Okay, so when I first saw this cover, it was a no-brainer for me that I just HAD to have this author on as a guest. Isn't that cover just beautiful? I'm pleased to introduce you to author, Robyn Bachar, on tour with her book, Fire in the Blood at Bewitching Book Tours. Robyn is sharing a guest post today and a chance for you to win a $50 Gift Card. I hope you enjoy it.
Welcome Robyn!!
By Another Other Name
No matter what you
call them, vampires will always suck. Blood, that is. Whether you
paint them purple and say they’re invaders from Mars, it’s
expected that at some point during a story, a vampire’s going to
need to feed, because that’s what vampires do. It’s tradition.
Paranormal romance
has been going strong for years, and readers have seen a variety of
supernatural creatures populating the paranormal landscape. As an
author I’ve watched debates about what the next big thing is.
(Zombies! No, demons! Zombie demons!) I’ve heard the fears that
vampires are on their way out. Or werewolves. Or that paranormal
itself as a genre is over, because it’s all been done before. No
matter how much you try to reinvent them, a vampire by any other name
is still a blood drinker.
And there’s
nothing wrong with that. I write paranormal stories because I love
the paranormal. Always have, always will. I put my own spin on the
supernatural creatures in my series, the Bad Witch books, but I don’t
want to reinvent the wheel. I want my characters to honor the myths
and legends that they were inspired by, and to have those traditions
enhance the world I’m building and the story that I’m telling. I
think that readers will continue to enjoy paranormal romance, because
the strange, shivery things-that-go-bump-in-the-night have always
fascinated us. The trick is to use that fascination and weave it into
a rich story with memorable characters.
The heroine of Fire
in the Blood, Patience Roberts, is tough and opinionated—a
self-professed “cast iron bitch.” But she’s also soft and
squishy on the inside, and she’s desperately in love with a man she
can’t have. She’s a demon summoner, and he’s an outcast faerie.
Fire in the Blood has action, romance, good versus evil—all
the things I love in a story. Because no matter what flavor of
paranormal populates a novel, it all comes down to the story.
About
the Author:
Robyn Bachar was born and
raised in Berwyn, Illinois, and loves all things related to Chicago,
from the Cubs to the pizza. It seemed only natural to combine it with
her love of fantasy, and tell stories of witches and vampires in the
Chicagoland area. As a gamer, Robyn has spent many hours rolling
dice, playing rock-paper-scissors, and slaying creatures in MMPORGs.
Fire
in the Blood
Bad Witch Book 3
Robyn Bachar
Robyn Bachar
Genre: Paranormal romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-61921-173-5
ASIN: B008PGMPYK
Number of pages: 139
Word Count: 33,000
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
Book Description:
It’s good to be bad…
Patience Roberts is the last summoner standing between magiciankind and certain demon invasion. After banishing two or three demons a day for too long, gods know she’d like nothing better than a little down time with her number one distraction—Faust.
But with vampires, hunters and assassins lined up to take her out, who has the time? Still, she has to admit her resistance to the amorous faerie is wearing thin. Not that she’ll ever let on—after all, faeries are notorious for their short romantic attention spans.
Faust, a Shadowspawn faerie, watched as his outcast clan dwindled to nothing. Determined to hold on to the woman he loves, he’ll do whatever it takes to protect Patience. And one day build a life with her.
When an old demon enemy punches through the barrier between the worlds, Patience must draw on every ounce of her reputation as a cast-iron bitch to temporarily banish him. To get rid of him for good, she’ll have to sacrifice one too many pieces of her soul to leave room for love…
Patience Roberts is the last summoner standing between magiciankind and certain demon invasion. After banishing two or three demons a day for too long, gods know she’d like nothing better than a little down time with her number one distraction—Faust.
But with vampires, hunters and assassins lined up to take her out, who has the time? Still, she has to admit her resistance to the amorous faerie is wearing thin. Not that she’ll ever let on—after all, faeries are notorious for their short romantic attention spans.
Faust, a Shadowspawn faerie, watched as his outcast clan dwindled to nothing. Determined to hold on to the woman he loves, he’ll do whatever it takes to protect Patience. And one day build a life with her.
When an old demon enemy punches through the barrier between the worlds, Patience must draw on every ounce of her reputation as a cast-iron bitch to temporarily banish him. To get rid of him for good, she’ll have to sacrifice one too many pieces of her soul to leave room for love…
Warning:
Contains a hero and heroine so hot they’re literally on fire,
naughty faerie sex, post-coital cuteness, angsty magician drama, and
yet more gratuitous violence against vampires, demons, and innocent
furniture.
Excerpt:
“You still haven’t eaten,”
Harvey reminded after I hung up the phone.
“Drive
through. Don’t let me forget.”
“You said that
this morning.”
“I did?” I
asked in surprise.
“Yes, you
did.”
Damn it all to
hell and back, my brain must really be fried, because I had zero
memory of that. At least I’d been chugging black coffee all day, so
there was something in my system, even if it was only caffeine. I
couldn’t keep up this pace for much longer, but I didn’t have a
choice. I was the only one left to handle the demon problem. I’d
tried to call in extra help from the coasts, and everyone turned me
down. They were too afraid of the hunters, and though I couldn’t
blame them for that, it still pissed me off. I outsourced what work I
could to the local guardians, but it wasn’t enough. They weren’t
specialists like me.
I was trying to
bail out the Titanic with a teaspoon. It was only a matter of
time before we all drowned.
“Well, this
time I mean it,” I said lamely.
“Of course,
Mistress.”
I grabbed my
black cashmere coat from the rack and donned it along with my scarf,
then slung my messenger bag over my shoulder. This time I made it
halfway across the room before I was stopped, but it wasn’t the
phone that interrupted me. It was a faerie invasion, and I had only a
moment to recognize Faust by the smoky lenses of his round, dark
glasses before he pounced on me. He kissed me fiercely and nudged me
back until I stumbled into the front of my desk.
“I dislike
this overcoat. It’s much too bulky.” He reached for the buttons
and I batted his hand away.
“I’ll be in
the car, Mistress,” Harvey called out loudly before vanishing. He’s
not a voyeur, and he disapproved of my relationship with Faust. I
didn’t approve of my relationship with Faust either. Every summoner
knows you shouldn’t get involved with a faerie, because it always
ends badly.
“Cut it out.
I’m on a call,” I warned.
Faust grinned,
and my chest tightened with an emotion I fought not to show. Yes,
this was headed toward disaster, but I couldn’t help myself. Faust
was the most addictive temptation I’d ever met. He was just so damn
pretty—tall for a faerie, which made him about my height, and dark
haired with a pale complexion that spoke more of a vampire than a
faerie. Faust had an angular face with high, sharp cheekbones that
reminded me a bit of a runway model, a finely-drawn brow and a smile
that could make a girl weak in the knees in 0.5 seconds.
“It can’t
wait,” he insisted. “I’ve missed you.”
He tugged my
scarf aside and kissed my neck, and it was suddenly much too warm to
be wearing my coat. I didn’t fight him as he unbuttoned the garment
and slid it off. I kissed him and indulged in the lovely diversion of
letting his nimble hands roam for a few moments, because the past few
days had been all business and no pleasure. But I had an appointment
to keep, and I pushed him away with a disappointed sigh.
“I missed you
too, babe, but I don’t have time for a break. I’m on call 24/7
now.”
“I know you
are.” Faust’s expression sobered, and he caressed my cheek.
“You’re a brave woman, Patience, and I admire that about you. But
that’s also why I’m here.”
“You’re here
because you admire me? Funny, seemed more like desire a second ago,”
I teased. The corners of his mouth twitched, and I bit back the urge
to kiss him. Experience had taught me that if I encouraged him I’d
end up naked and bent over the desk.
“There’s a
problem—” he began, and I cut him off.
“I don’t
have time for more problems. We’re all full up here.”
“This is
serious. Zachary has hired someone to kill you.”
5 comments:
Thank you for the giveaway, the book sound really awesome!
Thanks for having me today! :)
Great guest post and so true. It really doesn't matter what the characters or or what they do - it's all about the story and about how the characters are developed. Good luck with Fire in the Blood!
great excerpt!
Wonderful Guest post!
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