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The Exemeus

Book One
Folami and Abeni Morris

Genre: young adult fantasy

Publisher: Royal Colours Ink

ISBN: 9780988688605

Number of pages: 504

Word Count: 101,595

Cover Artist: Amalia Chitulesca

 

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Haylee Smith is dead, she just doesn’t know it yet.

Her short life was devoted to love and to hate. Love of the man who stole her heart, hate for the man who stole the world. Murdered by the government she swore to destroy, fate has given her another chance to make it right. But to save the planet, she needs the help of the most powerful mystic the world has ever seen—unfortunately he hasn’t been born yet.

In a world where fear is the only currency, Dephon has committed the ultimate crime: inspiring hope.

His only goal is to make it safely through ninth grade, but on a post-apocalyptic Earth run by the Treptonian government, it isn’t that simple. Heir to a legendary

power, Dephon Johnson is the only threat to the government’s rule. And on Trepton, all threats must be eliminated. When hundreds of assassins are dispatched to neutralize him, Dephon is forced to fight back. His only chance of survival is to enlist the aid of the greatest warrior the world has ever known. The only problem is, she’s been dead for 13 years.

 

 

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Excerpt:

 

A scream rippled through the emerald-green sea. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Singleton groaned. I sighed deeply, trying to remain composed. Another scream pierced our ears, this one coming from a different direction. Within seconds the horizon was filled with no less than twenty of the slug-like creatures traveling with chilling military-style precision towards us. They were all swimming from different directions, their eyes flickering in the distance.

 

Hyles, leave.”

 

No,” I said firmly.

 

I’m losing too much blood as it is. I’ll never make it back and who’ll avenge my mother? Get out of here. I will not watch you die too! Do it now, Hyles!”

 

Would you leave me?” I challenged him, racking my mind for a course of attack.

 

I gripped my sword awkwardly in my hand as I tried to keep Singleton afloat with the other one. “Hyles, just go or we’ll both die.” The creatures were close enough for us to see their rattling teeth. The combined effect of their screams was enough to shatter our eardrums. “Hyles, go!” he said again. The creatures were no more than eight feet away, and it was clear that neither of us was getting out of here alive.

 

About the Authors:

Folami and Abeni Morris are a sister-sister writing team. Together they wrote (and rewrote) The Exemeus series, somehow managing to accomplish it without murdering one another. Despite their facial similarities, tendency to finish each other’s thoughts and stick up for each other constantly, no, they’re not twins and thus deserve their own individual bio.

Folami Morris

Folami grew up in the tiny city of San Mateo Ca, where nothing ever happens and no one ever leaves. She went to Xavier University for undergraduate, getting her B.A in physics and her B.S in Biology. After graduation she returned to California, to live in an even smaller city, where even less happens, Antioch Ca. During this time she escaped the monotony by hanging out with her imaginary friends Hyalee and Dephon, and by writing the Exemeus.

She finally escaped to Queens NY and now realizes that quiet and tiny aren’t so bad.

Abeni Morris

As luck (and logic) would have it, Abeni grew up in the same tiny little town as her sister, then she too escaped to the tinier town of Antioch. She has yet to leave. She received her bachelor’s degree in early childhood development from Cal State East Bay. She is the mom of two amazing kids, who swear that they deserve a percentage of the book proceeds and a ton of the credit. At least she raised dreamers.

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Hearts On Fire #Blog #Hop #Promotional Special

ImageHappy Valentine’s Day! The day of love. As a special promotion, Close Encounters with the Night Kind is hosting this hop. There’s a ton of prizes to win, including one of my own just for commenting on this post. Be sure to read all about A Summoner’s Tale, available now.

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AUTHOR: by Victoria Danann

PUBLISHER: 7th House

ISBN: 978-1-933320-67-0 ebook Words: 107,000

978-1-933320-80-9 print Pages: 350

GENRE: vampire romance, paranormal romance, urban fantasy, paranormal fantasy

RELEASE DATE: February 14, 2013

BOOK TRAILER: http://victoriadanann.me/the-summoners-tale/

BUY AT AMAZON: http://www.amazon.com/Summoners-Tale-Vampires-Confessor-ebook/dp/B00BC1SYKE/

 This is the third installment in a serial saga intended to be read in order.
DESCRIPTION:A secret society, a witch, a psychic, vampires, modern day knights, heroes, elves, fae, assassins from another dimension, and fairytales come together where emotions intersect. Two souls, joined by a mystical bond, separated by distance, must simultaneously struggle through pain and darkness in an ultimate confrontation with character and an ultimate struggle for life proving that true love waits patiently through lifetimes and finds courage to survive. Even in the strangest places. Even when you’re least expecting it. Even when you’re far, far from home.

Erotic quotient: A little steam. No menage. No BDSM

ImageIMPORTANT: Black Swan Books 2 and 3 are available on Amazon.com exclusively as single titles. However, a The Order of the Black Swan COLLECTED TALES, Books 1-3will also be released on or around Feb. 14th in e-book everywhere.This is the story as it was intended to be read – without interruption.

ISBN: 978-1-933320-70-0 313,000 words All three books for $6.99.

 

INCLUDES:

ImageBook OneMy Familiar Stranger: Romancing the Vampire Hunters (nominated for Reviewers Choice Best Paranormal Romance of 2012)

 

 

ImageThe Witch’s Dream: A Love Letter to Paranormal Romance

 

 

 

Book ThreeA Summoner’s Tale: The Vampire’s Confessor Image

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
ImageBook Four – Moonlight: Big Bad Wolf  To release late Spring.
 
 
 
 

 WEBSITE: http://www.VictoriaDanann.com

BLOG: http://VictoriaDanann.me

FACEBOOK: www.facebook.com/vdanann 

TWITTER: @vdanann

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For the past fourteen years, Victoria has illustrated and authored Seasons of the Witch calendars and planners and written several non-fiction books on magickal arts. She lives in a town north of Houston known as The Woodlands even though the idea of the witch in the woods may be a cliché.

She owns 7th House Publishing and contributes to its enterprises. In addition to art and writing, she plays Classic Rock music (keys, rhythm guitar, vocals) and manages one of Houston’s premier party bands. Married. Four children.

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Reckoning

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Dark Prophecy, Book 1

Molly M Hall

Genre: YA Paranormal

ISBN: 978-1479342112

ASIN: B0095JKKFC

Number of pages: 276

Word Count: 77,782

Cover Artist: Claudia McKinney -PhatPuppy Art

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“They say the truth can set you free. I found out it can kill you.”
Seventeen-year-old Kat Matheson has never revealed the dark secret that sets her apart from everyone else: She can see and hear the dead. Until now, she has been able to ignore the strange apparitions and whispering voices. But it may not be that simple anymore. Haunted by eerie visions and increasingly frightening nightmares, Kat begins to fear she may be the target of a dark and ominous force from beyond the grave. Complicating matters is the arrival of her new neighbor, a young man she instinctively distrusts but is inexplicably drawn to. Gorgeous and mysterious, he seems to hold a disturbing knowledge of her long-held secrets.
As she desperately tries to maintain control, events take an unexpected and violent turn. Discovering that nothing is what it seems and that her psychic abilities may involve far more than just communing with the dead, Kat may be forced to confront her worst fears and the powerful curse that controls her destiny.

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013About the Author:

Molly M Hall is the author of Reckoning, the first novel in the Dark Prophecy series. She has spent most of her life in Colorado and currently lives just outside of Denver. She pursued a degree in English Literature at Columbia College, and worked in the corporate world for several years before turning to writing full time.

When not reading or writing, she can be found shopping for awesome boots, listening to music, exercising, working on her very inadequate French, playing piano, or looking for inspiring landscapes to photograph. More at: mollymhall.com

Blog – www.mollymhall.com

Twitter – @mollymhallbooks

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 5 ebook copies of Reckoning

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 Excerpt:

A gentle breeze moves through the trees and gooseflesh creeps up my arms. I look around cautiously, my ears straining for even the slightest sound. Nothing. No dreaded flashes of a ghostly pink dress. No brain-numbing whispering. Just an empty expanse of green, dotted with trees, the stark silhouettes of houses rising behind.

My phone buzzes again, the vibration rippling through the nerve endings in my hand like a low-voltage jolt of electricity. I feel a sudden desire to fling it as far away from me as I can.

Reluctantly, I look down and click on the message.

RUN

Turning around, I see Rick, smiling back at me, waiting patiently. A scream of anguish and frustration begins to build deep inside of me and I hear a noise to my right, like the whooshing of wings. Jerking my head to the side, my eyes widen in shock, and I duck, narrowly missing a massive black bird as it sweeps past me, angling upward. I think I hear Rick say something, but his words are drowned out by the sound of my pulse pounding in my ears. I glance up, looking for the bird and see a large, dark shape sweeping past the top of the trees. I have no idea how any of it is connected – the girl, the texts, the bird – but instinctively I know they are. And it isn’t good.

I look at Rick again, the wonder and magic of this evening still singing through my veins, and my shock turns to anger. Hot, fiery, rebellious anger. This will not happen. Not tonight.

Clenching my jaw, I glare up at the sky. LEAVE ME ALONE, I scream in my head. Whatever issues this dead girl has, it has nothing to do with me.

Rick begins walking toward me. “Everything OK, Kat?”

I swallow, gathering my emotions back into a tight bundle. “Fine.” I force a smile onto my face, jogging back to him. “Just Rachel sending me another message.”

I step into the pool of light beneath the streetlamp, anxious to leave the darkness behind. Suddenly, the light flickers, an odd sizzling sound emanating from the globes. I stop and stare, watching as several sparks shoot out the sides. The bird, the largest crow I have ever seen, swoops down from the trees, one shining, jet black eye looking directly at me. Sound disappears and time seems to fold in on itself, slowing to half-speed. The same weightless feeling I’d experienced at school creeps over me, and I tense, fighting off the panic.

I stare at the bird, watching it descend lower and lower. It’s wings beat once, moving slowly down and back up again. Sparks continue to jet from the streetlamp, each brightly pointed flash of light spewing out in a torpid, glowing trail, before dropping slowly and silently to the ground. The bird is nearly on top of me. It sweeps past, close enough that I can feel the rush of air beneath its wings, gently lifting my hair. Then it arcs upward, higher and higher, before turning and diving back toward me again, it’s beak open in a silent cry.

I stand and stare, frozen in place, numb with shock and disbelief. My phone vibrates dully in my palm, and I slowly lower my head. As though acting strictly through muscle memory, my thumb pushes the message button.

NOW

I look back up at the bird. Then at the streetlamp. And suddenly, I understand. The obscure text messages melding into clear and precise meaning. But my legs won’t move.

I gasp, inhaling sharply as I struggle to break free of the torpor that has possessed me, and the world abruptly charges back into normal motion, sound and movement taking on a vivid clarity. The bird rushes toward me, it’s head cocked at an odd angle. The sparking and sizzling of the streetlamp grows louder, the globes glowing and flashing like some kind of deranged sparkler on the fourth of July. I take one slow step backward just as the globes explode with a loud bang, hundreds of tiny pieces of glass slicing through the air. I yelp and duck, lunging to the side.

 

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#Blog Hop for Twice Cursed

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CURSED BY BLOOD SAGA BOOK TWO

MARIANNE MOREA

 Genre: URBAN FANTASY

 Publisher: COVENTRY PRESS LTD.

ISBN: 0988439603

ASIN: B009RYG86U

 Number of pages: 310

Word Count: 111,000

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book cover Psychic investigator, Lily Saburi is no stranger to the supernatural. Tough as nails, she’s a hunter in her own right, a once self-proclaimed vigilante that has joined forces with the man she once sought to kill, and now can’t live without. Sexy, Sean Leighton, Alpha of the Brethren of Weres. Their passion surpassed every obstacle set in front of them, yet in the wake of a mysterious virus threatening everyone they love, they are embroiled in an unforgiving scheme of political double dealing, hidden agendas and assassination, with Lily and Sean as primary targets. To stay together, they are forced apart.

But treachery follows hard on Lily’s heels when she returns home to find New York City bathed in a series of bloodbaths. Baffled, the police have no leads, so they call in their last line of defense to work the case. Lily.

Thrown together with homicide detective, Ryan Martinez, dangerous sparks fly as the two uncover the undead truth behind the killings. Long hidden secrets are revealed, as are truths too unbelievable to accept when Lily is kidnapped and Sean and Ryan have to work together to find her.

Revenge and the struggle for power all play a part in this urban fantasy suspense, taking you from the rocky coast of Maine to the heart of New York City, the NYPD and the vampire underground, where Weres and Vampires are forced to work together to solve the mystery of what’s tearing their veiled world apart from the inside out.

About the Author:

authorMarianne Morea is a New Yorker, born and bred, and for the most part her stories and characters embody the grit and complexity of the city. An avid traveler, she uses her experiences from around the world in all her books. There isn’t a place her characters live or travel that she haven’t been herself, and through her words, tries to transport my readers. Like most authors, her love affair with the written word started as a child with the books she read. Even today, she loves to read almost as much as she loves to write. Marianne’s favorite stories are the ones that transport her, that bring her to places and introduces her to characters that leave readers breathless…the ones that spark the fire of her imagination, allowing her to dream in the world of‘what if?’She’s always been a scribbler, and from the time she could write her name, Marianne has been making up stories. So it was no surprise to family and friends when she earned degrees in both Journalism and Fine Art, but after working in the trenches of Madison Avenue as a Graphic Artist, she decided to do what she loves most fulltime.Write.

Her dark paranormal romance,Blood Legacy, is the first book in her Legacy Series, and takes you from New York City to the Costa del la Luz in Spain, to foggy London and the romance of Rome. The story also takes you back in time 300 years to a place rife with conflict and brutality, bringing an historical edge to my vampires, their lives, a love that spanned the centuries and the search for absolution and redemption that carries death in its wake.Hunter’s BloodandTwice Cursed are books one and two in Marianne Morea’s contemporary shifter series,Cursed by Blood. The story is set on the east coast of the U.S., taking you from the rocky coast of Maine to the heart of New York City, the NYPD and the vampire underground. Revenge and the struggle for power all play a part in this urban fantasy suspense, where Weres and Vampires are forced to work together to solve the mystery of what’s tearing their veiled world apart from the inside out.

In the meantime Marianne is also a founding member as well as a former President of The Paranormal Romance Guild,a not-for-profit organization for readers and authors of the genre. She’s now a PRG Board Member and Co-Chair of the PRG Event/Marketing Team. She is still writing, and when not sitting‘bichok’ (but in a chair hands on keyboard), she’s spending time with her husband and three kids, traveling to exciting, romantic places …for inspiration, of course! Who says dreams can’t come true?

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 2 US prize packs with signed copies of Hunter’s Blood and Twice Cursed along with the water bottle and tote bag

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Interview One:

Character Interview with psychic, Lily Saburi, main character and heroine from Marianne Morea’s Urban Fantasy Saga, Cursed by Blood…

Interviewer: “I have wanted to meet you for so long. Tell me, Lily…most of the ladies think Sean is quite a hunk, is it true that when you first met him all you could think about was licking his thighs?”

[Lily blinks, open mouthed] “Boy, they told me you were direct…but jeez. Umm, yeah. Sean struck me immediately as a hottie. The way he walked toward me when I was in that hospital bed. It was entirely predatory, and he oozed sex appeal—I couldn’t help myself, but then again I was on heavy pain meds. I guess to answer your question, yes—he was, and is, mouthwateringly handsome.”

[Chuckling off set, Sean winks] “Back attcha, babe.”

Interviewer: “When Terry died, we all know how difficult that was for you, yet we really don’t see you cry. Where did you channel all that pain you so obviously felt?”

[Lily closes her eyes and exhales sadly before opening them again] “When something like that happens, you’re numb at first. You don’t know what to feel because the situation is just so unreal. And with everything else—the fact that I knew it was a Were that killed my best friend—it just made this unreality all the more unreal. I did cry. But my anger at the situation—at myself—was just too overwhelming at the time. Anyone who picks up the series knows that. I did cry, but just not where anyone could see.”

Interviewer: “You lost your family, but now you’ve inherited another through Sean. How are you adjusting?”

[Smiling, Lily glances over her shoulder at Sean] “Adjustment…that’s the perfect word to describe it. Things haven’t been smooth sailing for me and Sean since we got together. We didn’t just fall in love and ride off into the sunset together. We’ve had quite a bit of fine tuning and many heated moments. As Sean says, trouble is my middle name. Edward Parr…[Lily pauses, making a face]…he learned the hard way not to fuck with me and mine. But, I’ll leave that for you to find out. As to my family, I’ve still got Terry’s folks, and Sean’s family is now my family, so for the most part it’s all good.”

Interviewer: “Why do you suppose Ms. Morea titled the book Twice Cursed?”

[Lily tilts her head, thoughtfully] “I asked her that after she left us all hanging at the end of Hunter’s Blood. Big mistake, by the way. You think the readers hated that cliffhanger? Just ask the cast how we felt! But that’s another questions… I asked her why she picked Twice Cursed…I mean, she hadn’t even finished the outline and the book was named! She told me it was because of the vampires. You see, Weres are born dual natured. We are just another race akin to humankind. Marianne said that vampires were once human and so cursed into their existence, and what she was going to put them through in the book made them doubly cursed…so, Twice Cursed. Not bad, huh?”

Interviewer: “Tell me about Stephanie, Sean’s niece. She’s a psychic like you. Are you planning to help her develop her talents?”

[Lily shrugs, but glances over at Sean] “I didn’t come into my ‘talent’ as you call it until I was ten years old, after my parents died. Stephie was born with hers, so I’m not really sure if her senses work the same way as mine, but I will definitely be there for her. She is a lucky little girl, in that she had great people around her who love her. She’s only four years old, but man is she strong-minded, and the level of talent she’s exhibited already is a little scary. You should keep an eye out for her, there’s a story brewing there too!”

Interviewer: “What about you and Ryan and you and Jack? Doesn’t Sean ever get jealous?”

[Lily leans forward eyes narrowed at the interviewer] “I wouldn’t go there if I were you. I can’t stand it when people try to stir the shit. The subject of Jack Cochran is off limits, and I mean that. People can think what they like. Yeah, I’m over the top and some people might even say I’m a flirt, but that’s not true. I have very different, yet special relationships with both Jack and Ryan. You’ll just have to read the book to find out why and how…just don’t bring up Jack’s name to Sean…trust me on that. I know he told you I was hard to handle, but he’s the one who gets all alpha possessive. Do yourself a favor and ask me a different question.”

Interviewer [swallowing hard as she glances past Lily to see Sean’s suspicious scowl] “Okay then…moving on…You mentioned the vampires. What did you think when you first met them? Did they live up to your expectations or were they completely different from what you thought?”

[With half a smirk, Lily leans back in her chair and crosses her arms] “Wow. Who’da thought that talking about vampires would be a safer bet for a question? [She smiles at the interviewer] It’s okay, and that’s actually a good question. The vampires were a complete anomaly to me, nothing like I envisioned. They were eerily beautiful, but only on the surface. Their evil was patent, and anyone with any kind of intuitive nature would readily see it, and then immediately shit their pants. They are grace and civility, beauty in a sleek but deadly way, like a panther waiting to strike. Although I have to say that Remy has a story that is worthy of being told. His sorrow and his anguish is a tangible as his physical deformity. Makes me wonder what happened to him.”

Interviewer: “But don’t you and Sean have a close connection to the vampires now? Couldn’t you just ask Remy what happened?”

You would think so, but no. The is still a divide, and I would never have that kind of effrontery to assume to ask Remy something that personal. Perhaps we’ll all find out at some point in the saga. There’s a lot more to unfold…”

Interviewer: And my last question has to be…do you ever think you’ll choose pack life and race the moon with Sean?

[Lily shrugs, slyly] I don’t know yet. Guess we’ll both just have to wait and see.

Interviewer: Thank you, Lily, for sharing so much with us, and yes, there is much more to come, and I can’t wait!

Interview 2:

Character Interview with Sean Leighton, current Alpha of the Brethren of Weres and main character from Marianne Morea’s Urban Fantasy Saga, Cursed by Blood…

Interviewer: Tell about yourself, Sean…

[Chuckling, Sean raises an eyebrow] “What’s there to tell, really?” [He runs a hand through his hair, exhaling, sexy half smile teasing the corner of his mouth] “I’m a shape-shifter, someone blessed with dual natures. Other than that, I grew up not much differently than you. I had a mother and a father and a younger brother. Unfortunately, I’m all that’s left of my family.”

Interviewer: Didn’t your brother have a family, and let’s not forget about Lily…

[Sean snorts.] “I couldn’t forget Lily even if I wanted to! But, you’re right, of course…Jerard is survived by his wife, Rissa and their daughter Stephie, and that little one is something special—and not just because she’s my niece. She’s responsible in a huge way for saving more than one life, but you’ll have to read the story to find out about that.”

Interviewer: You still haven’t said a word about Lily. Trouble in paradise?

Lily’s middle name is trouble, so I would tread very carefully if I were you. As to my relationship with her: she’s headstrong and hard to handle, yet compassionate, super smart and fierce…not to mention beautiful…she’s everything I never knew I wanted and I wouldn’t change a thing. Trouble in paradise? With Lily, it wouldn’t be paradise unless there was trouble.”

Interviewer: As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

[Shrugs] “I never really gave it much thought. In my world you are born into your dual nature and automatically part of a pack or pride or whatever the grouping is specific to your animal nature. I knew I was destined to be the Alpha of my pack because of my blood line. Challenges are far and few these days, but never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I’d be the Alpha of something as unusual as the Brethren or that we’d have anything like our experimental Compound.”

Interviewer: Out of all the natures you were gifted with when you became Alpha, which is the most fun to shift into?

[A sheepish grin spreads across Sean’s face] My hunter’s will never let me live this down, but it has to be the gift of flight I received from the Avians. Flying is an unbelievable rush, the only thing that comes close is racing the full moon. Our Compound may be multi-specied, but each group still thinks their particular set of ‘skills’ is king. Me, I love being a wolf, but flying is amazing.

Interviewer: What are you passionate about these days?

[Smiling broadly now, he glances over his shoulder at the pretty honey blonde sitting off to the side of the interview set] “Lily. She’s my whole existence now, her and the survival of our Compound. Though I do wish she’d change her hair color back to her natural dark chestnut…”

[Lily blows a razzberry at him off set.]

Interviewer: [chuckling] “Well, you know what they say about blondes having more fun…

[Raising an eyebrow, Sean cocks his head to the side] “With Lily, you never go right to fun. [He winks at her.] But it’s definitely a rollercoaster ride worth taking.”

Interviewer: What is your favorite meal?

You’re kidding, right?” [With a sly grin, Sean leans forward in his chair, letting a bit of a growl rumble in his throat for effect] “I do enjoy a very, very, succulent…[the interviewer scoots back in her chair and Sean laughs out loud] “Sorry, I just couldn’t resist. I guess my favorite meal is what any carnivore would crave… a big, juicy steak.

Interviewer: What do you do to unwind and relax?

I run in wolf form through the forest. It calms me, and helps me to put things into perspective or clear my mind.” [Looking over his shoulder again, he smiles, shaking his head] “Lily hasn’t joined me yet, she’s still debating on whether or not she wants that particular part of our lunar driven world.”

Interviewer: If you could apologize to someone in your past, who would it be?

[Sean takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly] “I’m not really sure how to answer that question. I guess I would have to say, my brother, Jerard. With the Compound and the coming together of all the species of Were, I was preoccupied and didn’t see that his marriage was crumbling and that he had lost his way. If I had paid more attention, perhaps he’d still be alive.”

Interviewer: What is something people would be surprised about you?

That unlike Hollywood stereotypes, Weres are not bloodthirsty, mindless beasts come the full moon. We can shift any time, any day. We are as comfortable and as cognizant in our animal forms as we are when we’re in our human forms. We’re really not that different from anyone else—just like humans, we have our good days and our bad days. We get angry and vent, we laugh, we cry, we bleed when we’re hurt, we have prejudices that we need to rise above…we’re just trying to find our way in this world just like you.”

Interviewer: Thank you, Sean, for taking the time to meet with us this evening.

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#Promo for Insatiable

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A Sydney Rye Novel Book Three

Emily Kimelman

Dark Murder Mystery

ISBN: 1470136023

ISBN-13: 978-1470136024

Number of pages: about 320

Word Count: 75,000

Cover Artist: Autumn Whitehurst

Book Description:

ImageINSATIABLE is the third novel in my Sydney Rye Series of dark murder mysteries. This series feature a strong female protagonist and her canine best friend. It is recommended for the 18+ who enjoy some violence, don’t mind dirty language, and are up for a dash of sex. Not to mention an awesome, rollicking good mystery!

INSATIABLE begins with private detective Sydney Rye living a simple, disciplined life in London, but when a dangerous man from her past calls, Rye finds she cannot turn him away. Robert Maxim explains that the daughter of a powerful friend has gone missing and he wants Rye to find her. In exchange he offers her something she had given up hope of ever having; freedom from her past.

With her dog, Blue, at her side, Rye meets up with her new partner, a handsome man she’s not sure she can trust. Heading for Mexico City, they go undercover, posing as husband and wife. After meeting with the bereaved parents, Rye starts to sense that there is more going on than just a missing girl. But it isn’t until they arrive in the Yucatan Peninsula, hot on the girl’s trail in Paradise, that all hell breaks loose. Sydney has to reach out for help from old friends and deal with the consequences of her past, if she’s going to find the girl and keep them all alive.

Author Bio:

ImageEmily Kimelman lives on a boat in the Hudson Valley with her husband, Sean and their dog Kinsey (named after Sue Grafton’s Kinsey Millhone). Kimelman has a passion for traveling and spends as much time as possible in the pursuit of adventure.

Her Sydney Rye series feature a strong female protagonist and her canine best friend. It is recommended for the 18+ who enjoy some violence, don’t mind dirty language, and are up for a dash of sex. Not to mention an awesome, rollicking good mystery!

Website/blog: https://emilykimelman.wordpress.com

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 EXCERPT:

Thunder clapped and my lips trembled at the intense sound. My lips give me away. I’ve learned to lie with my eyes: to smile with them when I feel disgust; to make them sparkle when I feel dread. My lips though, they curl at those I distrust and sneer at those who repulse me. They cling to an older version of me. They still think they belong to Joy Humbolt.

The rest of me is entirely Sydney Rye. Sydney’s arms are strengthened from endless hours of pushups and tricep presses, her stomach is hard from crunches and side bends. And my legs, I use my legs to run. I don’t know who Sydney Rye would be if she didn’t run.

I tested the water in the tub, and finding it almost unbearably hot, eased into it. Water lapped at my clavicles. I let my eyelids close til my lashes kissed.

They started as a buzzing, like the sound of bugs against a window screen at night. The noise grew louder and I could make out individual words in the din. Joy, joy, joy, joy, joy, joy it seemed to be twerping.

I sat up with a start in the cold bath. Water sloshed over the edge and I looked around wildly for a moment trying to recollect where I was. The honey and cream colored marble, the gold faucet, and my toenails painted sweet salmon pink. Mexico City, pretending to be Sydney Rye, pretending to be Melanie Franks.

I sat back in the tub but it was too cold so I climbed out. Wrapping myself in a big fluffy robe I walked back into the bedroom. Blane was where I left him, engrossed in paperwork. He glanced up at me and then back down at his notes. Blue lifted his head off the carpet and tracked me as I got underwear, socks and a sports bra out of a drawer and then walked to my suitcase to pull out jogging shorts, a tank top and my running shoes. Seeing the shoes Blue stood and came over to me. His tail wagging, he tried to follow me into the bathroom but I closed the door.

I changed quickly while preparing myself mentally for the physical challenge ahead. I loved to run but had trouble taking that first step. Blue was a great help with this as he had no problem getting out the door. Blue did not have half the problems I did. He woke up in the morning without an alarm, he ate perfectly balanced meals; Blue’s life was filled with easy discipline. Mine came at more of a price.

Out on the street the rain had stopped. I walked a couple of blocks just letting my body warm up to the idea of movement. It didn’t take long before I wanted to run. I started going a little faster, jogging gently past shop windows filled with pencil-thin, faceless mannequins posing in extraordinary fabrics. A woman teetering on stiletto heels while jabbering into her cell phone walked a small, white, curly-haired dog. The little dog strained against its pink halter, yapping at us. Blue’s head stayed straight and even with my hip. The little dog’s bark faded as we turned onto a side street filled with shade, the sticky sweet scent of flowers, and the soft whoosh of a breeze. My pace picked up as I tread on fallen bright purple petals. I felt my heart quickening as Chapultepec Park rose up ahead.

Crossing into the park, I began a sprint. A line of families waiting to enter the zoo watched us pass. Little arms shot out to point at Blue, whispers of “lobo” followed us.

I felt like I was flying. Not a thought entered my head only the joy of speed as I raced down an empty path. When my chest felt like it was on the verge of explosion and my legs were no longer communicating I slowed down. The path under my feet was a light sand. The trees around me bent and swayed in the gentle wind. I relished the shade and mild temperature, the occasional gust that helped cool me.

My body recovered quickly and I picked up my pace again. My first trainer, a man named Merl who Mulberry sent to me in Puerto Penasco, taught me not to, as he put it, “blow my load” at the beginning of a jog. I tried to keep my pace steady as Blue and I wandered down paths that wound past lakes, families picnicking on large green fields, and shrubs pruned into abstract shapes.

Coming off a shaded trail into an opening, I looked up against the sun and saw the back of six columns in a semi-circle. I raced up the steps, taking them two at a time (not thinking about Rocky, or at least trying to avoid the comparison). At the top I stopped to catch my breath. Turning away from the columns toward the city, I looked out over a large boulevard. It looked like it went on forever. I felt that the whole of the metropolis lay before me.

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#Promo for VampCon

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Armand Inezian

Genre: Fantasy, Fantasy Thriller, or Dark Fantasy Thriller.

Publisher: Greyhart Press, Bromham UK.

ISBN: 978-1478279525

ASIN: B009FMWCF0

Number of pages: 310

Word Count: approximately 95,000

Cover Artist: Banchick Illustration.

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Jonathan Stoker is a reluctant vampire who wants nothing to do with the dark world that turned him. He isolates himself, sucking nonlethal quantities of blood from helpless drunks and making a marginal living. However after he learns that someone he holds dear has been lured to the VampCon, a cut-throat vampire summit, Jonathan is forced to deal with his kind again.

 

 

But Jonathan and company quickly discover that the VampCon is much more than a meeting. It’s a conspiracy that holds the key to both the creation and possible extinction of all vampires.

 

 

Now Jonathan has no choice but to come to terms with his own dark side while working with a small band of troublemakers to stop a nightmare from coming true.

 

 

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Armand Inezian resides in Boston with his wife, two children, and three cats. In addition to writing, he also works two day jobs, one in grants administration and the other in teaching English, and he is grateful for both. He graduated from Emerson College with an MFA in Creative Writing. His short stories have appeared in various literary journals including The Missouri Review and Glimmer Train. In 2003, his short story, Baer, was nominated for the Pushcart Prize. Another of his shorts, See Me, won the Glimmer Train Story Open in 2008. VampCon is his first completed novel.

 

 

Blog: https://armandinezian.wordpress.com/

 

 

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#Interview for #Author Maria Hammarblad

buttonHow did you get into writing? 

Thank you so much for inviting me to your blog! I’ve always wanted to write. As a little girl, I would admire the books in my mom’s bookshelf. She had some older volumes, dark green with gold on the spines, and I thought they were so beautiful. I wanted to make some myself. Books have always seemed magical to me. They’re nice to look at, and open doors to new worlds. Nowadays many are electronic, of course, but their covers are still nice to look at in the computer. =)

What is your favorite thing about being a writer? 

I get to spend time with the imaginary people living in my head, and it seems normal. I’ve always had an extremely vivid imagination, living in my own world. As a writer, it’s okay to be a little eccentric.

How do you come up with ideas for your stories?

The stories come from all sorts of places. Usually, I see something in real life and my mind starts asking, “What if…” It goes along the lines of: “What if that guy is really an undercover cop?” “Wow, this is a really deserted road. What if a spaceship would land here right now.” Crazy stuff, but I can’t stop playing with it, and then a story is born.

What’s the biggest challenge you’ve faced with being a writer?

For me, it’s been the cultural differences. I’m Swedish originally, and even if Swedish and American people share the same ideas of what a book is, we have different cultural conventions surrounding writing styles and acceptable subjects. People from different places also react differently. It’s difficult to get around, because what’s “normal” or believable to me can seem completely wacko to an American. I’m learning, but it takes time.

How did you choose the genre you write?

To be honest, I think it chose me. I mean, I never planned to be a scifi romance writer; it’s the genre that came naturally to me. I sometimes write contemporary stories too, when I see something that captures my imagination, but I would have a hard time changing tracks completely. As an example, I know many writers who write fantastic historical books. I wouldn’t know where to start. If I tried, my mind would probably paint it out like, “Hmmm, 17th century France, girls frolic around in gorgeous dresses and a spaceship lands on a meadow…”

Do you do a lot of research prior to writing your stories?

Yes I do. I usually start writing and realize I know nothing about the subject matter. The most extreme case was when I wrote Kidnapped and enrolled in a college class in astrobiology… If I write something contemporary, I often go out and talk to people who might know more. Google is also invaluable; I can’t fathom how much time research must have taken before the Internet.

Don’t get me wrong, I make the books up and tweak reality so it fits better, but I think it’s easier to make a world believable if it at least has roots in the truth.

How long does it take to finish a book?

I usually write a first draft quickly. Getting the major parts done takes a couple of weeks. After that, I tinker with it for months or even years. I just finished working on a book I started in 2010. It’s been slumbering in the computer for long periods of time, and I can’t even remember how many times I’ve re-written it.

What are some of your favorite hobbies?

I play the bass. I used to play in a couple of rock bands back in Sweden, but I haven’t had enough time and energy to invest in it lately. I also like making videos – I help a local dog rescue make videos of the dogs, and I make book trailers.

I often get really into something and do it with heart and soul for a few months, and then I’m bored. Last year I thought archery was the coolest thing ever. When I eventually learned to hit the target, I grew bored…

What is in your to be read pile?

My husband bought me some books for Christmas, and a real, physical book is a treat nowadays. I have the new Odd Thomas book by Dean Koontz waiting, and a new Stephen King book. In my Kindle, “The Green Rose” by Stephanie Burkhart waits for me, along with “Hex and the Single Witch” by Roxanne Rhoads. I started reading the latter the other day, but real life called so I didn’t get very far.

Could you name one favorite quote?

Right now I say, “Caffeine is good for you” a lot. I don’t know if it counts as a quote, but I’ll go with it anyway. =D

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Embarkment 2577, Novella 2

Maria Hammarblad

Genre: Scifi Romance

ISBN: 1456515128

ISBN-13: 978-1456515126

ASIN: B004HO673O

Number of pages: 131

Word Count: 28566

Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/FWMObuBulXc

Purchase Links: http://amzn.com/B004HO673O

 Book Description:

In this second novella in the “Embarkment 2577″ series, the story picks up shortly after it left off in “Brand New World.” The main character Alex has come to terms with her new life on a starship in the year 2577, and reluctantly won both respect and admiration for her actions during an alien attempt to conquer the ship.
Little does she know a number of new trials are about to shake her world. Besides encounters with alien species and an unexpected relative surfacing, a fatal navigation error will test her relationships with both her android lover and her friends.

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“Joshen Martinez is an old friend of mine, a mentor, he wouldn’t hurt you. He just wants to connect you to a machine that will tap out your memories. Your knowledge is valuable, and everyone would be able to see what you know. Sort of… like watching a movie.”

Having people watch all my memories? Intrusion of privacy, much?

I got to my feet. “I’ve heard enough of this. I have other things to do.”

Kevin stood up too. “Yes you do. Go pack your bags. This joke is over and you’re coming with me to the Kentucky.”

I took a step towards the door. “In your dreams.”

Blake said, “Sit down. Both of you.”

He didn’t raise his voice, but it was impossible not to obey. Kevin opened his mouth and my Captain made a dismissive gesture. “You’ve already said too much. Sit down and be quiet.”

Watching the scientist sink down, carefully keeping his mouth shut, filled me with glee. Blake pressed a button on his desk. “Commander Adam, could you come to my office for a minute, please.”

My husband’s voice filled the room. “Right away, Sir.”

I didn’t realize how tense I was until he stood in the doorway and I dared relax. He glanced between me and Kevin and crossed his arms over his chest. Adam was tall, strong, intimidating, and mine.

“What’s going on?”

Once again, Kevin opened his mouth. Blake snapped, “Silence.”

Kevin leaned back in his chair and rolled his eyes.

“Adam, this is Kevin. He has come to retrieve your wife.”

“Not happening, Sir.”

I wanted to squirm. “Can I move now?”

Blake smirked. “Yes Alex, you may move.”

I bounced to my feet and threw my arms around Adam. He hugged me back and murmured, “Don’t worry.”

After kissing me tenderly, he put his hands on my shoulders and turned me around so I faced Kevin. Then, he wrapped his arms around me from behind. “This is my wife. She means more to me than my life. She definitely means more to me than your life. If I were you, I’d choose my next words wisely.”

I glanced up at him. “I love you too.”

He smiled and brushed his lips over my temple.

Blake leaned his elbows on the desk and tapped his fingers together. “Mr Nolan, have we satisfied your curiosity, or do you wish to continue the discussion with the commander? I’m sure he’d be more than happy to demonstrate his… abilities. Would you like to see him fold a spare piece of hull plating a couple of times?”

“We’re good.”

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Brand New World
Embarkment 2577, novella 1

Maria Hammarblad

Genre: Scifi Romance

ISBN: 1456338366

ISBN-13: 978-1456338367

ASIN: B004HO630G

Number of pages: 128

Word Count: 29477

Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/FWMObuBulXc

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Book Description:

When Alexandra wakes up in an unknown environment, populated by a cat-like woman with a tail and a hologram of a rockstar, she knows she has to be hallucinating. Maybe she hit her head, or finally suffered that nervous breakdown. It doesn’t get any better from finding out she died and was taken into the future by the elusive Adam, whom she can’t remember, or from people telling her she’s on a spaceship.

The last year or so is gone from her memory, and she has no choice but to try to adapt. As days go by, her new environment becomes more and more unnerving. She finds herself helpless, and completely dependent on a man who isn’t even human.

“Brand New World” is the first novella in the “Embarkment 2577″ series.

 

Author Bio:pic

Born in Sweden in the early 1970′s, Maria showed a large interest for books at an early age. Even before she was able to read or write, she made her mom staple papers together into booklets she filled with drawings of suns and planets. She proudly declared them, “The Sun Book.” They were all about the sun. She also claimed, to her mother’s horror, that her being on Earth was a big mistake and that her alien family would come and bring her home at any moment. This never happened, but both the interest in space and the passion for bookmaking stayed with her.

As an adult Maria’s creativity got an outlet through playing bass in a number of rock bands, and through writing technical manuals and making web pages for various companies and organizations. She did write drafts for a few novels, but the storytelling muse was mostly satisfied through role playing online on Myspace. It was here, while writing stories together with people from around the globe, she stumbled onto Mike. They started talking out of character, and she moved over to Florida to him late 2008. Today the two are married and live in the Tampa Bay area with three rescue dogs.

Besides writing and playing bass, Maria enjoys driving off-road, archery, and Tameshigiri.

Upcoming releases

Flashback, to be released by Desert Breeze Publishing June 2013

Operation Earth, to be released by Desert Breeze Publishing August 2013

Borealis XII, to be released by Desert Breeze Publishing November 2013

Fun Facts

Favorite color: Blue

Favorite food: Chicken with cashew nuts

Doesn’t eat: Mammals

Favorite TV Show: Star Trek TNG and Leverage

Favorite animal: Border Collie

Quotes: “Full Speed Ahead” and “Caffeine is good for you”

Find Maria on the web

Website: http://www.hammarblad.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mariahammarblad

Blog: http://www.scifiromance.info

Twitter: @mariahammarblad

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4114780.Maria_Hammarblad

Publisher’s website: http://www.desertbreezepublishing.com

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##Promo for The Life and Times of the Heir and the Keeper #blog #tour

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The Life and Times of the Heir and the Keeper

A Caspian University Novel

Etta King Image

They say college is a lot of things; a haven, a four-year party, the place you met the girl – or guy – of your dreams. What they don’t tell you is, the best part of college is the drama YOU bring to the table! After all, that dirty little secret, that not-so-little white lie, and those texts you wish you could erase from cyberspace can’t stay hidden forever. At CU, someone’s always watching, and you better hope there isn’t a camera phone on hand when you get caught.

It’s the Spring Semester, but it’s not all fun in the budding sun for Jon and Franz. Follow them as they delve through the politics of secret societies, the inevitable drama of the F-word (that’s FAMILY, for the uninitiated), creepy Resident Advisors, creepier residents and girls who don’t always say what they mean. Who wouldn’t need two months to recuperate?

Cheers! And GL!

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Book One The Life and Times of Elizabeth and the Duchess Kindle  Paperback

ImageAbout the Author:

Etta King is the author of the Caspian University novels, a series chronicling the life and times of a group of wealthy teens who inevitably discover the various flavors of college drama. Etta writes from her personal experiences as a college co-ed and as the product of an all-girls prep school. Here she witnessed the very eccentricities and foibles which she depicts in her novels.

In a home filled with books, it was no surprise that Etta grew to be an avid reader, and that translated into writing when she was thirteen. She wrote simply for the fun of it, whatever would come to mind, from fantasy to thriller to romance, and shared her stories with her friends.

In 2010, at twenty-one and just as she was about to graduate from college, Etta began writing “The Life and Times of Elizabeth and the Duchess.” This was a story which had first taken shape in 2008, after her freshman year, but had been put on hold. With graduation looming, Etta recalled the characters, and the events which had inspired them, and took pen to paper. Literally, as Etta enjoys writing out her stories before typing them out. Soon the first book had been completed and the series was born.

“The Life and Times of the Heir and the Keeper,” comes as the sequel to “Elizabeth and the Duchess,” and serves as the second semester of these teens’ college saga. Etta is currently working on the third book, in what will be an eight-part series.

Etta King lives with her family in Westchester, New York.

Website: http://www.ettaking.com

Blog: http://www.ettaking.blogspot.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/Etta_King

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#Review of Finding Claire Fletcher #book tour

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I reviewed Finding Claire Fletcher as part of a blog tour. The book pulled me in from the very beginning and I found myself eager to get to the next page to find out what happened. The author did a wonderful job of portraying a tortured female, trapped for ten years by a deviant pervert, who’d kidnapped her from her normal life. I felt sympathy for the female character’s plight. I couldn’t imagine spending a decade being beaten, tortured and raped. The story moved at a wonderful pace, and the characters were very believable. It was far too easy to picture the events of this woman’s life. The suspense of watching Connor trying to find and save Claire is one that had me biting my nails as I continued to scroll page to page. On a scale of one to five, I’d give this a four and a half. Wonderful, believable read. I definitely plan to recommend this story to my friends.

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Down on his luck, Detective Connor Parks takes solace in the arms of a woman he meets at a local bar, but in the morning, Claire Fletcher is gone, leaving behind clues to a decade-old mystery—her own abduction. Perplexed and driven by an unsettling need to see Claire again, Connor must solve the mystery of her disappearance and find her once and for all.

BIO:

ImageLisa Regan is a suspense novelist. She has a Bachelor’s Degree in English and Master of Education Degree from Bloomsburg University. She lives in Philadelphia with her husband and daughter.

ONLINE LINKS:

Website: http://www.lisaregan.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Lisa-Regan/189735444395923

Twitter: www.twitter.com/lisalregan @lisalregan

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6443334.Lisa_Regan

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Sidewalk Flower #Tour Stop #Promo

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Carlene Love Flores

 Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Number of pages: 336

Word Count: 106,300

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Evernight Publishing http://www.evernightpublishing.com/

Author website http://carlenelove.com/

Book Description:

In Sidewalk Flower, a jaded young woman sets out on an intense road trip home to deal with her past when she is asked to allow a relative stranger to tag along.

But, she’s seen too many good guys succumb to the harsh realities of her supposed privileged life in the music business and intends on keeping her distance.

When she picks up Lucky, the southern gentleman cousin of her selfish best friend, she has absolutely no idea of how to accept a perfectly good person with good intentions. Home has never looked so good, or felt so far away.

author picAbout the Author:

Carlene Love Flores is a big fan of the stars (especially Orion), honest music (especially Depeche Mode), and her traveling family (no favorites there-she loves them all). These things have always inspired her to think up edgy, intimate love stories and continue to do so. If she could touch someone’s heart with her writing the way others have done for her, she’d say truly there never lived a luckier girl.

Website & Blog: http://carlenelove.com/

Group Blog: http://waterworldmermaids.com/

Publisher: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/cloveflores or @cloveflores

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/#!/carlene.l.flores

or Carlene Love Flores

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/6729923-carlene-love-flores

book coverEXCERPT:

Her two insistent hands pressed against the back of his neck like she was forcing him to do this. It was cute. Yeah, she was dead wrong. He’d wanted to kiss her since he’d first seen her, hopping down out of that girly silver Jeep. But he knew better. Earning something you wanted took more than a few hours. And if he’d gathered anything from her hot and cold responses so far, it was that Jaxon’s vague but deliberate warning that he take good care of her hadn’t been just puffed up, ego talk.

This girl was in trouble.

He should have stepped away for both their sakes. He knew he didn’t deserve this kind of kiss, not yet. But California was glued to him on full speed and didn’t appear to have a pause, let alone a rewind button. On second thought, he’d let her get this out of her system and then they’d start over.

Her hand had to be killing her, so he managed to pull it down and keep it tucked at her side. But the other one was petting those hairs at the back of his neck, leaving him seconds away from coming undone. If he clenched his jaw any tighter, those painful yet ticklish sensations shooting throughout his upper body would without a doubt get him into trouble down below. Heck, if he squeezed her in his arms like he wanted to, she’d feel how aroused he’d let himself get. He worked his jaw to ease away from the pain, wishing he could let go entirely and enjoy her touch. Yep, their fresh start was gonna have to wait until she was done proving her point. Cute girl though.

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His lips were soft and salty like he’d worked up a sweat at some point during the day. Crap, again she cursed his damn tempting bloodline. This would only complicate their pending trip even more. So naturally, when he smartly pulled her one hand away, she found a sweet spot of baby hairs with the other and went for more. Her rules—that was the only way to play with the boys and stay safe.

Lucky’s hands eventually cupped the sides of her face, which was fine because she had made her point.

“Are we okay?” he asked.

Well, hell if she knew. “Yes,” she said. They could figure the truth out later. There would be an endless amount of open road ahead of them come Sunday to think. Tonight was desperate Friday. “We’re good.” But she hesitated because he looked for a moment like he may have regretted things. When he coughed and cleared his throat, she was sure of it.

“Come on, Miss ‘We’re Good’,” he said, as he urged her the rest of the way to the back door. “I’d like to keep that promise I made Jaxon. You could go a little easier on me from here on out.”

The inside of her mouth remained warm from their kiss as she swallowed a cool breath of air. The contrasting temperatures left her with a chill and a memory—the taste of the last kiss she’d had. Cigarettes and beer. No hand holding. No talking. No first, second or third date. As badly as her sour heart warned her to throw Lucky in with that lot, she just couldn’t do it. He’d already taken more care of her than any other guy she’d known.

“You shouldn’t take things so personally.” At his wince, she splintered and added, “I know you didn’t sign up for this; I’ll try to be…better.” No promises though.

“Okay.” He hesitated, and shifted on the steps. “Ready to go inside?”

“No, you should go in though. I need to be alone.” A tingle traveled around her wounded hand and she made the mistake of squeezing it into a fist.

Lucky dipped his head then and ran his hand up along the back of his neck, rubbing it in his obvious confusion. “Trista. I’m kind of at a loss here. You’re obviously in pain. Just come inside and let me help you.”

She tried to warn him, hoping he’d listen. “Lucky, you’re a nice guy. Okay, I get it. You want to help, but I didn’t ask for that and you have no idea what you’d be signing up for anyway. Assholes can barely handle my world; a good guy like you doesn’t stand a chance. Jaxon had no right doing this.”

“Hmmm.” He scratched at his sideburn. “You don’t know what I can and can’t handle.” He looked down but she had caught his every word.

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