review

Able to render themselves invisible, immortal Cloak Warriors like Aiden have been protecting humans from the dark power of the Demons of Fear for centuries. But the demons might soon have a powerful tool in their hands to seduce humans to the dark side. And the person to provide them with this elixir is the human scientist Leila. Unbeknownst to her, the drug she’s developing to cure Alzheimer’s Disease has the unexpected side effect of weakening the mind’s resistance to the influence of demons.

The Council of Cloak Warriors is divided, some of them believing the only safe way to eradicate this threat is to eliminate its inventor; others are bent on protecting the human scientist. Aiden is a loyal Cloak Warrior who accepts the assignment to protect her, despite his own beliefs that humans can’t be trusted. However, when her life is endangered, his beliefs shift, and he’s drawn into a battle whose participants are unknown: is he fighting the demons or his fellow Cloak Warriors?

Forbidden desire flares between Aiden and Leila as they are forced to rely on the only people they can trust: each other. And even if he can save her and defeat their enemies, a union between them might be the most dangerous undertaking of all.

RATINGS and REVIEWS

Bitten's She-Wolf Pack's Ratings and Reviews

Kris’ Ratings:

Review: 2 – A Small Howl

Sexual: 2 - Steamy

This was a quick read about demons trying to take over the world and the guardians who are here to protect us. I liked Leila, but there really wasn't much to her. She's the brilliant scientist who only focuses on her research and her parents. I had a hard time even liking Aiden. He's the Guardian sent to protect her, but he's immature, temperamental, and a poor friend. At one point, his very best friend in the world for over 200 years disappears, and he almost immediately assumes that the guy has become a traitor. What?!? I just struggled to even want her to hook up with him. The plot moved quickly, and the other characters were interesting.

Ollie’s Ratings:

Review: 3 – One Good Howl

Sexual: 3 – HOT!

Cloak Warrior is the first book in a new series by Tina Folsom who is famous for her Scanguard Vampire and Venice Vampyr series. I'm a big fan of Tina's and was really looking forward to reading this one.

The story focuses on Aiden a cloak warrior set to protect humans from the forces of evil and Leila, a brilliant researcher on the verge of discovering a drug that may cure Alzheimer's Disease. Unfortunately the drug may inadvertently allow humans to open channels in their mind to be more susceptible to being controlled by the forces of evil. As with a lot of stories dealing with demonic forces they want to control the world and the more chaos, fear, and destruction the more negative energy they feed off and strengthen. However, Aiden is assigned to protect Leila from the forces of evil and needs to destroy the research to ensure it never falls into the wrong hands.

Now the story started strong, but somehow as the story progressed it seemed to lose its steam for me. I found at times I couldn't really connect to the main characters. It could have been that I didn't get know the characters in terms of their morals, and their values. Although some aspects of their character were mentioned it didn't seem it was demonstrated. It reminds me what I heard a writer say "don't just tell me what is happening but show me" and I just felt in the book I was being told about scenes and didn't really feel the scenes. It felt at times the characters were going through the motions but the emotional content wasn't strong. The concept of the book was good and really wanted to like this latest book from Tina, but I felt it was lacking the suspense, action and romance to pull me in and engross me.

CarolDee Ratings:

Review: 3 – One Good Howl

Sexual: 3 – HOT!

*Sigh*

I had such higher hopes for Edge of Passion, but it just didn't happen for me :(

I fell in love with Tina Folsom's Scanguard series primarily because of originality and likeable characters. Unfortunately, Edge of Passion didn't give me the same feeling of reading something fresh and new. There seemed to be too many clichés that are found in the Paranormal romance genre. I know I've complained of the same thing before, but it just becomes tiresome when you feel like you're reading the same book with slightly different details.

The love interest between Aiden and Leila never peaked my interest. I enjoyed Aiden's character, but Leila drove me insane. I'm not going to lie and say I know anything about pharmaceutical research but if Leila was truly being selfless in her search for a cure for the Alzheimer’s that was destroying her parents why not be open and share her research with other medical professionals? It seems to me that twenty doctors working on a project would go quicker than one. Okay, so maybe that was a bit of a ramble, but it was just a huge hole in the plot for me. And I don't feel like the ‘Cloak Warriors' were ever explained in full detail. Where did they get their magic? Why did the start fighting the Demons of Fear? Were they mandated by God? BAH, there were just so many little things that ate at me. The redeeming qualities were mainly the secondary characters. I really enjoyed Aiden's fellow warriors especially the womanizing Manus. What can I say I have a soft spot for bad boys *grin*

Despite everything Edge of Passions was a fun and easy read. I would absolutely recommend it to people looking to fill the downtime between a new Midnight Breed or Dark Hunter installment.

Laurie (BittenByParanormalRomance) Ratings:

Review: 4 – A Pack Howl

Sexual: 2 - Steamy

Edge of Passion is a new series by Tina Folsom, I really liked the story and I’m looking forward to reading and learning more of these warriors and their world as the series continues.

Tina is known for her very steamy romance stories, while this one gets steamy it’s nothing like her other books and I think that’s what I loved most because I felt like I got to know the hero and heroine as they worked together, even though they did get very predictable and annoying at times with their back and forth business LOL.

I really liked how Tina added passion in Leila’s Alzheimer’s work. I hope one day there will truly be a cure for this disease in the real world.

I recommend this to PNR readers.

Artemis’ Ratings:

Review: 3 – One Good Howl

Sexual: 2 – Steamy

I’m on the fence with this one. It’s one of those stores that were lukewarm. None of the characters ever ignited the pages for me, even though they were likeable enough. However, the heroine got on my last never and just about made the TSTL List even though she was a brilliant scientist!

Honestly, I wasn’t quite sure what this Cloak Warrior and Demon of Fear world/feud consisted of until halfway through the book and everything finally clicked into place. It grew to be quite aggravating.

I’m not giving up on this new series yet – if for one reason alone. Zoltan. I love that name!

Rev Riot Gyrl's Ratings:

Review: 3 - One Good Howl

Sexy: 2 - Steamy

I will say I really admire Ms. Folsom from breaking away from her highly successful vampire series to start another and she doesn’t disappoint either.

The Cloak Warriors are a highly secret group who are here on earth to protect humans from the Demons of Fear. The more humans give into them, the more powerful they become and thus, the harder the job Cloak Warriors have with protecting precious mortals.

The world building is excellent and if this series is going to be anything like Ms. Folsom’s Scanguard’s Vampires series then each book will focus on a different warrior. Her first pick was the brooding yet very handsome Aiden, who falls for sexy researcher, Leila.

As a very well paid and dedicated scientist, Leila is hard at work trying to find a cure for Alzheimer’s but the Demons want the cure as well because it could easily allow humans to do their bidding much easier than without it.

Aiden is sent to protect Leila and the sparks start to fly.

First, let me say that this was an enjoyable story with solid characters and very well-evolved and developed secondary characters. Ms. Folsom doesn’t do slapdash as her fan base is well aware.

However, the reason why this book only got one good howl from me is because I couldn’t connect with Aiden and Leila as a couple. I adored Aiden but I wasn’t crazy about Leila as a character and thus, this somewhat dampened the story for me.

There is also the whole schizophrenic feel of their relationship which makes no sense. One moment, they are passionate about one another and the next, they are fighting like cats and dogs. In ordinary circumstances, this might be okay, but both of them are in danger throughout the entire novel and if there isn’t any trust, there can’t be a cohesive relationship. Without a cohesive relationship, it is hard to buy these two are supposed to be destined for one another because in reality, it just seems like the hot guy is settling for the hot girl as opposed to “destiny”. It’s obvious there is something special about their coupling but to me, it didn’t have that spark and thus this is how it turned out for me.

First novels in a series are tough and the Cloak Warriors are interesting enough I would definitely continue with the series. However, I suspect this will be more mainstream and less erotic per se. There is much more action and heroics than lovemaking but the novel felt balanced and overall well written.

Guest romance author Paty Jager + giveaway

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Wed, 16 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome romance author Paty Jager

My current release is the third book of a trilogy set among the Nez Perce of NE Oregon. These books came about after an editor said she’d like to see more historical paranormal. Having written historical westerns I felt the only paranormal element that made sense to me was incorporating Native American spirits into a book. And out of that thought came Spirit of the Mountain, Spirit of the Lake and Spirit of the Sky.

The spirit entity in these books is all a figment of my imagination, but it felt real to me. My fascination with the Native American culture, their healing herbs, chants, legends, myths, and vision quest all primed my imagination when I came up with the spirit siblings who are the main characters in the books.

In the first book, Spirit of the Mountain, I use the vision quest as the means to bring the chief's daughter to talk with a white wolf, Himiin(Wolf), the hero and spirit of the mountain. In her vision quest, her weyakin(the spirit who visits her) is a white wolf. So when her life is thrown upside down by her believing her vision quest means she must marry a warrior from the enemy Blackfeet tribe, she feels talking to the wounded white wolf she encounters is natural. When he turns into a handsome warrior, doing her duty becomes harder as she must leave the mountain and spirit of her heart.

The second book, Spirit of the Lake, has Wewukiye (Bull Elk) as the hero. He is the white wolf's younger brother and a spirit as well. He lives in the lake as the antlered legend who comes out of the lake and takes bad children. Yet he is the fun loving practical joker of the three sibling spirits. In his book, he befriends a Nimiipuu maiden who has been raped by a Whiteman and becomes pregnant, but the band pretends to not believe her to avoid trouble and perhaps being tossed from their land because the treaty which took away their land was not signed by Old Joseph, yet the government believes the other chiefs who signed spoke for all the Nez Perce.

Sa-qan (Bald Eagle) is the youngest of the three. In Spirit of the Sky, she soars in the sky above all the Nimiipuu land watching over them. In the third book, she is desperately trying to keep the Nimiipuu from annihilation as the U.S. Army chases them from their homes on a four month, 1400 mile trek where they fall short of freedom and end up on reservations far from home. During the campaign she falls in love with a cavalry officer and together they try to save the Nimiipuu.

Each book is laced with factual information about the Nez Perce and their day to day lives, yet it is the fictional spirits that bring the stories to life and show the deep seated feeling of the Nez

Perce.

Blurb for Spirit of the Sky

To save her from oppression, he must save her whole tribe. To give her his heart, he must desert his career…

When the US Army forces the Nimiipuu from their land, Sa-qan, the eagle spirit entrusted with watching over her tribe, steps in to save her mortal niece. Challenging the restrictions of the spirit world, Sa-qan assumes human form and finds an unexpected ally in a handsome cavalry officer.
Certain she is a captive, Lt. Wade Watts, a Civil War veteran, tries to help the blonde woman he finds sheltering a Nez Perce child. While her intelligent eyes reveal she understands his language, she refuses his help. But when Wade is wounded, it is the beautiful Sa-qan who tends him. Wade wishes to stop the killing—Sa-qan will do anything to save her people.
Can their differences save her tribe? Or will their love spell the end of the Nimiipuu?

Excerpt:

She smiled and his heart leapt into his throat. He thought her beautiful from the first moment he saw her standing in the river fiercely protecting the child, but watching her tense face relax and smile, he was smitten. A light and pleasing calm washed over him for the first time in a very long time. He could only bask in the moment briefly. They were enemies.

“I am from the sky, and I watch over the Nimiipuu.” She nodded her head and flashed him with yet another smile. “You may call me Angel.”

“Only if you call me Wade.”

She nodded. “Let me check your wounds. You have moved around.”

“Why are you taking such good care of me when your warriors left me for dead?”

Her sunshine gaze peered straight into his eyes. “You saved my niece at the village and the wounded from the Bannock scout. You do not have the thirst to kill like the other soldiers.” She bowed her head and removed the blood encrusted bandage from his shoulder. “The Nimiipuu need you.”

Her touch warmed his body, tingling the areas around his wounds. He glanced at her small, delicate hands hovering over his injuries. He shut his eyes, and then opened them. Her hands shimmered as if in a fog. His pain subsided, in fact, his body felt well rested.

A soft lyrical chant rose from her lips as she continued to hover her hands over his wounds. Her eyes remained closed, her light lashes resting on her sun-kissed cheeks. He’d never seen a woman as beautiful as this. He had to learn her true origins and return her to her family.

Buy Link:

http://www.thewildrosepress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=191&products_id=4850

Bio:

Wife, mother, grandmother, and the one who cleans pens and delivers the hay; award winning author Paty Jager and her husband currently ranch 350 acres when not dashing around visiting their children and grandchildren. She not only writes the western lifestyle, she lives it.

She is a member of RWA, EPIC , and COWG. She’s had eleven books and a short story published so far and is venturing into the new world of self-publishing ebooks.

Her contemporary Western, Perfectly Good Nanny won the 2008 Eppie for Best Contemporary Romance and Spirit of the Mountain, a historical paranormal set among the Nez Perce, garnered 1^st place in the paranormal category of the Lories Best Published Book Contest. Spirit of the Lake was a finalist in the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence.

You can learn more about her at her blog; www.patyjager.blogspot.com her website; http://www.patyjager.net or on Facebook; https://www.facebook.com/#!/paty.jagerand twitter; @patyjag.

Contest! I’m giving away a $5 Amazon gift certificate to one lucky commenter.

Blog Tour Contest! Each blog stop has a picture of an eagle in the post. Follow the tour and send me the number of different pictures you saw while following the tour. To learn where I”ll be go to my blog(http://www.patyjager.blogpsot.com) or website(http://www.patyjager.net) If there is more than one correct entry I’ll draw a winner on May 21^st to receive a $25 gift certificate to either Barnes and Nobles or Amazon, a handmade custom ereader cover, and chocolate. Send your entry number to: patyjag@gmail.comby May 21^st.

Demonically Tempted (Frostbite #2) by Stacey Kennedy

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Wed, 16 May 2012 06:00:00 +0000

Title: Demonically Tempted (Frostbite #2)
Author: Stacey Kennedy
Source: Author request
Genre: Paranormal romance & urban fantasy
Length: Novella

Tess Jennings, now a member of the Memphis Police Department, is on her first cold case. The suspected suicide of Lizbeth Knapp ten years ago isn’t a theory her family accepts—they believe she was murdered.

But the case is only one of Tess’s worries. Ghosts are talking, and word of her abilities rapidly spreads. A dark ghost is terrifying the spirits of Memphis, and she must force the entity to cross over.

Tess doesn’t have to do this alone. Not only does she have her ghost-lover, Kipp McGowen, but the department has brought in a medium. Dane Wolfe might answer all her questions, but he also brings a world of trouble. Will Tess finally have all she’s ever wanted, or will everything she’s vowed to protect be ripped away?

Tess Jennings is back into action in her second installment Demonically Tempted by Stacey Kennedy. This time around Tess finds out there’s more to the supernatural world than just ghosts. There’s also some tension added with a new medium brought in named Dane. Oh yeah, things really got interesting LOL.

Stacy Kennedy is awesome in mixing paranormal romance and urban fantasy together. I enjoyed this book more than the first because I felt like Stacey really let out Tess’s attitude. I especially loved it because it reminded me of things I would do and say and I’m sure a lot of you will feel this same way.

As for the ending, I really hate cliffhangers but this one really wasn’t so bad at least it lets you in on what could be next or at least could it’s no telling what Stacey has in store for us next lol. I myself can’t wait to see what is going to happen between Tess and Kipp. Hurry up Stacey!!!

Guest author Deborah Court

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Tue, 15 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome romance author Deborah Court

Step into my World

By Deborah Court

Before I started to write myself, I worked as an editor and translator of romance novels. It was the job of my dreams, since I've always enjoyed reading, and this gave me not only the opportunity to enjoy many books from different genres, but also enabled me to get to know how they are structured, what is elemental to a story. More importantly, I learned what readers expect from a book. A plot and interesting characters are elementary, but the real challenge for a good story is that it's supposed to take the reader into another world for the entire length of it, starting from page one.

It's all about escapism. God knows we need it nowadays, especially young people who struggle with getting a decent education and a career, or hard-working mothers who run their families like a tireless, multi-tasking robot each day. They have a job, loads of housework, take care of their children and elderly family members while they often neglect their own wishes and needs. I have learned that those women are my most faithful readers; they give me incredible, heartwarming feedback. "Thank you for helping me escape for a while," is something I often read in my readers' messages, and to me as a writer, it's the biggest compliment imaginable.

But is escapism a good or bad thing? (Naturally, escape can also be experienced through watching movies, TV shows or other forms of entertainment, but being an author, I'd like to talk about books for now.) There are people who'd argue that such avid readers prefer to live in their own worlds - or, in the case of a fiction book, in a world a writer created for them. But this world, whether it's fantastic or very close to reality, lingers on in their minds long after they finish reading; it feeds their own inner world, the childlike part of their soul that's still able to be in utter awe of a breathtaking sight, believing that whatever they are craving for can actually happen. Sometimes astonishing creativity blooms after readers lose themselves in a compelling story - there are myriads of talented fan fiction writers and artists online who got motivated by a book they particularly liked in the first place.

Now this can't possibly be a bad thing, can it? Don't have a bad conscience if you like to escape for a while. We all need to from time to time. You've earned your own private fantasy, and it will give you renewed strength to face life when you need to get out of bed in the morning. Because the world you found in a book will linger inside you, still filling you with joyous wonder and hope long after you turned the last page.

*****

Deborah Court, author of the bestselling epic fantasy romance, "Bound to the Prince", lives in a picturesque European small town. A health professional by day, at night she loves to write romances about elven warriors of deadly beauty, capable of making a woman die from sheer pleasure - or stories to awaken the deepest, most secret fantasies of her readers.

For news, fun & excerpts, visit Deborah's homepage:

http://www.deborahcourt.com

Want to escape even more? Deborah Court's new romance, "Virgin Dancer", is available on Amazon now.

http://www.amazon.com/Virgin-Dancer-ebook/dp/B007W5PFFQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1334997054&sr=1-1

Excerpt:

"So beautiful," he said, and his deep, rich voice sent shivers down her spine. "I still wonder if I should take advantage of this situation. After all, you're just a girl who wanted to find herself a lover tonight." He laughed to himself as he bowed down to her, moving his body over hers. Resting his weight on his elbows, his skin was just inches away from Jade's, nearly covering her. She only needed to arch her back, and her breasts would graze his skin.

Holding her captive with his pale, clear eyes, he stared down at her. "You can't even imagine how much I'd like to take you now." When she gasped, he continued. "Look at you. You want it, too, don't you, Jade? This is what you came here for."

Desperate with want, she closed her eyes, unable to speak a word. Suddenly, she felt his breath on the sensitive side of her neck, and she involuntarily tilted her head to the side to give him better access. Then, his lips were on her, leaving a searing mark
on her skin. She moaned when she felt his tongue, barely touching as if he only
wanted to taste her. A soft moan escaped her when he covered her neck with more
of his sinful kisses, alternating with gentle bites that made her finally give
up, yielding to his seduction.

The knowledge of being bound and helpless excited her more than she would have expected, and she turned her head to look into his eyes, ready to beg him if he wanted it. She found that the expression of his eyes wasn't cold anymore, but seemed to burn with a fire that threatened to destroy her.

"Beware, little virgin," he said. "I might be too much for you."

*****

Cover Reveal with Ann Mayburn + giveaway

noreply@blogger.com (WildAboutBones) — Mon, 14 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Join us in welcoming multi-genre author Ann Mayburn once again to BBPR as she reveals the cover for her upcoming sequel to Daughter of Lust, Princess of Lust

Cover Lover

It’s no great secret that I’m an absolute cover whore. I love getting new covers for my books, it’s one of my favorite things about being an author. I also print out every one of my covers and frame it to hang around my computer desk for ‘finish the damn book so you can get a pretty cover’ inspiration. After all of the blood, sweat, and lack of sleep that goes into writing a book, I adore the moment that my book gets a ‘face’ to show to the rest of the world.

It’s also no great secret that I drive my cover artists batshit crazy. ;) I’m a demanding, nit picky, pain in the ass who has been known to stress out about the smallest details, like the shadow of a blade of grass on a guys stomach that makes it look like he has a weird curvy shadow from an erection. Ok, maybe it didn’t look like that to anyone else, but it did to me.

One of my publisher’s, Decadent Publishing, recently gave me the opportunity to do the cover for my short story collection, Prides of the Moon. I adore art and have always wished I could draw free hand, but the best thing I can do is stick figure theater. Fortunately, with today’s art programs anyone who has the desire, drive, and a bit of natural talent can teach themselves the techniques used for making digital art. Decadent saw my work on my webpage, trading cards, etc. and had enough confidence in me to know if I didn’t feel like I could do the cover justice, I’d throw in the towel and call in a professional cover artist.

I spent hours, days, agonizing over the cover for ‘Prides of the Moon’, and I’m very happy with the end result. I really enjoyed learning different techniques, studying layouts, and all the other aspects of design that appeal to my OCD nature. It was great fun to find the cover models who best fit the characters in my books, and I will confess, spending hours browsing images of half naked men didn’t suck. ;)

I recently completed the second book in my epic and erotic ‘For the Love of Evil’ trilogy, 'Princess of Lust'. It’s a fantastic story full of demons, the politics of Heaven and Hell, and more intrigue than you can shake a stick at. When I found out that the cover artist who did the first book in the series, 'Daughter of Lust', would be unavailable to do the second, I begged and pleaded with Decadent Publishing to let me do it. And they did. :-) So, without further ado, here is the cover for ‘Princess of Lust’.

Because this is a trilogy, you have to read the first book in the series, ‘Daughter of Lust’, in order to understand the second book. I mean you could read the second book first, but you’d be spending a great deal of time going ‘huh?’, and that’s not fun. ;)

Giveaway

I’d like to give away 2 copies of 'Daughter of Lust' to 2 lucky readers. One eBook copy (open internationally) and one signed print copy (open to US only). Good luck and thank you so much for giving me a chance to seduce your imagination.

This is an 18+ giveaway. By entering you are acknowledging you are over 18 years old (or the legal age limit in your state or country).

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Authors and Their Pets day 8 with Bri Clark and her Vixen Cat

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Sun, 13 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome Bri Clark and her vixen cat!

Yes you read that post right. It's a hard realization when you figure it out.

But the worse part is my husband is infatuated with her too. Which how can I blame him.

She's much smaller than me.
I'm taller than him.
She's also petite.
I'm very curvy.
Oh and she's lithe with long shiny black hair and green eyes.And I have short blond hair and gray eyes.

I mean how do I compete with that! The worst part is she was supposed to be my friend. And to top it all off I even have pictures of the debauchery.

She is hopelessly devoted to him.
She even throws herself at his feet.
I mean like I'm ever going to do that.

Oh and I caught her actually trying to wear my lingerie!
The nerve!

When he is working you look up and there she is having his back. You don't even know she's there. She's a lithe wench.

And when we are in the bed pillow talking you look up and there she is! Slivery little vixen.

But boy she has some nasty habits. Oh brother...When I got this shot. I knew I had her! I knew it would be the end of any pursuit. Because what man wants a female that nasty!

Sadly I was wrong. He said I never let her kiss me anyway.

Have any of you other women had to deal with a pushy female?

I hope ya'll liked my little play on words with a dash of sassy humor. But really that's what a good author does. When they write a story it's in a way that draws you in, makes you feel, whether that is humor, excitement, love, pain, or anger. The sign of a great writer is a story you never see coming.I love connecting with new people. You can find me on social media on anyone of those buttons beneath my name.

Thank you so much for letting me share my post on my little hussy cat. She truly is my slivery vixen and I love having her be a part of my family.

Bri Clark

Literary Strategist/Consultant/Author/Speaker

bri@belleconsult.com

belleconsult.com

Maeve da Paer has lived her life free from the restrictions of the world of sorcery and the Board of Witchery hidden behind the combined protection of her grandparents powerful clan magic—and a lie. Although her life has not been worry free, it is when all that desperation and grief cause her to cast her most powerful spell ever…a spell that will end the pain before it begins on the powerful All Hallows Eve.

Fionn Hughes, an immortal tracker, former heir to a powerful clan of time warlocks is on a mission to restore his honor—instead he finds Maeve da Paer. Following the scent of Gardenias and Honey Suckle, he discovers the last Scent Witch. It’s only after she almost takes off his ear that something more stirs, eventually changing his mission from one of duty to one of need.

What will Fionn do when he finds out Maeve plans to cancel out her own existence? Will he be strong enough to stop her?

Authors and Their Pets day 7 with RM Sotera and her cat

noreply@blogger.com (Laurie (BittenbyParanormalRomance)) — Sat, 12 May 2012 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome RM Sotera and her Cat Dracula!

Dracula – AKA- Bad Ass Cat

It is only fitting that my cat is named Dracula. I did not name him Dracula. Last year, when we purchased him from a cat sanctuary here in Vegas, he was already given the namesake. And it fits him to a tee!

Little did the newest addition to my family realize that his mom had long adored everything vampire. I’d read every book about vamps that I could get my hands on, and even write my own stories filled with these drop dead gorgeous creatures of the night.

So, we brought Dracula home with us. And oh…the fun began! May I add that I’ve never had a cat as a pet before.

Dracula. His black fur always looks as slick as an oil spill and the white patches skillfully drawn on his paws, neck, face and underbelly a perfect piece of his tuxedo style. There is always a touch of mystery surrounding him. Many times he shows up in nooks and crannies around the house…and basically scares the crap out of me. LOL

Dracula. We’d decided his name was perfect for him so we didn’t change it. As soon as he’d entered our home he became the purveyor of all. Each day since the day we brought him home he wakes us (mostly me) at 3:00 am by shoving everything off the dressers in the master bedroom. If we don’t get our butts out of the bed (again, me), he starts to do laps back and forth down the hallway. And when that doesn’t work he starts flinging the doorstops. Then I get up – since my time to rise is 4 am – and feed the little man. By the time I hit the button on the coffee machine and make it back down the hallway to the master bedroom, he’s already sprawled out sleeping on my side of the bed. And I just laugh. Damn if that cat doesn’t know how to rule the roost.

Dracula. Curiosity fit for a master! A master vampire that is. Yes, this cat is a night owl. A Casanova of the feline kind. Sometimes, when twilight is near, the neighbor cat, a beautiful tiger stripped female, occasionally plops in front of the sliding glass door on the back patio of our home and meows at Dracula. He just lays in front of the door, all sprawled out on his back, staring at her as she meows and continues to whine like a little baby. Finally, after what feels like way to long, she stops her bellowing and the two cats stare at each other. Must be Dracula’s powers of hypnosis – he’s mesmerizing the fair kitty. Then she runs home, probably relishing in kitty dreams of the cat in the window.

What a kitty man. He is truly a creature of the night. Undeniably his name fits his personality.

Check out his pictures. Enjoy.

RM Sotera - Romance writer, wife, mom to a teenage boy and one bad-ass cat named Dracula.