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Thursday, March 12, 2015

Author Spotlight on Tara Fox Hall and Tempest of Vengeance!



http://www.tarafoxhall.com


Blurb:

http://www.melange-books.com/coming.html
A chain of tragic events cumulating in the shattering of the magical "dream bond" between Theo and Sar turns the lovers against one another, as Ulysses attacks from all fronts, hoping to destroy Devlin for good. The return of Lash reignites the fire between he and Sar, even as he saves her daughter Elle from certain death. Finally joined under Oath, Lash, Devlin, and Sar face the storm of Ulysses's wrath, knowing it will take their combined strength and courage to save all they love from his tempest of vengeance.








Excerpt:

It was now or never.
            I said a quick prayer as I slid my hand to my belt, flipping open the blade as I yanked it free. I kneed Theo as hard as I could. He let out a cry, struggling to hold me. I stuck the knife Lash had given me into his arm, and he snarled in pain, flinching back from me, but he still had me with one hand. I bit his wrist as hard as I could, then jerked free. Theo was almost fully shifted into cougar form, but he was not only injured, he was tangled in his clothes. I ran out of the room as soon as I’d unlocked the door, and upstairs to the study, the knife still in my hand.
            Before I reached the top step I heard a throaty purr, and heard clawed feet scrabbling on the stairs as they bounded up them after me. I got into the study just in time to slam the door and lock it, hoping to God Danial hadn’t moved the gun he had kept here since the attacks by Manir more than a year ago. Because I was running to a dead end with no way out, if what Theo had told me about teleporting was true. But I’d never have made it out the front door before he was on me. I tried to teleport immediately, and nothing happened. I tried the phone to call Terian, and got only static. An extension had to be off the hook somewhere.
            Shit!
            The office door shuddered under Theo’s assault. He roared, and hit it again. Danial, however, had put this door on after the assault by Manir. The reinforced steel and oak creaked, but it held.
            I wiped the knife off on my pants and folded it up, clipping it back to my belt loop, thanking God I’d put it on tonight. Unlocked the hidden safe in the wall, I retrieved a gun and bullets from inside, swearing because it was a regular silenced gun, not an explosive bullets gun. At least the rounds were jacketed hollow points. I had just gotten the first bullet into the chamber when I heard a key in the lock.
            The door opened, and Theo stood there, nude, his blue eyes determined, a key in his hand. His arm where I cut him was still bleeding. “I’m not healing, Sarelle. You have werepoison on your blade,” he growled, advancing slowly. “That’s Lash’s knife clipped to your belt! I recognize it!”
            I trained the gun on him, holding it with both hands so it didn’t shake too much.
            “That’s a regular .38. You shoot me, you’d better hit my heart,” Theo growled. “Because you miss, and I’ll be on you in a second. This little chase you’ve led me on is over! Terian isn’t here to save you! Danial and Lash aren’t here to save you! And Devlin will be too late!”
            “You have one chance to leave,” I said in a hard voice. “Or I will shoot you, Theo.”
            Theo looked at me for a few moments, and then he lunged for me with a roar.

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Bio:

Tara Fox Hall is an OSHA-certified safety and health inspector at a metal fabrication shop in upstate New York. She received her bachelor's degree in mathematics with a double minor in chemistry and biology from Binghamton University. Her writing credits include over twenty short stories published in the nature magazines Catnip Blossoms, Meanwhile, and On The River. Her short horror stories have appeared in Deadman's Tome, Flashes in the Dark, Halloween Alliance, and Ghastly Door. She also coauthored the essay "The Allure of the Serial Killer," published in Serial Killers - Philosophy for Everyone: Being and Killing (Wiley-Blackwell, 2010). She divides her free time unequally between writing novels and short stories, chainsawing firewood, caring for stray animals of all species, sewing cat and dog beds for donation to animal shelters, and target practice.

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Saturday, December 6, 2014

Author Spotlight on Maya DeLeina and Fire and Ice, Season of the Vampire 1


http://www.mayadeleina.net
Blurb:
http://www.amazon.com/Fire-Ice-Seasons-Vampire-I-ebook/dp/B00NZLOP2U/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1412137835&sr=8-5&keywords=maya+deleina

Noel Tierney thought she’d have enough time before the predicted storm to make it to her holiday retreat, but the snow hit sooner than expected. Caught unprepared on a treacherous pass, poor visibility and icy conditions lead to a crash. She lay immobile in her vehicle, stranded in a ditch in the most remote leg of her journey.  

A faceless hero comes to her rescue and Noel has no choice but to wait out the blizzard in her rescuer’s unique cabin nestled in the woods. Everything about Grayson  James peaks her curiosity—his valor, air of mystery and most of all, undeniable attractiveness.  

For three days and nights, passions are unleashed and unexpected emotions are brought to life. When the storm breaks, Grayson vanishes into thin air, but not before revealing startling news that leaves her questioning her sanity.  

Fast forward years later and Noel is in the southernmost part of the United States. She’d come seeking solace after her husband’s tragic death, but what finds her in Key West is more than she ever anticipated.  

In the sultry summer, her unbridled winter’s ecstasy resurrects.  

And so does the Vampire.  

"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.”    

-Albert Camus 

  Excerpt:

“You don’t know me, Noel. I may look like something you’re used to, but on the inside, I-I am not a man—”

She lifted her head and sensually kissed his chin, breaking him in mid-sentence. “I know you can’t offer me anything past this. I get it. But you are a man and I want you.” She tilted her crotch upwards and spread her legs wider, giving him more access to her pussy that was wet and ready. She circled her hips slowly, rubbing her moist and swollen lips against his long, hard shaft.

“You don’t understand,” he whispered with an ache of torment in his voice. He buried his face into her neck. “You just don’t get it.”  He sucked on her flesh right where her neck met her shoulder.

“Oh!” Her eyes rolled back in her head. She shut her eyes tight, concentrating on the sensation he stirred in her body.

Most women say it’s their nipples, but for her, the most sensitive part on her body lie at the crook of her neck. A treasure-trove full of pleasure nerves, her neck proved her undoing. If a man kissed her at the right spot, with the correct amount of pressure, she could be sent over the edge. And with his performance, Grayson delivered her right to the gates of heaven.

“I can come with you just worshiping my neck,” she whispered seductively in his ear.

He continued devouring her flesh. He caught her muscle in his teeth and bit down.

“Jesus!” she yelped in surprise.

A burst of iciness shot through her muscles. The burn traveled all through her shoulders, down to her fingers. Another trail went into action, extending up past her neck and wrapping around her skull like a glove.

No pain existed.

A new sensation emerged.

The cold turned to heat, soothing her down to her bones. All the tension she held in her neck and shoulders since the accident faded.

And then that unmistakable feeling rolled in.

“I’m gonna come!”

She hadn’t a clue what he was doing or why he obsessed with kissing her neck.

She simply said a silent thank you for whatever magic spell he performed on her.  

He remained planted at her neck while his hand positioned his cock at her opening. She continued riding the waves of pleasure when he entered her. He released her neck and focused his eyes on her body. Hunger burned in his stare.

“Take me,” she begged.

He huffed and wrapped his hands around her waist. He kneeled back and tilted her pelvis up as he thrust into her.

She gasped at the angle of his entry.

He speared her with his luscious cock over and over again, slow in his rhythm, but steady and deep in his penetration. He fit snuggly inside of her, stretching her just to a point that transformed the woman inside of her to an animal. “Yes, do everything to me. I’m all yours.”


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About Maya DeLeina:



Maya DeLeina is a multi-published Erotic Vampire Romance Author  with Siren , Evernight and Ellora’s Cave Publishing.  Her current series includes Ambrose Heights Vampires, My Naughty Vampire and Vampire Architects.



Not only does Maya have theatrical book trailers that bring her vampires to life, all of her vampires were featured in Singer/Songwriter Jill Cohn's music video "Blessing Moon".

Visit Maya DeLeina Online:  

Website- http://www.mayadeleina.net/  
YouTube Channel- https://www.youtube.com/user/mayadeleina  
Twitter- https://twitter.com/vampauthormaya  
Facebook- https://www.facebook.com/maya.deleina 
Fan Page Facebook-https://www.facebook.com/EroticVampireAuthor  
Goodreads- https://www.goodreads.com/author/dashboard

 
 
 
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Sunday, April 20, 2014

Book Trailer Spotlight for Maya DeLeina







Author Bio:





Maya DeLeina was born and raised on the beautiful and romantic beaches of Oahu, Hawaii. Relocating to Colorado, Maya’s crystal blue oceans and powdery white sands were traded for enchanting forests, mystic mountains and golden plains of promise.

Living just on the outskirts of Manitou Springs, the town’s history of spiritual healing, eclectic flare, fabled underground tunnels and rumored lore of wizardry and witchcraft rekindled Maya’s love for the paranormal, metaphysical and most of all, vampires.

One bite and she was hooked.

With a hint of incense lofting in the air and the majestic Pikes Peak sitting in picture perfect view from her windows, Maya can be found relaxing in the recesses of her comfy couch, sinking her teeth into crafting and weaving seducing and erotic tales of vampires that may or may not roam her beloved town.
 One read and you’ll be hooked!

Blurb for Tis the Season for Seduction, A Winter’s Exstasy by Maya DeLeina


During a blizzard, Noel finds refuge with Grayson at his cabin. As temptation builds her self-control begins to unravel. Grayson unleashes her passion, but one question plagues her. Why there are no mirrors in Grayson’s cabin?



Excerpt:

The snow had intensified in a matter of minutes. The further she traveled, more and more accumulation piled along the road. She eased her foot slightly from the gas pedal and engaged the snow button on the control panel of the SUV.

The vehicle responded immediately, feeling sluggish under her control but grabbing the ground more to her liking.

http://www.amazon.com/Tis-Season-Seduction-Maya-DeLeina-ebook/dp/B00H5T69NG
She fumbled with wiper controls, searching for the perfect intervals. Back and forth the wipers crossed the windshield at varying speeds until she settled on particular setting. With one clean swipe, the fury of the snow unleashed. Relentless and powerful, it consumed the visibility and left her in a state of fright.

“Fuck!”  

Her eyes scanned the landscape.

To her right stood the carved mountain terrain covered in white. To her left, a sheer drop off into the canyon below. An unconvincing guardrail stood, covered in snow and ice, lining the edge of the road. From the corner of her eye, a portion of the bright blue scenic point road sign peeked through the thickness of the snow buildup.

The scenic point meant she was at the top of the pass.

“Here  we  go.”  She  took a deep breath in and slowly released it. The steep downhill journey would lead her straight to her cottage in the woods.

All  in  all,  she’d  wished  for  a  white  Christmas.  The  sparkling  snow  on  the pine trees,  the  endless rolling hills against the backdrop  of  the  majestic  mountain  range was  what  she’d  pictured for her winter getaway.


But that was from the comforts of her stone cottage.

Driving in it was an entirely different story.
 






Teaser Blurb for Dark Companion by Maya DeLeina:

“I’ve always wondered about the afterlife. Now I know.”

Isla Joseph
Dark Companion
The Vampire Architects Series







Where to Find Maya Online:

Maya’s  Website

Sexy Vampires Brought to Life on Maya’s YouTube Channel.

Maya’s books on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iTunes and Bookstrand.

Maya’s Week in Review newspaper

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