Review:An Unexpected Evening by Roxanne Rhoads

Title:An Unexpected Evening
Author:Roxanne Rhoads
Pages:13
Publisher:Noble Romance
Source:Received for review
Reading Level:Romance
Rating:



Summary:

Samuel is a centuries-old vampire who prefers to be a recluse. He is always afraid of losing control and becoming the monster he once was. Falling in love with a young witch has pushed his boundaries and pulled him out of his comfort zone.

Katerina always encourages Samuel to be more open, to let loose, and to really "live" instead of only existing in the shadows.

One night, he finally grants her wish . . . in ways she never imagined.

Review:
This was definitely a naughty nibble! All of us romance readers know when your getting into a book and you happen to come upon a smut scene, or maybe some of us can't wait to get to those naughty scenes! Look no further dear friends of mine for An Unexpected Evening is all about that smut scene! And not only is it two people, but one is a vampire and one is a witch!

Samuel is a little uncertain about being with a witch, and when this little witch wants him to lose control, he is not sure what to think. Samuel denies her, but what does a century year old vampire do when his little witch is acting witchy? He gives in.

Rhoads did a fangtastic job with this and it was definitely a treat! I can see these characters having a book and I do hope that Rhoads will consider using them in later books! When you have a second or two and want a quick hot read, definitely pick up An Unexpected Evening! For all of my romance junkies, buy this book!

Review:Captive by Lisa Kumar

Title:Captive
Author:Lisa Kumar
Pages:20
Publisher:Books to go Now (January 2011)
Source:Received for review
Reading Level:Romance
Rating:


Summary:

Emma finds herself at the mercy of someone who shouldn't even exist, in a reality far removed from her own 21st century world. Even though her Elvin captor, Cian, is mysterious and sexy, she determines to keep herself aloof and return home. This soon all changes as he wages a seductive war on her defenses that challenges everything she’s believed about love and life.

For Cian passion and rage intermingle as he alternately toys with Emma and submits to his fascination for this human who, by all that is Elvin, should be an object of repulsion.

Review:
As short as this book was, I actually really liked it!

I've always love the Alpha male type taking a woman and keeping her even though she says that she doesn't want to even though they both secretly love each other. This was definitely one of those! While Captive was technically the whole book, it felt like it should have been more a few chapters or the complete summary of the book. If Captive was extended, I think it could make a great Elf romance book that many romance lovers will enjoy.

Emma was just a normal girl who was stolen by the lovely Cian to be his little "pet." Emma did what any girl would do, she denied it at first and then gave in. Cian was your regular Elf master. Hard as ice, looks like a god, but his heart beats for only one. You can't help respecting men like that!

If you have some extra time, I suggest you pick up Captive if your a paranormal lover like I am! While there is not much description of the world as I would hope for because it is such a short book, but with the dialog and everything that is given, I suggest it anyways! I hope there is a second part to this tale for Kumar has captivated me!

Review:Claiming the Evil Dead by Mary Abshire

Title:Claiming the Evil Dead
Author:Mary Abshire
Pages:321
Publisher:Noble Romance
Source:Received for review
Reading level:Romance
Rating:


Summary:

Half-demon Jessie Garrett is searching for an evil vampire that's been preying upon children. She wants to claim the rogue vamp's soul and send it to hell. To find the dead man walking she must partner with another bloodsucker, Drake, even though she doesn't trust him. While Jessie works with Drake, she learns not all vampires are killers and discovers the cold-blooded vamp is a temptation too difficult to resist.

After the fiend abducts another child and Jessie has a near fatal experience with vampires, she turns to Jeremy, a demon she bumped into at a club, and makes a deal with him for his help. Drake disapproves, and Jessie soon finds herself wedged between two volatile creatures. When the chance comes to save the child's life and claim the evil vamp's soul, she must decide whom she can trust—a vampire who cools her feverish desires, or a demon hell-bent on seducing her.

Review:
I liked this very much! I loved the love triangle in it and I can't seem to decide which one I like more! No, wait... I know. This always happens to me, I like the guy who the girl likes but never ends up with! That works for me though, I like to keep them for myself.

Jessie is a strong half demon, and very sassy as well! Jessie is my type of heroine, she's sassy, fun, and a paranormal creature. Those are my favorite type! Jessie can handle her own and is a good picker of guys if you know what I mean. Jessie was a lovely girl as a character and I enjoyed her very much. Sometime some of the more powerful heroines can annoy me or do things that make me mad but Jessie didn't and I liked that very much!

Both of the boys in Jessie's world are very interesting. Drake the vampire is your usual dark and mysterious boy while Jeremy is a demon hockey player of which I enjoyed reading about very much! Even if he is a "bad boy" (of which I like very much) Jessie seems to like him as well. They were both very different yet something that was very much alike. I could see why Jessie liked both of them!

Claiming the Evil Dead was a book that I enjoyed very much and I simply can not wait for the next one! Abshire did an amazing job with the characters, setting, and even the dialog! I haven't read many demon books before but I definitely liked this one. Jessie was an interesting demon with a special little trick. If you have yet to read this book, all of my paranormal romance lovers should definitely pick it up!

Winners and an apology

Hello hello everyone!

First and foremost, I really do want to apologize for the lack of posts. The one, ONE!, laptop in my house (because they break all the time) is being used to often and ive been so busy that I barely do any posts. I plan to get a laptop of my own for my birthday in August so hopefully things will go back to normal then. Plus, I need one for my writing!!!!!

I'm going to try to get a bunch of posts pre-posted sometime this week. If you catch me on Twitter, remind me!

Onto the winners!

You Killed Wesley Payne:

Congrats Meredith!

I want this book too!!! You'll have to let me know how it is!! :)

Darklands:

Congrats to BookLover0226 aka Tracey! You won the paper back copy of the book!

Congrats Ekoo724 for winning the ebook!

Unexpected Evening:

Congrats Miranda on winning the awesome swag! Jealous!


All winners email me at leilani @ leilanilovesbooks.com with your address or email that you want the ebook sent to for Ekoo!

Congrats to all of the winners!!!

Blog Tour:Claiming the Evil Dead

Welcome welcome all!

Today we have author Mary Abshire with us and her awesome Paranormal book Claiming the Evil Dead


Watch out for my review soon!!


Book Description for Claiming the Evil Dead:


Half-demon Jessie Garrett is searching for an evil vampire that's been preying upon children. She wants to claim the rogue vamp's soul and send it to hell. To find the dead man walking she must partner with another bloodsucker, Drake, even though she doesn't trust him. While Jessie works with Drake, she learns not all vampires are killers and discovers the cold-blooded vamp is a temptation too difficult to resist.
After the fiend abducts another child and Jessie has a near fatal experience with vampires, she turns to Jeremy, a demon she bumped into at a club, and makes a deal with him for his help. Drake disapproves, and Jessie soon finds herself wedged between two volatile creatures. When the chance comes to save the child's life and claim the evil vamp's soul, she must decide whom she can trust—a vampire who cools her feverish desires, or a demon hell-bent on seducing her.

Claiming the Evil Dead can be purchased at Amazon, Noble Romance, and AllRomance Ebooks:
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All Romance Ebooks: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-claimingtheevildead-500205-139.html
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004HW6EI4?ie=UTF8&tag=fangtasticbooks-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B004HW6EI4

Author Bio:

Mary is a part-time Paranormal Romance and Urban Fantasy author living in Indianapolis with her loving husband, witty daughter, and ridiculous cat. The paranormal world has always been an interest of her's. She grew up watching Sci-Fi and Horror shows. As a teenager--many, many years ago--she read Anne Rice and wrote to pen-pals (stamps were cheap and computers weren't in every household). Though she dropped the pen for a while, her love for the paranormal continued. She started writing full length novels a few years ago and hasn't stopped. Not only does she love stories about vampires, she enjoys books with demons, werewolves, shapeshifters, dragons, and just about any supernatural creature.

Mary is a PRO member of the Romance Writers Association and Fantasy, Futuristic, and Paranormal Chapter.

Learn more about Mary at these sites:
http://www.maryabshire.com/
www.facebook.com/mary.abshire
www.goodreads.com/maryabshire
www.shelfari.com/maryabshire

Mary was nice enough to give you all the first chapter of the book!

Excerpt from Claiming the Evil Dead- Chapter 1:

Chapter One

The coolness of the dark basement soothed my feverish skin, but the stale air mixed with aged death pricked my gag reflex. My gut twisted, telling me to go. Hold on, Jessie, I thought while I held the digital recorder steady in my hands.

"Is the camera on?" my roommate Dani asked as she tossed her long hair over her shoulder. She rocked forward and backward on her feet while holding a flashlight pointed up.

The night vision set up on the camera showed her grainy image with a green tint among the darkness of the basement. Her blonde locks and fair skin glowed with the little bit of light hitting her face. Lips pressed together in a tight smile, she held a professional and confident image. The pungent air didn't seem to bother her.

"Do you see the red light?" I smirked, knowing it would get a rise from her.

"Yes, smart ass, I see it," she replied, humoring me. She turned off the flashlight and held it at her side.

Kyle and Lester, the other two members of our paranormal investigation team, stood behind me, whispering to each other. Hearing a smack on the concrete floor, I glanced over my shoulder and found Lester laughing as he picked up his flashlight. They were antsy and so was I.

With the hour approaching midnight, it was time to get the show on the road.

"Ready when you are." I watched Dani's green image and glowing eyes from the three-by-three display screen of the recorder. She inhaled a deep breath of air and smiled.

"I'm standing in the basement of the Stratton farmhouse located off Route 74 in Wanamaker. In 1946, Mr. Stratton stabbed his wife and son to death upstairs, in their rooms while they slept. He then brought his three daughters down to the basement and held them here for nearly two weeks."

Dani paused, catching a breath of air. Hearing her tell the story again made my temperature rise. How could anyone be so evil and cruel?

Dani continued. "During those two weeks, he tied up his three daughters, raped them, and tortured them. The middle child managed to escape and run to the neighbor's home. When police arrived to investigate the young girl's claim, they found the bodies of the other two girls and Mr. Stratton dead in this basement. According to the police report, Mr. Stratton shot the girls and then himself in the head with a shotgun. Three families have lived here since the deaths. Each one claimed they saw Mr. Stratton, and he tried to assault them. For the last twenty years, the house has sat vacant because of those claims. My name is Dani Rossler, and I'm here to find out if Mr. Stratton is still lingering around this house."

A broad smile spread across her face. Taking the cue, I hit the pause button.

"That was good." I complimented with sincerity.

Lester and Kyle strolled up from behind me. Lester stopped between Dani and me with his flashlight shining at her feet. He mumbled something to her. At my side, Kyle leaned in close to my ear and peered at the monitor. The fragrant aroma of his leather jacket seeped into my nostrils. Enjoying the leathery scent, I inhaled several quick breaths.

"Let's go upstairs and look around," he said, whispering in my ear.

"Shh," I said, and he sighed in protest.

Kyle's patience was wearing thin. Since we came in through the cellar, we had yet to scope out the rest of the farmhouse. His need to explore, driven by curiosity, nearly matched my desire to catch evil spirits.

"I'm ready to go through the story again," Dani said.

"Almost ready," I replied, steadying the camera for round two of her introduction. Stupid me, I left the stand back at our apartment. Having spent three years tracking down ghosts and investigating haunted homes to record paranormal activity, one might think I could remember to bring something as important as a tripod.

"Ready, Jess?" Dani asked, standing stiff as a model with one hand on her hip.

As I opened my mouth to answer, a cold chill ran down my spine. Tiny hairs on my arms stood up, tuning into the supernatural disturbance. Deep within me, a fire ignited. The evil soul lurking about the farmhouse was here, and it was time for me to find it.

"Lester," I said, searching for him through the display screen. I found him fast, standing a few feet from Dani. His grainy image appeared on the tiny monitor—short and stocky with curly hair and glasses.

"Yeah?" He turned and flashed his light on my stomach.

"Come take this. Kyle and I want to explore."

Lester obliged without putting up a fight. As we swapped devices, he gave me his flashlight, and I handed him the recorder.

"Where's the—?"

"Here," I said fast, pointing the light at the tiny buttons on the recorder.

"Got it." He held up the recorder and aimed it at Dani. "Ready when you are."

I spun around and found Kyle waiting a few feet behind me. Wearing big black shoes and jeans, he blended in too well with the dark basement.

"Ready to get spooked?" he asked, shining his flashlight under his chin. He enlarged his green eyes, distorted his face, and stuck out his pierced tongue over a pierced lip.

I chuckled at his attempt to scare me. On the outside, his tattoos, piercings, and goatee gave him a rough don't fuck with me appearance, but inside, he had the heart of an angel.

"Yeah, fright master, lead me to your den." I joked as I gripped the sleeve of his leather jacket and tugged him away from Dani and Lester.

We ambled through the musty old basement and ascended a narrow flight of wooden stairs at a slow pace. The old steps whined with our weight. Kyle stayed ahead of me with his light guiding the way. Past the halfway point of the staircase, one of the steps moaned a little too much as I pressed my one hundred and thirty-two pounds upon it.

"Shit!" I said, as the step snapped and swallowed my foot. My knees bent, thrusting my body forward.

"Jessie!" Kyle said.

He whirled around as I hit my knees and hands on the steps ahead of me. Gripping the flashlight in my hand, I managed to save it from dropping.

"Guys!" Dani yelled a second later.

"I'm okay!" I shouted loud enough so Dani could hear me. Fucking step. Thanks to my jeans, my knees felt fine, but a tingling burn flamed in my left hand. Yep, I probably scraped it. Flattening my forearms on the step in front of me, I lifted myself up.

"Here. Let me help you," Kyle said, extending his hand under the light.

I switched the flashlight to my tingling hand, reached up with my good hand, and gripped his. Leaning on him, I wedged my foot free and balanced my body upright on the step below. Turning my head, I called out to Lester and Dani. "Be careful on the way up. There's half a step missing."

"You all right?" Dani asked.

"Yeah." I wiped the palm of my injured hand on my jeans. My body felt stiff with tension, but I'd shake it off soon enough.

"Let's go," I said, looking up at Kyle. I avoided the crumbling step and followed close behind him the rest of the way.

At the top of the stairs, we paused and flashed our lights around the room. Broken and empty cabinets hung on the walls. In the middle of cabinetry was a boarded up window with an old, porcelain sink below it. On the counter, a furry little critter with glowing eyes stared at me. My muscles tensed and nausea sprouted. My stomach welcomed evil spirits, but a rat made my guts churn.

"Let's move on," I said, gripping the sleeve of Kyle's leather jacket.

Pivoting, Kyle led the way through the dark farmhouse. Plywood covered the windows, and the floorboards creaked with each step. Passing through the heart of the home, I breathed in the stench of rotted wood and mildew. The house might have been warm and cozy at one point in time, but now it needed some serious TLC.

When we reached the staircase by the front door, we proceeded up with caution. Once again, the rotted wood acknowledged our presence with an orchestra of crackling noises. Wanting to avoid another mishap, I treaded carefully, easing my weight onto each step. At the top of the stairs, Kyle stopped.

"Which way?" he asked, tossing a beam of light in each direction. On the left was a short hallway with two doors. A longer hall ran to our right. He spun around and flashed the light upward to another set of stairs. "Or up?"

I paused to consider my options. Spinning around, I peered down the long hallway. The hairs on the back of my neck twitched.

"You go up. I'll stay down here and check out the rooms." In case I found something, I didn't want him around.

"Up it is," he said, and ascended the steps.

Following my Spidey sense, I set out down the hall with my flashlight pointed in front of me.

I crept into the first room. A layer of dust coated the floor, and a small spider scurried by. I skirted its path and tossed a beam of light up. Floral wallpaper decorated the walls and wood boards covered the solitary window. Not finding a trace of a spook, I backed out of the room and proceeded down the hall.

I stepped into the next room, and a surge of energy coursed through my body. The stench of death made me want to pinch my nose. Something was here.

I flashed my light around the room. Boards covered the window, and the closet door was missing. As I moseyed to the center of the room, the floorboards crackled underneath me. Behind me, the door squealed, and I stopped.

Slowly, I spun around on my heel. A tall man of average build with bloodstained arms stood behind the half-shut door. His soiled clothes reeked of rot and decay. Even without the hole in his head, I knew who he was.

"Good evening," I said with a wry grin.

"You can see me?" Mr. Stratton asked with his eyes wide.

"Of course I can see you." Aside from the shimmering glow around his body, he looked just as solid as any human being did. I could touch him, too, if I wanted, but I wasn't about to tell him that.

His dark, bottomless eyes appraised me with disbelief. "How . . . how can you see me?"

Instead of answering, I held my grin and stood motionless, waiting for him to move. If he chose to run, I would have to chase him down. If he came at me and tried to fight me, he wouldn't win. My strength out-matched his since I was living flesh and blood. Giving my best effort not to scare the spook away, I waited patiently, holding my hand at my side and my lips pressed together.

After a lengthy hesitation, he finally took a step forward and then another.

"I have a message for you," I said, hoping he'd come closer.

Mr. Stratton approached me with timid curiosity. "A message?" His forehead crinkled.

I held my breath while I maintained a phony smile. He stunk so badly, I wanted to puke. Over sixty years worth of decay does that to a ghost. They don't appear decomposed; in fact, they look normal, but they stink worse than a city dump on a sweltering, humid day.

"Yes." I said, waiting for him to step closer. The ghost took his damn time approaching me. "It's from my father."

He stopped within an arm's reach from me. Eyes tight and narrowed, he held a look of pure confusion. "Your father?"

My grin disappeared. "He wants you to join him." Reaching forward, I grabbed his forearm and yanked him closer to me. He didn't have time to struggle. "In hell," I finished.

Energy bubbled up inside me. I opened my mouth wide and inhaled, drawing him to me. He twitched and stiffened, fighting the suction. With his soul in my firm grasp, he couldn't break free. Still, he resisted and attempted to pull away from me. His spiritual form stretched as he drifted into my mouth. He brushed over my tongue, tasting of bile, and I almost gagged. Exerting a little more oomph, I sucked in his evil soul as if I were inhaling a deep breath of air. He slithered down my throat without so much as a poke or nudge on the way down. His final destination . . . hell.

Once I consumed Mr. Stratton's soul, I pressed my lips together and swallowed. For a moment, I stood static as his soul disintegrated within my body and traveled into the bottomless pit of hell. A pocket of air crept up inside of me, and I opened my mouth.

"Bitch!" I said on a burp, and my voice sounded like Mr. Stratton's. I chuckled at his final word.

Compared to other evil spirits I had encountered over the years, claiming Mr. Stratton's soul was a piece of cake. But then, he'd only murdered four people. Had the body count been higher and the level of cruelty intensified, I would've had difficulty swallowing.

The door squeaked as it moved. "Jessie?" Kyle said.

"Here," I replied.

He pushed open the door and stepped in. "Find anything or feel anything?" His light brushed over my chest.

"A cold chill blew by a few minutes ago." I shrugged with careless interest.

"Maybe it was his son," he said.

I smiled. Kyle's curiosity reminded me of a child's, pure and innocent. "Maybe."

Sighing, I stared at him with guarded eyes, wishing he didn't know I had a sixth sense. He had caught my radar detector on alert once while we were investigating a haunted nursing home in Southern Indiana. Kyle and I had wandered the halls in search of the infamous nurse apparition who'd murdered thirty-six senior citizens. When I found the nurse in one of the rooms my body became a solid statue, and I turned a hideous shade of white. Kyle saw my reaction and must have known I had either felt or seen something unnatural. Since I didn't have time to come up with a good excuse, I sent him to chase down Dani and Lester for the camera. As soon as he left, I tackled the nurse and sent her soul straight to hell. A few minutes later, the three of them ran into the room. I told them I had seen a ghost, and it had disappeared. From that time on, Kyle kept a close eye on me. It made my soul-catching job a little trickier, but I always found a way to claim my prize.

"Jessie . . . Kyle," Dani hollered.

"We better go," I said.

I followed Kyle down the stairs. Dani stood near the open front door. Large drops of rain battered the ground and the roof over the front porch. The breeze blowing into the house felt good against my warm skin. Lester stood outside on the porch with a cigarette between his lips. The smoke drifted into the farmhouse, and my nose twitched in irritation.

"Find anything?" Dani asked, brows arched. Dani knew I had a heightened sensory awareness, and that was all she knew. As much as I adored her, I could never let her know the truth about me.

"A lot of dust mites and a spider," I replied, with a shrug.

"Damn." She sighed, lowering her eyes.

"Are we leaving or staying?" Lester asked, swinging his hand in the air with the cigarette tucked between his fingers.

Kyle eyed me as if I were the one giving direction. Dani was the one in charge of our team, not me. Shrugging, I looked at Dani.

"I'm thirsty," she said, hinting at a grin.

"Drinks are on me." Kyle jogged out the door.

Dani and I looked at each other and smiled. Free drinks? Hell yeah! Lifting our hands over our heads, we made a mad dash through the pouring rain to the car.


* * * * *


We arrived an hour later at our favorite bar in downtown Indy. I pushed open the glass door, and the strong scent of beer crept into my nose. One patron sat at the far end of the bar, hunched over the counter, and a trio sat together near the window. World news flashed across the muted television in a corner. In the adjoining room, cue balls clanged on the pool table. My three friends snatched a round table in the middle of the spacious room. Out of habit, I headed for a flat stool at the center of the bar.

"Hey Jessie. What can I get ya?" Bruce, the owner, asked with his hairy arms extended along the counter. A fair gut protruded from his untucked green polo shirt. Graying hair hung over his eyes and covered the back of his neck.

"The usual," I replied. "And keep them coming."

Nick--Bruce's assistant and a Mark Wahlberg lookalike-- stood next to Bruce, cleaning behind the counter. He stopped, glanced at me, and smiled. Dani had dibs on him so I resisted his lure. Oh what the hell. I offered a kindhearted smile in response. After a wink, he took off heading for the back room.

Placing my elbows on the newly cleaned bar, I perched my chin over my hands as I watched Bruce prepare my drink. I liked Bruce and Nick as much as I liked drinking. Maybe I liked Nick a little more, if only to drool over. Bruce had an open mind and envied our wild tales of hauntings and ghost encounters, whereas Nick didn't believe a word.
"Better than any television show," Bruce always commented. Nick shook his head and kept his lips sealed. That's how it was with most people; they either believed in the paranormal or they didn't.

I lifted the shot glass in front of me and gulped the clear liquid. Wincing as the alcohol burned my esophagus; I set my glass down and waved my hand for another. Bruce wasted no time and filled my glass. Staring at the clear liquor, I twirled the little glass between my fingers, careful not to spill a drop of it. Then in one fast move, I gulped the fiery liquid.

After the forth shot, I held up the palm of my hand for a momentary break. My mind floated blissfully while my body felt numb. Could life be any better?

Hearing my friend's laughter, I glanced over my shoulder. Dani's face was red and her hand covered her mouth while she laughed. Kyle was leaning back in his chair, grinning and shaking his head at Lester. I missed the joke but I didn't miss seeing my friends so happy. I smiled at their pleasure.

"Ready for another?" Bruce asked, capturing my attention.

I met his eyes and shook my head. A second later, the drunk at the end of the counter mumbled incoherently. Bruce grunted and left me for the inebriated man.

Sighing, I stared at the sexy dark-haired, blue-eyed demon in the mirror on the wall. Oops, that was me.
Technically, I was a half-demon, not that it made much difference. My blood still connected me to the devil.

The main door opened and a cool chill crawled down my spine, alerting me to a presence. I stiffened my back and craned my neck. Tiny hairs on my body jumped to life as if static electricity floated in the air. I narrowed my gaze in the mirror. A tall man with a well-built physique strolled toward me. His shoulder-length brown hair and aura of confidence captivated my attention. He stopped one seat over from my right and sat down.

"Bartender." Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Mysterious beckoned in a voice as smooth as silk.

Bruce returned and answered my neighbor's call. "What'll be?"

"One of those"—he pointed to my shot glass—"and a scotch."

Bruce prepared the drinks while I watched the intriguing stranger in the mirror who avoided my gaze. With closed lips and slightly pinched brows, he held a firm, guarded look. The brown leather jacket he wore practically matched the color of his hair. His pallid skin and light pink lips defined many of his kind. Sure, he had an appealing lure to him, but all vampires were murderers in my book, and I avoided them like the plague.

Bruce set the shot glass of scotch on the counter. The man handed Bruce a twenty-dollar bill and told him to keep the change. I snorted.

"Bruce," I said, before he stepped away. I felt mischievous. "Can you hear the dead?"

He narrowed his eyes at me, probably wondering if I had too much to drink. "Don't think so dear," he replied.

The drunk at the end of the bar heaved on the floor. Bruce ran for him, mumbling curses and then yelling for Nick. Two seconds later, Nick appeared from behind the door in the back and sprinted towards Bruce.

Disgusted and needing a distraction, I returned my attention to the mirror. Behind hooded eyes, my neighbor slid the shot glass over to me. Huh, I thought. Why would he offer me a drink?

He picked up his glass of scotch. Curious, I waited to see if he'd swallow the brown liquid. He swirled the fluid around in the glass, studying the flow of movement as if it hypnotized him. I chuckled at his little performance.
Seeing I had a free drink, I wasn't about to let it go to waste. I picked up the shot and downed it fast. As my throat burned, I slammed the glass down on the counter, creating a loud clank. Clenching my molars, I glowered into the mirror. Now what?

He set his glass of scotch on the counter. With slow movements, he reached inside his jacket and he withdrew something nearly as big as his hand. After he placed it on the counter, he slid it over to me, stopping midway, and removing his hand. The object was a paperback book. What the hell?

I stared at the book half expecting it to jump out at me. After all, I had five shots of strong vodka in me. What did he think I would do? Read it?

The mysterious creature I loathed stood up. My body felt numb and tingly. I didn't dare move. With my eyes locked on his image in the mirror, I watched him saunter out of the bar.

"Fuck," slipped out of me a little too loudly.

"You okay Jessie?" Kyle called out.

I glanced over my shoulder and nodded. "Yeah." My mind screamed no.

I returned my attention to the counter. The book hadn't sprouted legs and crawled away. Damn. So my options were clear. I could take it and see what he wanted, or refuse it and pretend I hadn't seen him. Decisions, decisions. . .

I reached over and picked up his untouched scotch. I knew he wouldn't drink it. After I finished his drink, I slid the glass away from me and picked up the book. Without looking at it, I swiveled around to face my friends and hid the book behind me. Smiling and watching my friends, I lifted my shirt and tucked the paperback under the waistband of my jeans. Engrossed in their conversation, they didn't notice my action. I doubted they even noticed the vampire that had been in the bar. Humans were so easily fooled.

Mary has something to say, and something she would like to ask you guys.

Character Flaws:


Hello everyone! I decided to write about character flaws today. Do you like characters to have flaws?

When I started writing, I wanted my characters to be believable and lifelike. I thought if I gave them a flaw, this would help me achieve my goal. After I woke up one morning, I came up with the ideal flaw for my main character, a half demon soul catcher. (At least, I thought it was ideal.) Want to know what it is? Sure you do. She drools. Yes, you read that right. She drools when she sleeps. Bet you can guess how I came up with that idea.

Ok, so it is a bit funny and I'm fine with that. My lead male character was too. As for his flaw . . . I would be giving away too much if I told you. Besides, I want you to be curious.

Sometimes, the flaws are not as visible as drool, but they are there and they give the character a more lifelike feel. Sometimes the flaw adds flavor, such as comedy, to the story. I like flaws. I like differences. We are all special in our own little way, even if we drool. Don't you agree?

So my question to you is, do you like to see a character have flaws or do you not really care? Do you think the flaws help the story?

Giveaway:



For this giveaway, you have a chance to win some awesome swag! This giveaway is not specifically for this tour stop, but for all of the stops! For more chances to win, visit all of Mary's stops!

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Answer Mary's question above in pink with your email address, and comment on other stops for the more chances to win! I'm assuming the contest will end when Mary's tour's over!

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Cover Release:Sweet Venom

Hello all! Today I have with my the cover to Tera Lynn Child's upcoming book Sweet Venom!

Being apart of Tera's awesome group, I get to have privileges such as these :)

Enough of my talking, here's the cover:



Isn't it awesome?!?!?

Sweet Venom:

Three teenage descendants of Medusa, the once-beautiful gorgon maligned by myth, must reunite and embrace their fates in a world where monsters lurk in plain sight.

Three girls:
Grace, the sweet one.
Gretchen, the night one.
Greer, the preppy one.
Release day should be out October 2011!!

Tera's going to send me some signed book marks so look for the chance to win one with some other awesome swag!!!

Review:Karma & Melodies by Katie Salidas

Title:Karma & Melodies
Author:Katie Salidas
Pages:94
Publisher:Rising Sign Books (February 14th, 2011)
Source:Received for review
Reading Level:Romance
Rating:


Summary:

Kendra used to spend her days organizing events for Café Enigma while daydreaming about Marcus, the sexy lead singer of Normal Paradox. But all those dreams of becoming Mrs. Rock Star died, along with her mortality, the moment Hector entered her life and turned her into a vampire.

Ten torturous years later, Kendra finally escapes Hector and runs straight into Marcus. (Well, actually, he hit her with his car, but that's beside the point.) The accident leaves Marcus concussed and a few pints too low, forcing Kendra to share her blood to save him.

Sharing her blood doesn’t just heal Marcus’s wounds; it bonds him to Kendra in a magical “can’t live without you” sort of way. Now he’s professing his undying love to her, and Kendra’s not sure if he’s for real or just experiencing the side effects of their new blood bond. Either way, the two of them can’t be separated without suffering suicidal levels of depression, and the band needs to hit the road for the rest of their cross-country tour.

Kendra’s content to travel with the band and explore her new-found relationship, until whispered threats from her master, Hector, start invading her dreams. He’s tracking her down, and she can feel it. She knows the horrors he’s capable of, and if he finds out about Marcus, Hector will do everything in his power to destroy him.

If she stays, Marcus is doomed to Hector’s wrath. If she goes, the repercussions of their bond might kill Marcus. Both options will break Kendra’s heart. If they’re truly meant for each other, they’ll have to find another way....

Review:
For the first time, I feel that Salidas's book was not focused on the romance of the book but was actually focused on the story. This was new to me coming from Salidas, but I actually enjoyed the story a lot so it was just as pleasurable as the romance in some of her other books.

I enjoyed the fact that Kendra was a groupie before turning into a vampire and leaving the lead singer Marcus alone. Kendra did the right thing leaving Marcus alone knowing that her creator Hector was very protective of her. Right? Kendra liked to watch Marcus from afar, which was very vampiric of her to do.

Marcus liked performing at the cafe Kendra organized for, but when she disappeared, there was nothing left for him. Marcus liked Kendra but never did anything to show his affection for her. Then he hits her. Literally.

I liked the fact that sharing Kendra's blood with Marcus made him bond with her. Marcus didn't mind of course, for he secretly liked her anyways, but this made Marcus's band really upset. The band didn't like the fact that their lead singer was emotionally attached to this girl but it made it even worse that she was a vampire. Kendra had to leave, and she knew it because Hector was close on her tail and she didn't want him to hurt Marcus.

The characters of Marcus and Kendra were enjoyable. Marcus was your average lead singer in a band, and Kendra was your average vampire groupie. If you could say that was average. The fact that they secretly adored each other made the decisions that they made not too obvious. There was just one pesky problem, Hector was coming.

Salidas yet again satisfied a thirst for a good book that I had. I'm sure you can give her an idea and she'll mix vampires into it and make it a great book. If you haven't checked her out, make it a priority to do so soon!

Blog Tour:You Killed Wesley Payne

YOU KILLED WESLEY PAYNE?!?!?!?!

I should have know! :)

Hello hello all! Today I have with me author Sean Beaudoin, author of You Killed Wesley Payne.

While reading You Killed Wesley Payne, I couldn't help but laugh and shiver. You'll love this book! Until you read my review sometime next week, I hope this interview and giveaway will keep yall happy!!

1. Hi Sean! Welcome to Leilani Loves Books! Thank you so much for stopping by! To start us off, can you tell us a little about yourself?
Sure. Thanks for having me. Well, let’s see…I’m really tall. I like to play basketball, chess, and guitar. I read more than any three humans should be legally allowed to. My daughter is just now old enough that she makes these sort of sly, sophisticated jokes. She’s very funny. I am hoping she wants to grow up and do almost anything but be a writer. I’ve been listening to Mastodon a lot lately.


2. Can you tell us a little about You Killed Wesley Payne which just came out!!!
You Killed Wesley Payne is a black comedy/murder mystery about a private detective named Dalton Rev who transfers from high school to high school solving crimes for a fee. At his latest stop, Salt River High, there’s a clique called Foxxes full of girls who wear leather and kick people like Jackie Chan. I wanted to write a book that no one could call a “dystopia,” and which there is not a single character that falls in love with another character tempted to grow fangs and drink blood.


3. I continued to laugh at The Private Dick Handbook Rules. Did you come up with the rules as you went along or were some of them planned?
No, I just sort of winged those. It was one of those things that seemed like a funny idea that I was going to have to edit out eventually, and than all of a sudden it seemed like an important part of the book.

4. I like how you divided the high school into social groups, can you tell us a little bit about each group and how you came up with the names?
Pinker Casket is the school thrash band, lead by this frighteningly dead-Elvis dude named Kurt Tarot. The Balls are mostly football players and cheerleaders.Euclidians are the nerd contingent. Plaths are sort of depressive poetry lovers. Girls With Unnecessary Y’s In Their Names are Kyra and Jayme and Susyn. Scam Wowssell everything, from soap to guns to test scores.

5. We all know Wesley Payne was murdered, did you know who the murderer was in the beginning or did the murderer come to you eventually?
No, fortunately that was one I knew before I got down the first sentence.

6. How was the idea for You Killed Wesley Payne created? Did you always want to write such a book or did it come to you as a great idea and you went with it?
I grew up loving old noir movies, mostly because there were fights, loot, femme fatales, beautiful women, really funny dialog, and no happy endings. I knew for a long time I wanted to write a book with those elements in it.

7. If there was anything that you could change about You Killed Wesley Payne, would you? And why?
No, I can’t really think about it like that. It’s done, on the permanent record, no way I could change anything even if I wanted to. Plus, I haven’t read it since the day I finished the last copy edit.

8. Can you list some favorites of yours? Place, color, food, book, things like that?
My favorite place is Florence. My favorite color is cash-green. My favorite foods are blueberries and steak. My favorite book is usually the one I’m reading at the moment, which, in this case, is Super by Aaron Dietz.

9. What's your next project, if you know what it is!?
My next book is already done. It’s called Wise Young Truck, and is about a rock band. Hopefully it will be in your hands and amusing you soon.

10. Thank you so much for stopping by! Is there anything else you would like to add?
Thanks a lot for having me. I would add that the paperback of my last book, Fade to Blue, came out the same day as You Killed Wesley Payne. Check it out!

www.seanbeaudoin.com
http://twitter.com/#!/seanbeaudoin
http://www.facebook.com/SeanBeaudoin?ref=ts



Have I mentioned how much I love this trailer? Its PINK!


Onto the prize!

YKWP Contest Details:


• Win 1 autographed copy of Going Nowhere Faster by Sean Beaudoin (Sean's first book)
• BRS will ship directly to your winner- just email us their shipping address!
• Winners should allow 3 weeks for delivery.
• US only
• There are assets including great graphics, photos, vid trailer at: http://www.youkilledwesleypayne.com/assets.html

This isn't part of the contest, but to show Sean some love, if you've reviewed any of Sean's books, leave a link with your name and email and you'll gen an extra entry! This contest will end February 18th 2011.

Thanks for stopping by everyone!! And I hope to get Wise Young Truck soon!!!

OH, before you go visit:
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Blog Tour:Darklands:A Vampire's Tale

Hello all! Happy Friday! Please give a big hand and help me welcome Donna Burgess,author of Darklands:A Vampire's Tale.



Halloween night, twenty years ago, college student Susan Archer watched as her beloved twin brother was brutally murdered at the hands of a stranger she invited into their home. Still haunted by the guilt of that night, Susan is now a tough but bitter cop in a nowhere town, trying as best she can to lead a normal life. When she is nearly killed during a wild shoot-out, she realizes she is not as strong as she first thought.

Fearing a breakdown, she flees the confines of her safe boyfriend and familiar surroundings to find salvation in the arms of “Deathwalker” Devin McCree—the very man who killed her brother.

But things aren’t always what they seem and she quickly realizes Devin was not the monster she originally thought, but a kind of guardian angel instead.

On the run from a crazed Nazi vampire-hunter named Kasper, she and Devin must find a way to endure the dreary urban landscape of a dying metropolis and escape Kasper’s wrath.

“Darklands: a vampire’s tale” is a sexy and violent tale of survival, bloodlust and two people grasping to the edge of immortality while trying to hang on the last shreds of their humanity.

“Darklands: a vampire’s tale” is the first volume in the Darklands Vampire series.
youtube link for Darklands book trailer http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmeoZuPwt2w

Buy Links:
Ebook on smashwords http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/33941

Print Amazon http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0982966512?ie=UTF8&tag=fangtasticbooks-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0982966512

Amazon Kindle http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004GNFTQC?ie=UTF8&tag=fangtasticbooks-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B004GNFTQC




Donna Burgess is an author of dark fiction and poetry who enjoys surfing, painting and has a deep affection for all things Monty Python and low-budget horror flicks. Over the past fifteen years, her fiction and poetry has appeared in genre publications such as Weird Tales, Dark Wisdom, Sybil’s Garage and others. She has been married for twenty years and has two children. Her newest releases include Darklands: a vampire’s tale (the first book in the Darklands Vampires series) and Breaths in Winter, a short story collection. Both are available in print and e-book. When she is not conjuring, she can be found surfing.
http://www.donnaburgess.com/
twitter http://twitter.com/winniethepoe

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/ScaryDonna

publisher blog http://nakedsnakepress.blogspot.com/

tour schedule: http://bewitchingbooktours.blogspot.com/2011/01/tour-schedule-for-darklands-vampires.html

Today Donna is going to answer a guest post!

Vampires, why? What sucks you into the world of vampires and is there anything specific that keeps you there?


Hi, Leilani. Thanks for having me on your gorgeous website and allowing me to talk a little regarding my choice to write vampire fiction.
I’ve always been a fan of vampires. Since I was a small child, I loved being scared. My parents were into horror movies and rather than getting a babysitter, they always took me along with them to the drive-in movies, which were usually those all-nighters featuring Christopher Lee or sometimes Vincent Price. I even went to a showing of “Night of the Living Dead” when I was too weeks old, so I guess things must have started there! I was raised with horror movies, horror comics, horror on television, and my favorites were always the vampires.
Vampires are such amazing and versatile creatures. They can pass for a dashing human, but beneath that sexy exterior awaits the beast, as they say. It’s very much the same as many of the old fairy tales we all love. The themes that surround vampires are as timeless as storytelling, itself.
What draws me to remain within the world of vampires for many of my stories are the endless possibilities. As I said, they can be sexy or horrible. The setting can be 500 years ago or 500 years into the future.
Honestly, I prefer my vampires to be conflicted, quite dark, and somewhat brutal, but it is nice to know the genre is so diverse. No one wants to read the same thing over and over again (I hope!). There are a million different vampire stories out there (thanks to technology like e-readers) and probably a nice group of readers for each and every one.
With “Darklands: A Vampire’s Tale,” I made a conscious effort to take a different path. Unfortunately, this does not work with all readers. Some people do not like the violence or feel the characters are not kind enough. I’ve even read a comment that stated my villain, Kasper, was too despicable, but hey, he is the villain. Nevertheless, I wrote what I would want to read. I love what books like “Twilight” has done for the genre, but I’d like to drag a few vampire fans back over to the “darkness” for a while.

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1 ebook copy of Darklands: A Vampire's Tale open internationally

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Review:Darklands:A Vampire Novel by Donna Burgess

Title:Darklands:A Vampire Novel
Author:Donna Burgess
Pages:368
Publisher:Naked Snake Press (December 18, 2010)
Source:Received for review
Reading Level:Romance
Rating:



Summary:

Halloween night, twenty years ago, college student Susan Archer watched as her beloved twin brother was brutally murdered at the hands of a man she invited into their home. Still haunted by the guilt of that night, Susan is now a tough but bitter cop in a nowhere town, trying as best she can to lead a normal life. When she is nearly killed during a wild shoot-out, she realizes she is not as strong as she first thought. Fearing a breakdown, she flees the confines of her safe boyfriend and familiar surroundings to find salvation in the arms of “Deathwalker” Devin McCree—the very man who killed her brother.

But things aren’t always what they seem and she quickly realizes Devin was not the monster she originally thought, but a kind of guardian angel instead.

On the run from a crazed Nazi vampire-hunter named Kasper, she and Devin must find a way to endure the dreary urban landscape of a dying metropolis and escape Kasper’s wrath.

Review:
I loved how Darklands started off. You can tell how much the brother and sister care for each other yet, I thought it was interesting how it ended.

This may sound weired, but from the cover you can tell it will be creepy and gothic and while reading, I could feel, even smell, the creepy gothicness. I loved how that felt and I wish that all of the books I read made me feel that way! Burgess had a different type of look of vampire's that I must say I haven't really read before. It was a little hard to keep up with all of the flashback's and the different POV's but that also made the book more interesting.

I'm glad that Susan didn't deny everything that was happening to her. Most of the time when people deny it, they just get on my nerves so I am happy that she fell into the role happily. Susan's multiple relationships tended to be frustrating as a reader because I knew who I wanted her to be with but I didn't know who she was going to end up with! And that, my dear friends, can be both annoying and will keep you flipping through the pages!

Devin was a pleasure to read about and I liked him as a character. I'm glad that he knew what he wanted and he got what he wanted, even though he had to wait plenty years for what he wanted with regret close behind him. Devin seemed to be manly at times then sensitive at others which can be a blessing in a vampire.

Devin and Susan seemed to be like a good couple and I'm glad how the book ended. They were an interesting couple and I liked how they worked things out and how they wanted to be with each other. Darklands was definitely a good book with a vampire story that I will be revisiting sometime soon.

Burgess was knew to me and she definitely impressed me. I look forward to more of her work, vampire's specifically!

Blog Tour:An Unexpected Evening

Welcome welcome all, today I have the one and only Roxanne Rhoads to talk about her quick sexy short story, An Unexpected Evening!



Samuel is a centuries-old vampire who prefers to be a recluse. He is always afraid of losing control and becoming the monster he once was. Falling in love with a young witch has pushed his boundaries and pulled him out of his comfort zone.
Katerina always encourages Samuel to be more open, to let loose, and to really "live" instead of only existing in the shadows.
One night, he finally grants her wish . . . in ways she never imagined.


Tour page: http://bewitchingbooktours.blogspot.com/2011/01/unexpected-evening-virtual-tour.html
Published by Noble Romance
Buy links:
Noble Romance https://www.nobleromance.com/ItemDisplay.aspx?i=226
All Romance Ebooks http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-anunexpectedevening-508508-139.html
Available formats: Adobe Acrobat, Palm DOC/iSolo, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket, Rocket, Epub
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004KAAY9S?ie=UTF8&tag=enchantyourse-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B004KAAY9S
Cover price $1.50

X-rated Excerpt:
An Unexpected Evening
By Roxanne Rhoads

I swirled my tongue around his rigid cock, flicking at the bulging veins as Samuel roughly squeezed and caressed my breasts. He leaned his long torso over my half-twisted body, shoving his large shaft into my mouth. Finally, he acted a little more . . . vampish.

I'd been waiting a long time for him to show me more of his true nature and to quit being afraid he'd break me. I wasn't as fragile as he thought.

Working him from a twisted and almost upside down angle turned out to be a bit uncomfortable. But my flexibility combined with my eagerness and hunger for his touch made my discomfort easier to ignore. I loved the feel of his hands roving over me as I wrapped my lips around him. It was well worth a little pain . . . in fact, it was a deliciously exquisite torture. The kind of torture I craved from time to time.

A relationship full of sweetness, wine, and roses could get dull after awhile, without the occasional scratch from a thorn.

I loved thorns. And I loved Samuel.

I continued to work him in and out of my mouth. He tasted so good; slightly salty, a little sweet, with a hint of cinnamon, and he felt even better: hard like steel wrapped in smooth velvet. This experience couldn't get any better . . . well, maybe if he was covered in dark chocolate. Nah, his was the most exquisite flavor of all. I simply couldn't get enough of my delicious vampire.

His hands grasped my breasts, squeezed, then tweaked my nipples. Hard. I moaned in sweet agony as the pain spiraled into immense pleasure, and arched my hips, hoping he'd move his attentions lower. He complied with an inhuman growl. His eyes fixed on me, glowing with an inner fire, which cranked up my heat level. A couple years earlier, I never would've imagined being with a vampire as the most amazing sexual experience of my life.

His large hand cupped my sex, and he dipped a finger inside me, barely, just enough to tease me, test the waters. I wiggled and raised my hips, begging for more, as I held tight to his shaft and continued to lick his sweet tip like a large lollipop.

His hand grazed my hard clit. I let go of his cock and inhaled sharply at the surprise of the touch. I wanted more, but his hand disappeared. Such a tease. Then out of nowhere, his hand came down and smacked my aching pussy. Hard, but not too hard. I moaned at the exquisite sting.

Oh yeah, that's what I'd been craving. Finally, my vamp got the blood moving inside me.




Bio for Roxanne Rhoads
Story strumpet, tome loving tart, eccentric night owl...all ways to describe freelance writer and erotic romance author Roxanne Rhoads.
When not fulfilling one of the many roles being a wife and mother of three require, Roxanne's world revolves around words...reading them, writing them, and talking about them. In addition to writing her own stories she loves to read and review what others write. She operates a book review site, Fang-tastic Books at www.fang-tasticbooks.blogspot.com and a virtual book tour business, Bewitching Book Tours at www.bewitchingbooktours.blogspot.com.
Roxanne writes everything from articles to web content as a freelance writer and poet. Her erotic stories and poems have appeared in Playgirl Magazine, several print anthologies, in ebooks and on numerous websites.
Her publishers include Noble Romance, eXcessica, Eternal Press, Xcite Books, Circlet Press, Ravenous Romance, Running Press, Midnight Showcase, Whiskey Creek Press Torrid, Melange Books, and L & L Dreamspell.
In addition to reading and writing Roxanne loves to hang out with her family, craft, garden and search for unique vintage finds.
You can visit her at www.roxannesrealm.blogspot.com and www.fang-tasticbooks.blogspot.com

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Praise for Roxanne’s writing:

After reading Eternal Desire, I would have to call Roxanne Rhoads a master of words. Each sentence flowed into another with a nice blend of old elegance and contemporary style…
~review by author Kiki Howell
Ms. Rhoads is an artist with words. She very tastefully wove the romance with the love scenes making the reader feel as if true romance and chivalry were still here…
~review by Bertena Varney



The Everlasting Appeal of the Supernatural
Guest Blog by Roxanne Rhoads

Why are we drawn to the paranormal?
Is it to escape? Is it because we want to believe there is something more than this everyday normal world?
Is there something else out there beyond what we “know” to be real?
I think now more than ever paranormal and urban fantasy books and movies offer people a much needed escape from the everyday existence that has become so…ordinary and sometimes scary- the economic crisis, the wars, the everyday horrors that we face.
In books and movies we can control our “monsters” and hope for a happy ending.
We can also fantasize about what it would be like to have super powers, to be immortal, to be super seductive and a fabulous lover.
And of all supernatural creatures vampires seem to be the most seductive, at least to many of us. People have long been drawn to the vampire more so than any other creature of myth and fantasy.
Seductive and sexy vampires grace the pages of books and appear on the movie and television screen over and over again, each new vampire a source of amusement and desire to us. But why? What is the everlasting attraction of the vampire?
Before the 19th century vampires were just mindless monsters, myths and legends that were horrible and frightening, not sexy, not desirable. Literature changed all that.
Consider this description from the introduction of Blood Read: The Vampire as Metaphor in Contemporary Culture written by Joan Gordon and Veronica Hollinger.
[The vampire is] “an ambiguously coded figure, a source of erotic anxiety and corrupt desire, the literary vampire is one of the most powerful archetypes bequeathed to us from the imagination of the nineteenth century.”
Thanks to nineteenth century books like Carmilla and Dracula vampires were transformed from hideous monsters to seductive and inherently sexy creatures that we can’t get enough of.
Evil has become sexy, darkness has become beautiful.
Once the monsters of myth and legend were shunned for their differences but today we embrace them because they are different, because they are Other.
Our modern society is full of disquiet, pain, suffering, depression, things that spiral out of control-real monsters and horrors face us every day on the news.
Our entertainment monsters offer us escape, an escape into a world of seduction, romance, love, and fantasy…something far beyond our normal everyday lives.
I love many creatures of the Other world but the vampire is my first love. My fanged friends will always hold the top spot in my monster loving heart. They appear in many books that I read and a lot of the fiction that I write.
In my newest release, An Unexpected Evening, a centuries old, reclusive vampire named Samuel has given up on living a normal life until a sexy little witch comes along and forces him to come out of the shadows and live again. One night he gives her exactly what she wants most…which may be more than she can handle.
Today I would like to offer one lucky reader a free pdf of my newest release An Unexpected Evening and an author swag pack which includes magnets, bookmarks, stickers, postcards, a button and more from me and other authors too.
Open to US Shipping only please.




Doesn't that look fantastic!?!?! I definitely see some swag in there that I want!!!

Open until February 13th
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Expect my review for An Unexpected Evening soon!