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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.

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:

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Lost Paradise, Promise Me Series Book #8, is OUT!

Blurb: While the vampire Devlin rejoices at news of his impending progeny with Sar, werecougar Theo braces for more challenges to his Ranked title, content that after Sarelle has the dhamphir child Devlin will be out of their lives forever. Yet when The Lust reappears, Sar’s world again turns upside down as old hatreds make themselves known, resulting in a steamy affair with the weresnake Lash, a new friendship with the werecoyote Serena, and the severing of Sar from the last remains of her old human life in favor of a new Paradise with Devlin.

Excerpt: Devlin skimmed the papers, then slowly looked down at me. “Is he sure?” he said joyously. “There’s no mistake?”
“Yes,” I said happily. “You’re going to be a father.”

Devlin hugged me tightly, then lifted me in the air as he whirled me around a few times, laughing, smiling radiantly.

“Congratulations,” Lash said, giving him a wide smile.
 Devlin hugged him fiercely.
“We have to celebrate,” Devlin said, turning from Lash to me.
“Let’s go out!”
“Davy’s?” Lash suggested.

Devlin looked at him, then said carefully, “Do you mind?”

“Cin has left the state,” Lash said with a shrug. “I don’t mind.”
I
I looked at the floor uncomfortably. Cin had been a weresnake waitress at Davy’s, and Lash’s lover. Their breakup had been precipitated by his one liaison with me, which had led to his discovery of Cin’s unfaithfulness to him through sordid means that had affected me. He and I had never talked of it, after his apology...
Don’t think about that.
“Davy’s it is.” Devlin turned back to me. “Does Danial know?”
I forced a smile. “You’re the first to know,” I said warmly, hugging him again. “I came straight here from Dr. Camlyn’s. No one else knows except Serena and Lash.”
“Good!” Devlin shouted with glee. “I want to be the one to tell him.” He pulled me close, then lovingly sang, “Here is all I need!”
“A book of verses underneath the bough,

A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and Thou,

Beside me singing in the Wilderness,

Oh, such a Wilderness would be Paradise enow!”

I gave him a giddy smile, happy that he was so happy. “Your own creation, Dev?”

He shook his head. “From the Rubaiyat.” He offered his arm. “Come, Sar.This night will be filled with many songs, all of them in your honor.”


Buy Links:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Paradise-Promise-Tara-Hall-ebook/dp/B00J88AJDS/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Lost-Paradise-Promise-Tara-Hall-ebook/dp/B00J88AJDS/
Melange Books (PDF and HTML): http://www.melange-books.com/authors/tarafoxhall/lostparadise.html
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/421264
Lulu (print copies): http://www.lulu.com/shop/tara-fox-hall/lost-paradise/paperback/product-21541276.html

Inspiration for Remember The Stars by Natalie-Nicole Bates

Inspiration for Remember The Stars

By Natalie-Nicole Bates

Purgatory. Limbo. The first circle of Hell.

There are a lot of names to describe it, a lot of definitions to cover it. But is there such a thing as a place where people go after they die that lies between Heaven and Hell?

In Remember The Stars, hero Remy Moreland finds himself trapped in a bleak, scary world that although resembles the world he once knew, tends to be unpredictable and torment him relentlessly with visions of what might have been.

Remy is an imperfect man.

He put himself into situations that endangered himself and others. He aggravated family members because he refused to conform to their way of thinking. Finally, he did the unthinkable and landed in this mysterious and often frightening world. A see-saw, so to speak, where he teeters in the center, ready to tip into one world or another.

But one night a Leah Rhodes is literally dropped into his world. Be her an angel or demon or simply an ordinary woman caught up in extraordinary circumstances like himself—Remy is unsure. And this uncertainty is another part of his world.

Is Leah the way out or the way further in?

This ‘state’ of ‘ungrace’ has often fascinated me. Remember The Stars presents the reader with my interpretation of this place between Heaven and Hell, between life and death, light and dark. Will Remy and Leah find their own heaven? Read Remember The Stars, available now from Books To Go Now, to find out.

*All photos are the property of Natalie-Nicole Bates-Not for reuse*

Blurb:

For Leah Rhodes, life as she knows it has just changed forever.

Waking in a gutter in the dark surroundings of her distant past, a familiar man stands out in her confusion.
But Remy Moreland has been dead for years.

It soon becomes apparent to Leah that both she and Remy are trapped in a hell of their own making. 
Can one night together not only lead to the way out, but to love as well?


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Excerpt:

“Remy,” she said his name. Where did she know that name from? It wasn’t common. Think, Leah, think. Then it hit her—hard.
She remembered exactly who Remy Moreland was.
He was in the newspaper years earlier. Her mother had shown her a copy. Remy Moreland was involved in a fatal street race. His Porsche had been split in two, killing him and a young woman in another car.
Remy Moreland was dead.
But if he was dead, what was he doing here, alive, and with her?
Sweat broke out on the back of her neck and her vision clouded. This was someone’s idea of an evil, evil joke. She had to get out. She had to find her way home.
Standing, she grabbed the edge of the deck for support. “I have to get out of here,” she mumbled and stumbled her way around the desk.
He grabbed her around the waist. “You can’t go back out there. It’s dangerous.”
She sunk her open palms against his chest and struggled to get out of his grip. “Get off of me, you malevolent freak! You’re dead! You’ve been dead for years!” she blurted.
Immediately, he let go and jumped back from her as if he had been stung.
“What are you talking about? He demanded.
She backed away, ready to make a run for the front door. But the confused mix of anger and disbelief in his contorted expression stopped her.
How could he not know he was dead?
“It was years ago, Remy. You had an accident. It was in the newspaper.”
He tilted his head, his blue eyes huge. “Do I look dead to you?”
Well, he was pale, his blue eyes ethereal. She hesitated, and then spoke. “Now that you mention it…”
“You bitch!” he snapped.
The force of his voice caused her to flinch and she raised her fingers to her throbbing temples. All she wanted at that moment was to get out of this man’s sight and find her way home.
“I’m not dead,” he stated ominously.
“Okay, you’re not dead,” she conceded as she rubbed circles on her temples.
He took a step closer. “As a matter of fact, right now I am languishing across town in a nursing home. I eat through a tube in my belly and piss into a catheter bag. I remain nothing but an emaciated, contorted version of the man I once was.”
She closed her eyes. This can’t be happening, this can’t be happening. None of this was real.
When she opened her eyes, he was in front of her, a macabre grin creasing his handsome features. He lifted a brow. “So, what did you do?”
“Do? What are you talking about?”
“To get here. You know my situation, so what’s yours?”
He wasn’t making any sense. She turned away from him, left the office and began to walk the long hallway to the front door, but he followed her closely.
“Let me guess,” he provoked. “You look like a murder-suicide kind of girl. You’re not wearing a wedding ring, so I’m assuming you shot your boyfriend in the head and then offed yourself in some spectacular way—like jumping off a balcony and splattering on the ground. How could you have known you would wind up here?” he chuckled unpleasantly.
She stopped cold. How could he say such a horrible thing? She turned back to him only to find him mere inches from her. “You’re horrible. You don’t even know me, but you’ve resorted to participating in some sort of evil joke on me. I just want to go home…or wake up.”
“Your life as you know it is over, Leah.”
“What are saying, Remy? That I’m dead?”
“You’re not dead…not quite. This is limbo…purgatory…the first circle of Hell. The most wretched place on earth where you are sent to atone for your sins.”

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