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Monday, June 24, 2013

Kindle Free Book Blitz & Review - Witch Weigh by Caroline Mickelson (Bewitching Book Tour)



About the Author:

Caroline Mickelson loves her family and loves to write. She also loves a good adventure, among her favorites thus far were attending graduate school in a Scottish castle, riding a camel around the Pyramids in Giza, and taking a best-in-a-lifetime road trip to Graceland. Caroline lives in the American southwest with her husband and their four children, affectionately known as The Miracles.



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Witch Weigh
Caroline Mickelson

Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy

Publisher: Bon Accord Press
Date of Publication: April 24, 2012

ISBN: 0985129646
ASIN: B007X7CY5W

Number of pages: 155
Word Count: 29K Words
Cover Artist: Derek Murphy


Book Description:

Tessa Von Hellengaard is a real witch. Magical spells aside, she’s snarky and selfish, and the other witches in her silent spell coven are fed up with her. Their plan to reform Tessa involves taking away her magic, saddling her with one hundred extra pounds, and sending her to a weight loss spa.

For good measure they call in Liam Kennedy, a charming and sexy fairy godfather, to teach her some manners. Desperate to regain her magic and determined to shed the weight, Tessa soon realizes that protecting her heart from Liam will prove to be her greatest challenge.

My Thoughts:



Perfect title...Check! Perfect Characters...Check! Perfect plot...Check!!

I LOVED IT!

Tessa has attitude and is a bit spoiled, you have to love her. Liam is strong, charming, and I'd love him for a fairy Godfather...

Anyday!

When Tessa has to learn life lessons before she can gain her seat at the United Paranormal Council, she is really taken to the edge of her limits, and patience. Especially when she is thrown into a retreat to lose a hundred extra pounds that she never had before. Will she be able to shed the weight or be stuck with the extra baggage for the rest of her life....without her magic or the council seat?

Mickelson did a beautiful job drawing the reader in, keeping you engaged and turning the pages to the end. This book was right up my alley, starting off with a great action scene and keeping up a pace to be able to read in one sitting.

It was a short read but not missing detail that had you wondering or wanting more information, and it ended with great finesse for such a short read. I would highly recommend this read to any paranormal lover, you're going to love it.

I give Witch Weigh...




Excerpt:

“Hey, lady, anyone ever tell you you’re a real witch?”
“More times than you can imagine.” Contessa Von Hellengaard, Tessa to her few friends and many enemies alike, eyed the obstinate construction worker who blocked the path of her sleek black Mercedes.
She wondered how this mere mortal would like being turned into a fluffy skunk. Her fingers itched to work their magic, but she kept them gripped on the steering wheel. She was already in enough trouble with the Upper Hallows Witch Council without casting what they would consider another unnecessary spell. If she was detained any longer she’d be late for her meeting with said council. Tessa knew they were already ticked off enough without her adding another infraction to their precious list.
She leaned out the window. “Remove your overfed self from my way immediately. I need to use this road and I don’t have time for your ridiculous detour.”
“Guess you should’ve used your broomstick then because there ain’t no way I’m letting your car get through here.” He crossed his beefy arms over his chest.
He seemed altogether too amused with his juvenile humor for Tessa’s liking. Broomstick indeed. She revved the motor to let him know she meant business.
He couldn’t say he hadn’t been warned.
She pushed up her black lace sleeves and pointed to the orange and white barricade. “Last warning. Remove yourself and that thing from my way.”
He laughed at her. Laughed. At her.
She narrowed her eyes. This sorry excuse for a government employee was not going to make her late for her meeting. Removing him from her path, she decided, was a very necessary act indeed. She could make the council members understand. But only if she got there on time.
With the tip of her red lacquered fingernail she traced a circle in her palm, silently reciting the spell that would get her what she wanted. A small, satisfied smile tugged at her lips as the man in front of her began to levitate. She stroked her index finger sideways to help direct his ascension. His shocked expression and angry torrent of curse words bothered her not at all. He continued to fuss and kick even after he was hooked on to the high crane by the back of his overalls. At over forty feet above the ground she could barely make out his foul words.
Tessa flicked her finger across her palm with one last quick swipe and waited while the barricade went flying to the side of the road and crashed on a pile of rocks.
She waved farewell to the construction worker as she slipped her Mercedes into drive. The fool would be wise to quit struggling or he’d soon have a painful wedgie.
Silly mortal. He had no reason to panic. Someone would be along to get him down. Eventually.

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Friday, July 20, 2012

Interview & Contest with National Best Selling Author - Tori St. Claire Touring With Lie To Me




Welcome to Immortality and Beyond Tori. I absolutely love the cover of Lie to Me and very excited to delve into your brain a little bit. Before we get started, may I offer you a beverage? 

Yes. With all the bloodshed I’ve been writing about, I think I’ll have some of that Vampires Wine. Thank you very much – and thank you also for having me here today!



Now that we're all settled in, let's get started shall we?

Ladies and Gentleman...Tori St. Claire!



IAB: You have quite the backlist, when did you realize you wanted to be a writer?

TSC: Oh my goodness. I don’t know that I “wanted” to be one… I just started writing one day. I was in junior high and my girlfriends and I used to pass around a notebook. L wrote one scene, then K, then me and occasionally J contributed. Then we passed it around again, and so on, until the story ended. From there I wrote a dozen and a half little short stories (almost all of them included Nikki Sixx, heh!) I wrote my first romance novel in my junior English class. In around 2008, I decided I’d see what this published thing was all about, and really just continued with what I had always done in my spare time. Then spare became full time, and here we are. I love my job!

IAB: Your books are of a variety of genres, how did you come about to write in more than one?

TSC: Quite by accident, I assure you. I envisioned my first published book would be a historical. Had the pen name picked out for a historical ring, and everything. And while those early works were being torn apart by agents, someone dared me to write erotic. I chose horses because at least I was comfortable with that aspect, and tried my best… and failed miserably… but that led to my first contemporary contract. I don’t really enjoy being boxed in, and need to be able to work in entirely different areas to nurture my creativity. As things have progressed, I’ve had a few ideas that hit, and luckily editors liked.

IAB: Tell us a little bit about Lie To Me...

TSC: It’s a very dark story about two very damaged people Alexei met Sasha two years previous but his role as a Black Opal forced him into selling her into slavery, despite his feelings for her. Now, he’s been sent to retrieve another girl, only to discover his target is Sasha, who for reasons she won’t explain, doesn’t hate him. As Alexei sets out to finish his mission and return her to her father, they find themselves in world of danger with no one but each other to trust.

All told, in many ways, it’s a story about redemption. And love. Deep, never-ending, nonjudgmental love.

IAB: One word that would describe Lie To Me...

TSC: Catastrophic

IAB: The basis of the story is Russian Human Trafficking, how much research went into this?

TSC: For this one, not a lot. The groundwork was already laid with Stripped, the first in series. This is more or less the conclusion of the human trafficking element and wrapping up loose ends. Research for Lie to Me involved more setting research than anything. Setting and staging with guns. Laugh.

IAB: What was the most difficult part to write for this story?

TSC: I think I wrote the opening scene about three times before I decided I was happy with it. There are so many things to convey there—both the basis of the plot, the trust, the betrayal, and all the justifications Sasha has, so she can play her part accordingly later… Yeah, that was a tough start.

IAB: How different is writing erotica from other genres?

TSC: Gosh, I think that’s author-dependant, and probably book-dependant too. I can tell you that with my own works, what you’ll find in almost everything I write is a very layered, detailed plot. So for me erotica differs in the detail that’s put into the intimate scenes. The coarser language, graphic terms, and more frequent between-the-sheets encounters. Otherwise, I’d say you could probably lay a Tori St. Claire novel beside a Claire Ashgrove novel and they are pretty similar in terms of tone and structure.

IAB: What is your favorite scene from the book?

TSC: I don’t want to give away details, but Alexei and Sasha have a fight after she’s done something…in a café…(hint hint). It’s the culmination of a lot of pent up frustrations and adrenaline from the surrounding events. Emotions are super-charged, and Alexei’s beyond angry. But when Sasha challenges him, he breaks, and all the things he doesn’t want her to know come rushing out, and of course this leads to an extremely hot encounter in the bedroom.

IAB: Favorite quote from the book?

TSC: “So tell me, Agent Nikanova, are you afraid of the fall, or are you afraid of the loss?”

IAB: Which actor and actress do you see playing the parts of Alexei and Sasha should Lie To Me be made into a movie?

TSC: I am so going to let the readers answer this one. I don’t know actors names at all. I’m just not a Hollywood follower by any means.

IAB: Where are your books sold?

TSC: All over. Lie to Me is in brick and mortar stores, all major booksellers, all digital sellers including Amazon and Barnes and Noble. If it isn’t in stock, it can be ordered through any book retailer.

IAB: Now to talk a little bit about you...If your friends were to describe you in one word, what would it be?

TSC: Dedicated

IAB: Who is your favorite author of all time?

TSC: Steve Berry gets that nod. Mmm… although… of all time? I’m a sucker for anything Faulkner.

IAB: Favorite book?

TSC: I don’t really have one. The book that comes to mind immediately as being the one I’ve read more than any other, is an original printing of Gone With the Wind, which I’ve read five times, at least.

IAB: Favorite movie?

TSC: Right now, this minute, it’s ARN. All time? Toss up between Gladiator and Transformers

IAB: Name one thing readers would be most surprised to know about you?

TSC: That I personally don’t care for the traditionally viewed romance things. IE: I’m not a flowers girl, I’m not a diamonds/jewelry girl, and sappiness makes my skin crawl.

IAB: Where can readers connect with you?

TSC: There are several ways:

Twitter: @ClaireAshgrove
Facebook: Claire Ashgrove


Tori, thank you so much for chatting with us today. It has been such a pleasure.

Thank you! I had a wonderful time!

A man of action…

After helping to break up a Russian human trafficking ring as part of the CIA’s elite Black Opal team, Alexei Nikanova’s newest assignment is to rescue one of the stolen women and return her to her father. When he arrives in Dubai, he discovers his target is Sasha Zablosky—a woman he knows all too well, and who has haunted him ever since their one unforgettable night together. But he finds Sasha reluctant to leave her Sheik, the only true friend she’s ever known. Only Alexei can’t give her a choice. 

A woman of deception…

With their yearning roused by intrigue, Alexei and Sasha can no longer resist and spend night after night in forbidden pleasure. Soon Alexei finds himself falling for her even as he battles a shadowy menace to protect her. But Sasha is no innocent. She has a past darker than she could ever admit or that Alexei could ever forgive. And it is about to explode into her life once more. Now, as the lies they tell themselves—and each other—pull them deeper into a perilous desire, what began as simple passion becomes a love certain to destroy them and end the lives of countless innocents.




Excerpt from Site:

ADULT CONTENT WARNING: 18 and Over

Fury radiated off Alexei’s body in hot waves as he forcibly ushered Sasha through a white painted door, into a spacious suite at the Palazzo Vecchietti. He kept going through the living area, past the rich plum-colored furniture, and into the bedroom. His heel connected with the door, sending it slamming shut so forcefully a painting on the wall rattled. Sasha didn’t know whether Grigoriy followed or not, her head spun with a chaotic mixture of defiance, rage, and a smidgeon of fear.

He spun on her, startling her back a step. She braced for the inevitable storm that came next. She didn’t fear he would actually hurt her. But she knew his words would wound.
For several seconds he merely stared, his angry eyes searching hers, seeking answers to questions he had yet to ask. She swallowed. Waiting. Anticipating.
Creating answers faster than she’d ever thought possible.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” He flung a thick arm sideways, indicating the wide window. “Kadir’s still out there. If I hadn’t seen you, hadn’t caught up to you, he could damn well have you stuffed in the back of some car, heading to God knows where! Dead maybe!”
She bit down on her tongue, biting back her own angry retort. Alexei took another step forward, forcing her backward in order to maintain eye contact. Quietly, logically, she answered, “Kadir doesn’t want to kill me.”

“No?” Alexei invaded her personal space again, standing so close his chest brushed against her breasts. “Just why has he been shooting at us then?”

Meeting his challenging stare, she gave into the defiance working through her bloodstream. “He’s been trying to buy me. If he wants me, he’ll take me, but he won’t kill me.”

Alexei’s eyes darkened with a deeper emotion, turning his light green gaze the color of rich jade. His jaw worked furiously, his temper barely restrained. At his thigh, one hand curled into a tight fist. “Is that what you want? To go back to silk sheets and the lustful desires of power? Did you like it there, Sasha, a slave to whatever Saeed wanted to do to you?”

She would have struck him if she’d had room to gain enough power to make an impact on his poisonous mouth. Instead, she flattened both hands against his chest and pushed. Hard. “Go to hell!”

Alexei threw off her hands by wedging his forearms between them. With lightning fast reflexes, he grabbed her wrists and thrust her backward, imprisoning her against the wall. The air sped from her lungs in a wild rush. His body pinned her in place from chest to toes. “You almost compromised my assignment, Sasha. I don’t take that fucking lightly.”

Writhing to escape his viselike hold, Sasha glared at him. “Is that what I am, Alexei? A mission? Is that what I was in Moscow? Something to be completed. Forgotten the minute you kicked me off that truck.”

The pain that flashed through his expression almost made her regret the accusation she knew was off the mark. But the need to unravel the layers he hid behind and expose the feeling he sought to keep disguised drove her onward. She held his stare, unwilling, unable to back down. “When you handed me to Amir, your job was done. Just one more girl in a chain of nameless, faceless others.”

He heaved in a deep breath and his lips pursed so tight they turned white. For a moment, she doubted her sanity in pushing him so far. He looked ready to kill.

Then, his fury cracked, giving her a full glimpse of the anguish she had suspected he suffered, but never truly witnessed. The same torment filled his hoarse whisper. “No.”

Before she could absorb his confession, his mouth crashed into hers. Nothing about his kiss was gentle. His teeth nipped hard, his tongue tangled desperately. Where his chest pressed into her breasts, she felt the shudder that rocked his body.

Alexei tore his mouth away, his lips moving toward the base of her ear as his hips sank into hers, his cock nestling in the tight space between her legs. A shock of pleasure hit her like a semi truck, and she speared her fingers into his long hair, holding on, grounding herself against the flick of his tongue, the scrape of his whiskers, the sharp edge of his teeth.

“I sent someone back.” His hand smoothed over the curve of her hip, down her thigh, drawing her leg up to his waist. He held it there as he ground his erection against her clit. “Back for Irina.” Another tremor rolled through his body and vibrated into her. “Because I fucking need this."





National Bestselling author Tori St. Claire grew up writing. Hobby quickly turned into passion, and when she discovered the world of romance as a teen, poems and short stories gave way to full length novels with sexy heroes and heroines waiting to be swept off their feet. She wrote her first romance novel at seventeen.
While that manuscript gathered dust-bunnies beneath the bed, she went on to establish herself as a contemporary, historical, and paranormal author under the pen name, Claire Ashgrove. Her writing, however, skirted a fine line between hot and steamy, and motivated by authors she admired, she pushed her boundaries and made the leap into erotica, using the darker side of human nature and on-the-edge suspense to drive grittier, sexier, stories.
Her erotic romantic suspense novels are searingly sensual experiences that unite passion with true emotion, and the all-consuming tie that binds -- love.
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Saturday, April 21, 2012

Black Opal Books: Guest Post by Jami Gray - The Kyn Kronicles


Everyone fears what hunts in the shadows—especially the monsters…

It takes a monster to hunt one, and for Raine McCord, forged in the maelstrom of magic and science, she’s the one for the job. In a world where the supernatural live in a shadowy existence with the mundane, a series of disappearances and deaths threatens the secrecy of her kind and indicates someone knows the monsters are alive and kicking.  Partnering up with the sexy and tantalizing Gavin Durand proves to be a challenge as dangerous as the prey she hunts.

When the trail points back to the foundation which warped Raine’s magic as a child, her torturous past raises its ugly head.  Gavin and Raine sift through a maze of lies, murder and betrayal to discover not only each other, but the emerging threat to them and the entire magical community.





Thank you so much for joining us today Jami. We're so excited you're here and I sooooo LOVE your book covers! H-O-T! The floor is yours...

Forging a Character…
Urban fantasy...a fantastical world of women (and men) I wouldn't want to run across in a dark alley...leather EVERYWHERE... and weapons!  Oh the weapons are just beautiful!
Creating worlds where magic is part and parcel of who you are, what you do and where you live has always intrigued me.  Even at a young age, happy ever after left me asking, "But, why? What happened to the wicked witch/evil stepmother/monster under the bed to make them so…bad?"  Most Urban Fantasy characters walk a thin line between what's considered right and what's considered wrong.  Their worlds are filled with shades of gray. They rely on handy-dandy skills such as shifting into something more feral and beautiful, or working magic that will leave you gasping for breath, or handling weapons with such precision they're poetry in motion to conquer their daily obstacles. Yet no matter how unique their worlds are, they stand apart from the crowds.


I've always loved the idea of being part of the world but being apart from the world.  Being unique, whether you're the only human in a room full of monsters, or the only monster in a room full of humans, is key to Urban Fantasy.  Otherwise, why would any of us want to read the stuff?
Yet with all the fantastic UF authors out there (and they are legion), for an incoming author you have to find that one thing that will set your kick-ass hero/heroine apart from the others. Something that will pull readers in and keep them intrigued. It’s not as easy as it sounds.
I’ve heard, many times, that the most important story piece is unique and compelling characters. Characters that will make your story memorable, letting it stand out in a reader’s memory. Okay, sounds great, but how exactly do you do that?
Creating Raine McCord, my heroine, was probably similar to forging a sword. You start with a solid piece of unshaped good quality metal. Her voice, her motivations, her end goals made up the initial piece. Yet as you put this piece to the fire over and over again, hidden flaws and missing elements are exposed. As a writer you owe your characters the respect to treat those imperfections with care and deliberation. So you pound at the weak points, alter the design through trial and error until you discover how the flaws and strengths work together. When the blade is done, the writer is left with a compelling piece of art. It may be a lethal beauty, a solid contender, or a wicked edge. Yet no matter how it turns out, it is their creation and if was forged right, won’t be like anything else out there.

Trying to maintain the balance of giving Raine a strong, lethal personality while protecting her last few remaining soft girly spots—think hiking through a swamp in four inch stiletto heels—was tricky, very, very tricky. Yet as I began to sharpen and polish her personality, she became unique because she was multi-dimensional. And maybe that’s the answer for creating unique characters—making them real in your head so they’ll stand out to your readers.
In this big, bad universe of Urban Fantasy, I’ll continue to try carving out my niche through my characters. Strong personalities with hidden flaws, who make those difficult choices—even when they seem to be utterly wrong—for the greater good, while they walk that thin gray line—I’m hoping it keeps you, my readers, intrigued enough to follow me along the twisting plots of magic and mayhem. 
Some nightmares are born of love…

Raine McCord has no problem taking down the monsters of the world, it’s one of the reasons she’s so good at her job. So playing bodyguard to Cheveyo, head Magi of the Northwest, as he consults with the Southwest Kyn should be an easy assignment. Unfortunately, simple task turns into a nightmare when Cheveyo is kidnapped and Raine is left for dead by one of the Kyn’s most feared beings, a Soul Stealer.
The Stealer’s attack leaves lasting wounds, undermining Raine’s confidence as a warrior and damaging her unruly magic. Her ability to heal her mind and spirit hinges on the one man who can touch her soul, Gavin Durand. Compelled to face the emotions raging between them, they must embrace not only their stormy relationship but their evolving magic to escape the twisted threads of murder and betrayal to find Cheveyo.

As Raine and Gavin come together and begin to unravel the complex web of secrets and hidden vendettas haunting the Southwest Kyn, they discover unsettling new truths that threaten their very existence.


Growing up on the Arizona-Mexico border, Jami Gray was adopted at the age of 14 and suddenly became the fifth eldest of 37 children. She graduated from Arizona State University with a Bachelor’s in Journalism and three minors-History, English, and Theater.  Shortly after marrying her techie-geek hubby (who moonlighted as her best friend in high school) she completed a Masters in Organizational Management from University of Phoenix Oregon.

Now, years later, she’s back in the Southwest where  she’s outnumbered in her own home by two Star Wars obsessed boys, one Star Wars obsessed husband, and an overly-friendly, 105-pound male lab.  Writing is what saves her sanity.

Shadow’s Edge: Book 1 of the Kyn Kronicles is out now and Shadow’s Soul: Book 2 of the Kyn Kronicles hits shelves Summer 2012.

You can find me at:Buy Link: www.BlackOpalBooks.com
Website: www.JamiGray.com




Friday, April 20, 2012

GFP: At The Round Table & Giveaway with Rebecca Royce - Love Beyond Sight



Welcome to Immortality and Beyond. May I offer you a beverage? 


Ooh. What is Mystic Brew?? I want some of that. Thanks for having me. 


Mystic Brew is our own witch's special blend *grins* Enjoy :)








Now that we're all settled in my lair, I'm de-bite-fully glad you stopped in.




BK:  Please tell us a little bit about your current release...
Love Beyond Sight is the fourth book in the Outsider series that I write. It is Samuel and Eden’s story. 


When Eden Roan awoke in a mental hospital, she was nearly discovered by a demon, but was rescued by a voice in her mind. The voice told her she was his but that they would never, ever meet. Now, Eden is more and more convinced that the voice is just her imagination. It can't possibly be her destined soul mate. Or can it?


Samuel Quinn was horribly disfigured by the demon when he was child. He can't stand looking at himself and doesn't want Eden to see him. Luckily, his powers allow him to hide using other's features as his own. But when Eden needs him, Samuel will have to step forward to save her even if it means showing the real him.


Can there be love without sight? Or will the demon finally have them all just where he wants them?




BK:  What inspired this particular novel/book?
Well, this is the fourth book in the series. It keeps everything moving forward in the ARC of the series.


BK:  When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?
When did I not want to be? I wrote my first book in fourth grade. But, I got serious when I was pregnant with my second son. 


BK:  How do you keep your writing different from all the others that write in this particular genre?
I don’t know. I just try to do the best I can to write well and to write interesting characters I would want to read. 


BK:  What was the hardest thing about writing this story?
Samuel has a hard time. His emotional journey was tough to write because I was so moved by it. 


BK:  What character was your favorite to write for in this story? Why?
I can’t pick between Samuel and Eden. I love writing both of them. They need each other so much and yet they are kept apart by circumstances beyond their control. 


BK:  Which was your favorite scene to write?
At one point, there is a lot of disguising going on and people pretending to be others. That was really fun to write. 


BK:  Will this become a series? If so, what inspired it to be a series?
Its actually the fourth book in an already established series.


BK:  Now for a little fun, and into your everyday life, What is a day in your life like?
I get up, I get the kids fed and to school. I come home. I write. I go back to school to pick up my 2 year old. I bring him home. Feed him. He goes down for a nap. I write. I go pick up my 4 year old. Bring him home. Go get my 6 year old. Do after school activities. Write some more. Have dinner with my husband. Put the kids to bed. And watch television and work out. Does it sound exciting? LOL


BK:  What do you like to do when you're not writing?
I like to go to Broadway shows, watch movies, and take trips.


BK:  What is one thing your readers would be most surprised to learn about you?
I’m a video game addict


BK:  What do you like to read? Who is your favorite author?
I think everything Nalini Singh writes is brilliant. 


BK:  Please tell us one piece of advice you were given as an author that you carry with you when you write?
Write every day. If you want it to be a job, treat it like a job. You can’t dabble at it. 


BK:  What is one piece of advice you can give to aspiring writers/authors?
Just write what you love. 


BK:  What are you currently working on?
A paranormal erotic short story. 


BK:  Where can readers connect with you? 
rebecca@rebeccaroyce.com 
www.rebeccaroyce.com 

In Love Beyond Sanity, Eden Roan awoke in a mental hospital, unsure of how she got there. Nearly discovered by a demon, she is rescued by a voice in her mind who saves her life by transforming her figure into something the demon doesn't want to look at.  The voice tells her she is his but that they will never, ever meet.  As time progresses, Eden becomes more and more convinced that the voice is just her imagination playing tricks on her.  It can't possibly be her destined soul mate.
Or can it?

Samuel Quinn was horribly disfigured by the demon when he was a child. He can't stand looking at himself and does not want Eden to see him. Luckily, his powers allow him to hide himself using other people's features as his own.  But when Eden needs him, Samuel will have to step forward to save her even if he can never let her see the real him.

Can there be love without sight? Or will the demon finally have them all just where he wants them?

Excerpt #1

I’m alone in the house.

Eden Roan swallowed away the lump in her throat. Why hadn’t she known everyone was leaving? Her heart rate picked up, thumping hard against her ribcage. She hadn’t been alone in six months. Not since Charma and Marina had found her, nearly comatose, locked up in a mental institution in New Jersey.

She swung around calling out into the living. “Hello? Anyone here?”

Even as she called out, she knew she need not have bothered. No one was home. She could feel the emptiness around her. Loneliness assaulted her soul and she nearly doubled over from the feeling before she pulled herself together. Wow. She was being really, really ridiculous.

It didn’t mean anything that everyone had left and no one had said goodbye. Probably, they didn’t mean to all leave. Each one must have thought someone else remained in the house. No way, no how would she be left, by herself, in their huge house on their private island in Maine.

Except that it was December and getting back and forth from the island in the middle of winter took advanced planning. They would have all have had to board the boat at the same time. Marina would have had to spell cast the water to keep it calm…

No, there was something terribly wrong. She took off at a run. Her large, sturdy feet bracing her body for the run she made down the hall. Sebastian, the demon, must have gotten to them. They were all dead. That was the only explanation.

“I’ve got your mind, Eden.” She heard the voice of the demon resonate through the halls of the too empty house. Even though she had personally never spoken with him before, she had no doubt he was who tormented her now. “I’ve killed the others and now I’ll spend eternity torturing you with just what I want you to see.”  



Giveaway:


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Good Luck!

As a teenager, Rebecca Royce would hide in her room to read her favorite romance novels when she was supposed to be doing her homework. She hopes, these days, that her parents think it was well worth it.

Rebecca is the mother of three adorable boys and is fortunate to be married to her best friend. They live in northern New Jersey and try not to freeze too badly during the winter months.

She's in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and tries to use all of these elements in her writing. She's been told she's a little bloodthirsty so she hopes that when you read her work you'll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. Rebecca loves to write series because she loves to see characters develop over time and it always makes her happy to see her favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In Rebecca Royce's world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.




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Thursday, April 19, 2012

Black Opal Books: Bonded by Crimson by Zrinka Jelic


I am delighted to be here today. My debut novel “Bonded by Crimson” has been released on January 28th, and it is available in all formats at Black Opal Books, Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble and All Romance eBooks






 Today, I’d like to blog about Dalmatian cuisine. To many connoisseurs, the white fish and crab of the Adriatic is the best in the world. That is why this coast has become a place of pilgrimage for the most sophisticated gourmets.


Those who enjoy the taste of exquisitely prepared lobster, shrimp, oyster, date shells and high quality white fish, complemented with excellent wine, will have their senses uplifted in this part of the world. Similarly enthused will be those who choose the delicious roast lamb from Cres, with its unique taste derived from salty island grass. The cheese from Pag will please the palate as much as the finest from France and the quality is equally excellent. The secret lies in the environment and special technology. It is made from ewe's milk which, during maturation, is covered with olive oil, giving it a unique aroma and flavour. Take it as a gastronomic pleasure and also a souvenir. The Mediterranean influence on the cuisine means food will often be prepared "na leso" - boiled and seasoned. This produces meals which are both tasty and light. The added advantage is you can enjoy them more often.


Rich vineyards and a special talent of the locals to please themselves and their guests result in fine wines, which are highly valued. Red wines are famous along the coast: Teran, Merlot and Cabernet in Istria, and Opolo, Plavac, Dingac, Postup further south. The renowned white wines of the coast include Malvazija, Zlahtina, Posip, Kujundzusa and Grk.


This has been but a taste of what you will experience as you become familiar with the cuisine of the Croatian islands. Each region will add some special ingredient, producing a flavour of its own, often tastier than before. Bon Appetite and Cheers!




source: http://islands.zesoi.fer.hr/appetit/appeti56.html


I’d like to leave you now with a short excerpt from my novel, the restaurant scene. 


Excerpt


The legs of the cast iron chair scraped along the hard surface as he pulled the seat out from the reserved table for two. The firm cushion caressed her back. “But you must know what the letter says.”


“Sorry, but I don’t. Fortuno says the writing makes perfect sense to those who are desperate. My guess is no one who looked at it was firm against the wall. Let’s enjoy the dinner now.”


Upbeat dinner music came through the speakers. She scanned over the veranda. Good, while the restaurant was fancy, the guests seemed to be dressed casually. She didn’t feel out of place in her low-cut, knee-length dress. The smells of local cuisine wafting from the kitchen enthralled her senses, reminding her of her hunger. A waiter lit the candle on the table and nodded to Matthias’s order of a bottle of most expensive Dubrovnik’s Malvasia vine.


Matthias took her hand in his and planted a kiss on the back. “You look nice tonight as always.”


“Thanks.” The heat rising in her cheeks made her lower her head. Would she ever get used to his compliments? She searched for another topic to ease her embarrassment. “So, which one is Fortuno? Is that him?” She nodded at a tall waiter who brought the bottle of wine to their table.


The young server popped the cork and poured a tiny amount of the golden liquid to Matthias’s glass. Matthias swirled the sample around the tumbler and drank. After swallowing, he nodded to the guy and the waiter filled her glass, then his.


“Enjoy,” he said, leaving the bottle on the table.


Matthias raised his glass. “That wasn’t Fortuno. I know you don’t drink anything alcoholic, but tonight is special.”


Their glasses clinked, and she took a sip. Sweet nectar tantalized her taste buds. Matthias certainly knew how to choose a vintage. 


“Is that him over there?” She pointed to another guy, bringing the beverage to her mouth.


“No. Be patient and you’ll see.” His wide smile melted her heart.


A tall, bald man with a blond goatee approached their table. Plates balanced on his arm. His very presence caused Kate to shiver. She rubbed her sweaty palms on her trembling knees under the table.


“Isn’t this first class service?” Matthias said with a wink at Kate. “What are you cooking tonight?” The casual tone in his voice suggested the relationship between the two men was that of old friends, not a Master and his minion.


“My best friend reserves the table for two—this I got to see.” The waiter placed the dishes in front of them. “I only cooked for you and your lovely guest.”


“But, I didn’t even see your menu.” She stared at her favourite grilled squid dish. Matthias must’ve told him. How else could this man know?


“The menu?” The man chuckled and turned to Matthias. The deep throttle in his laugh suggested she had yet to learn the rules.


“Kate, this is Fortuno.”


The man extended his hand.


“P—pleased to meet you.” Of all times, she had to stutter now. She got to meet Matthias’s friend, something of a vampire, and this was all that came to her?


“The pleasure is all mine.” Fortuno took her shaky hand and placed a soft kiss on her knuckles. His dry lips couldn’t compare to Matthias’s soft ones. Although Matthias had already acquainted her with this gesture of acknowledgment, she swallowed hard. Fortuno’s icy hand raised goose bumps all over her. She couldn’t peel her eyes away from the golden glow around his hazel pupils.
“I’ll let you two enjoy your dinner. Leave room for the desert.” Fortuno strutted through the patio and stopped to shake hands with other patrons.


A sudden shiver ran down her spine urging her to take another sip. “How many immortals are here? Besides you.”


“Two.” He answered after a short pause then refilled her glass. “Don’t worry, you’re safe.” Matthias unrolled his napkin and placed the cloth on his lap. “As long as you don’t ask Fortuno for ketchup—he doesn’t like that.” With a fork in his hand, he motion to his plate. “Our food is getting cold.”


Chewing the first mouthful, she moaned, “Fortuno can cook.”


“That, he can. Try this.” With a piece of steak speared on his fork, he extended his hand to her lips. 
She couldn’t believe her eyes. He wanted to feed her. Although the meat was a bit too rare for her liking, she closed her mouth over the cutlery and pulled the piece inside. Flavors exploded in her mouth. She might have to confiscate his dish, she decided, and she wasn’t that big on steaks.


“Good?” His voice snapped her from almost reaching ecstasy.


“I’m speechless.” Suddenly grilled squid seemed less appealing, but she returned to her own plate.






BLURB


Love isn’t in the cards for her…


After her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed. Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body? 


But when he deals the hand, all bets are off…


Six years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harboured for over three hundred years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride destroy everything worth living for?






AUTHOR’S BIO






Zrinka Jelic lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and two children. A member of the Romance Writers of America and its chapter Fantasy Futuristic &Paranormal, as well as Savvy Authors, she writes contemporary fiction—which leans toward the paranormal—and adds a pinch of history. Her characters come from all walks of life, and although she prefers red, romance comes in many colors. Given Jelic’s love for her native Croatia and the Adriatic Sea, her characters usually find themselves dealing with a fair amount of sunshine, but that’s about the only break they get. “Alas,” Jelic says, with a grin. “Some rain must fall in everyone’s life.”


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