Dog with a Bone by Hailey Edwards (Book Promotion)

Dog-with-a-Bone-200-x-300-188x300

Book Description:

Half-bloods with Thierry’s skill set are given two options. They can join the conclave’s marshal program, or they can pack their bags. Turn down the job offer, and you’ve just shredded your residency pass for the mortal realm and booked yourself a one-way ticket to Faerie.

Texas is the only home Thierry has ever known, and she’s not going anywhere. Even if it means following in her notorious father’s footsteps as a peacekeeper. But pinning on the badge opens her eyes to the fact sometimes fae need protection too, and that sometimes humans are the real monsters.

***********************************************************************************************************

Book Excerpt:

Burnt ozone tingled in my nose. I inhaled deeply, but all I scented was the coming storm. Thunder boomed overhead, rumbling through the ground under my feet. I was still hunched behind a twisted metal sculpture of a giant rooster when the first lukewarm raindrops splattered on my cheeks.

Movement on my right slammed the brakes on my heart. I squinted where I thought I glimpsed a pale blur, but the sun was too far gone and the scrapyard too dark for me to tell what it had been.

My left palm tingled with suppressed energy. My kind of magic wasn’t allowed at the marshal academy.

I had to go. Every second I stood here exposed on three sides was an opportunity to get caught. I filled my lungs until they burned then exhaled slowly, hoping for a clue. Nothing.

It’s now or never.

Shoving off the rooster’s metallic wing, I ran as fast as I could toward the tower at the center of the rusting maze. Even this far away I spotted the white flag plastered against its pole. If I could just reach it, all this ended. Done. Over. If I had that flag, I could go home. If I got there first.

That was a whole lot of ifs.

“Cadet Thackeray,” a low voice rumbled.

My pulse leapt. New plan. Forget the tower. If Shaw had my taste in his mouth, he would not let me reach it. I needed a new hiding spot now before he got close enough to use his lure on me. Once I drew in the hot scent of his skin, it was over. I was lost. His heat would snare me, and I would be his.

As if I wasn’t already.

After darting past a promising heap, I hesitated until spotting a pair of large red ears sticking up from behind the twisted carcass of what once was a desk. Mei. Best friends shared a lot of things, but their hiding place during final exam was not one of them. I left the small fox to her den and kept running.

Sliding around the corner, I left the small-parts section of the yard and headed toward the stacks of crushed vehicles and rusted-out skeletons of construction equipment. I always avoided this section and the prickly sensation it inspired on my nape. Granted, the odds of the stacks falling and crushing me to a half-blooded fae pulp were pretty slim, but I didn’t want to be the exception that proved the rule.

Mud splashed up my legs and soaked my sneakers. I paused to scent the wind, gulping a lungful of patchouli-and-bergamot-flavored air. My skin sizzled and my head whirled as I fought the urge to follow that hot fragrance to the even hotter man producing it. Bastard. He wasn’t playing fair. Incubus lures were too damn tasty, and I was already nursing one hell of a sweet tooth where my instructor was concerned.

With a frustrated growl, I wound through the automotive graveyard until I stumbled past a truck with its cab mostly intact. I crawled over an engine block to reach the door handle and gave it a tug. Water lubricated its rusty hinges, and it swung open with a soft whine. I crawled inside and sank onto the floorboard.

Five minutes to catch my breath. Then I would make a break for it. The tower wasn’t that far. I wasn’t the only prey trapped in this corrugated maze, nor was I the easiest mark out there.

I relaxed into the darkness while mentally pinpointing my location and my best exit strategy.

Scratching noises perked my ears. I tensed, ready to bolt, but heard only rain pelting the roof.

Praying I hadn’t plopped down into a mouse nest, I held still and turned my thoughts back to the quickest way to reach the tower. It was tall, built like a tree stand. Climbing it would be a piece of—

I heard it again. Claws raked over metal. Louder this time.

Lightning struck as I peered through the driver’s side window, outlining a pale, masculine shape. Cruel nails, bone white and razor sharp, traced a rivulet of water down the glass. The handle clicked. I kicked out and jammed my heel down on the stubby door lock. Through the pane, Shaw glowered.

I felt pretty smug until he speared his fingers into the seams and tore the door from its frame.

“You should have run,” he said, fingers circling my ankle and jerking me toward him.

I kicked at his fist and yanked on my leg, but he was too strong. He dragged me forward until he could reach my shirt. Gripping my collar, he pulled me upright, off the floorboard and against his chest. He trailed his nose from the shell of my ear down my throat where my neck met my shoulder.

“I did run.” I gasped as his scent enveloped me. “You’re faster than you look.”

Coarse laughter vibrated through his chest into mine. “I can be, when I see something I want.”

My smartass reply stuttered and died on my tongue.

“Speechless,” he mused, drawing back to peer into my face with eyes gone ravenous.

Tearing my gaze from his, I stared past his broad shoulders at my endgame, at the soaked flag wringing itself on the pole as winds from the summer storm buffeted the tower and ripped at its hem.

I let him think he had won, let him hold me against him until I was free of the truck and could see a clear path for my feet. While hunger turned his eyes opaque, I admit it, I played the damsel card.

Once the toes of my shoes hit dirt, Shaw sank his nails into my hips while searching me for the white handkerchief shoved deep into the rear pocket of my jeans. Once he removed it, I was “dead”. Game over. Exam failed. I shot him a regretful look then slammed the heel of my palm into his nose.

Cartilage crunched and blood streamed down his chin. Shock widened his eyes. He groped at his face on reflex, releasing his hold on me. His nails sliced furrows into his cheeks. While he was stunned, I whirled out of his reach and ran for it. I cleared three yards before his enraged roar made me jump.

“Thierry.” His voice boomed.

I wish I had said something clever, but I’m pretty sure I squeaked like a mouse with a cat hot on her tail. Incubi as a race were passionate, hotheaded. Shaw as a man was competitive, driven. Talk about your explosive combinations. Attributes that made him a great instructor also made him an apex predator.

And I was feeling hunted.

It was a new experience for me, and I didn’t like it much.

Ignoring the snarling on my heels, I pushed until my thighs screamed and my legs were rubber. I ran until the tower was in sight, and I caught a second wind. The growling behind me increased, and so did my speed. Bursting into an open area, I hesitated at the sight of my classmates huddled together.

A slender woman of Japanese descent stood nude under an umbrella covered in plump cardinals. I guess Shaw had found the fox shifter after all. Damn it. Now she would be stuck retaking the exam. The only thing more competitive than a pissy incubus was a kitsune whose 4.0 GPA had just plummeted.

“Move your scrawny ass,” Mei screamed at me. “You’re the last woman standing.”

Our classmates picked up her cries and began cheering for me. I appreciated the support, but the clapping and whistling made it impossible to hear Shaw’s approach. Looking wasn’t an option. I had to watch my footing or risk tripping. He was downwind, so I couldn’t scent him. I was running blind.

Panting through the last dozen yards, I hit the corroded ladder beneath the tower and hauled my body up toward the hatch in the center. My foot slipped off a rung and hit something. I glanced down to find Shaw squinting up at me through one eye. His other was shut tight under a muddy boot print.

Crap. I climbed faster, hands slipping on the wet metal. At the top, I groped for a latch but found nothing. I wedged my shoulder against the side opposite the hinges, took another peek at a slavering Shaw, then rammed the hatch until the lock buckled and the narrow door burst open. I swung inside, bouncing the wood off Shaw’s face as he tried to join me. I winced in sympathy. It was a pretty face.

Wood splintered and metal groaned as Shaw ripped the door from its hinges and hurled it away. There were four open slots about two feet high and six feet wide on each side of the tower. The pole was mounted in the center of the roof, so that’s where I headed. I slid through one gap, careful of my footing on the slippery tin. Grasping the pole with one hand, I used it to haul myself up the tower’s side.

“Not so fast.” Shaw wrapped his palm around my ankle.

“Knock it off,” I snarled. “You’re going to make me fall.”

His other hand clutched my upper thigh. “I’ll catch you.”

“My hero,” I grated between clenched teeth.

I tried kicking where his face should be, but he wrestled with my foot until he popped off my shoe. I wriggled until the second shoe joined the first. His fingers dug into the denim of my soaked jeans. My fingers tightened on the slick pole. Using his grip to balance me on the lip of the open window, I flung out my other arm, locking both hands around the pole and hoisting myself higher.

Shaw’s hands crept up to my hips, smoothing over my ass in his search for the pocket where my flag was kept. Two inches lower and he would win. I hated losing, so I brought my knee up hard under his jaw and braced that heel in the window, kicking up and launching myself onto the roof.

While Shaw cursed at me and threatened to bend me over his knee—kinky—I found my footing. Standing tall and proud, I snatched the limp flag from its hooks with a whoop. Glancing down at the cheering cadets, I spotted Mei’s mile-wide smile and swung my soggy prize over my head with glee.

In hindsight, the victory dance was overkill. One minute I was shaking what my momma gave me. The next I was crashing through the thin roof and toppling over the jagged edge. Shaw tried to catch me. The ground managed the job for him.

Some hero he turned out to be.

Get your copy here!

Advertisements

Cover Art Reveal – Still Life with Strings by L.H. Cosway

Today is an exciting day! Here before your very own eyes is the latest cover art reveal by author L.H. Cosway. Below are both the paperback and ebook cover art images for her newest book “Still Life With Strings”.

LHCStillLifeCover

 

LHCStillLifeCover6x9

 

Intrigued aren’t you? How could you not be, this is a work by L.H. Cosway, which means its guaranteed to be great and full of that hot romantic chemistry she is so well known for. I was fortunate enough to get a sneak peek/beta read of this book and I guarantee you it will not disappoint.

Just to tease you a bit more, here is a snippet about the book:

“My name is Jade Lennon and I stand still for money.

The night I saw Shane Arthur watching me everything changed. A man in a suit always catches my eye, but it was the way he looked at me that was different. Like he knew me or something. He didn’t know me, especially not in my costume. My sobriety rests on staying away from men, but there was something about him that made me throw caution to the wind.

After all, I was never going to see him again, right?

Wrong.

Standing still isn’t the only way I make my money. I also bartend at a concert hall. Never in my wildest dreams did I think Shane was going to show up there. Not only that, but he’s the most recent addition to the orchestra. So now on a daily basis I have to resist one of the most beautiful men I’ve ever met and he plays the violin. For me that’s one hell of a deadly cocktail.

He wants me to teach him how to live. I’m not sure how much a twenty-six year old recovering alcoholic who works in a bar and moonlights as a living statue can teach a world class concert violinist, but I’m sure going to try.

Still Life with Strings is a story of music, art, sex, magical realism, and romance that you will never forget.”

(Expected date of publication: March 24th 2014.)

In honor of this big day the author is running a rafflecopter giveaway so see below for details…

Book Review for A Kiss of Venom by Hailey Edwards (Released 2/5/2014)

AKissofVenom-432x648-200x300

 

Newly released as of today, A Kiss of Venom by Hailey Edwards is an absolute must read! Here is the description of this hot new release:

All’s fair in love and murder…

Betrayed by her lover and exiled from her clan home, Nicolette has carved herself a new identity from the heart of her old life. Hardened by grief and desperate to survive, she hones a new skill set…and the daggers that go along with it.

Armand is heir to the wealthiest clan in the Araneae Nation. His entire life is as mapped as his heritage. Tradition dictates his every decision, and the one choice he ever made for himself cost him the woman he loved.

When Nicolette is offered a contract she can’t refuse, she returns to Erania with deadly intentions. Her secrets are safe behind the façade she created. Or they would be if Armand would stop chipping at the cracks in her veneer.

One kiss ignites an old flame, and suddenly their history is in danger of repeating. Armand falls for Nicolette’s charade, but she can’t let a second chance at happiness distract her from her mission. Someone in the Araneidae nest is marked for death, and Nicolette aims to deliver.

Available now in multiple formats!

My Review:

I literally tore through the pages of this book at light speed. I could not get enough of the feisty chemistry between Armand and Nicolette. This fantasy romance promises and delivers with excitement, mystery, action, passion and more. 

From the very start of this tale, Nicolette is a woman of mystery and danger. Dropping hints like breadcrumbs, you are gradually pulled into her background tale of woe that led up to making her into the deadly assassin that she has become.

The mystery surrounding her true motivation for arriving at the Araneidae nest is cloaked in suspense that keeps you urgently reading to know more.  

Armand is immediately presented in a way that can only be described as a cocky, ladies man, but with the roguish charm that makes you want to melt into his arms. That persona is somewhat stripped away to reveal compassion, caring, and depth that makes you fall helplessly in love with him.

Their tale is hot and fiery from beginning to end, and I guarantee that after reading this book you won’t be able to rest until you have read the whole series!

Click here to read the excerpt from A Kiss of Venom!

 

 

 

Sunder! (New Book Release by Tara Brown)

sunder release photo

 

Sunder
YA Paranormal
Release Date: January 25, 2014
**Buy Links**
Smashwords –>http://bit.ly/1jtMNIr
**Blurb**
Every town has its secrets. Secrets that hold it, and the people who live there, together.

When Liv Daniels moves to Wolfville, Maine with her father, she discovers the small town has more than its fair share.

But the quaint, coastal townsfolk aren’t the only ones with secrets.

Liv has one too.

Hers is buried deep inside of her, where even she doesn’t know it exists.

But someone does, and he’s not going to give up until he breaks it free from her.

But how do you free someone from a secret they don’t know they have?
What do you do when the person you’re supposed to destroy becomes the one thing you can’t live without?

Don’t miss this suspenseful new YA romance!

“Fans of Twilight will love this story!! ~~Bookend 2 Bookend”
1011413_581683305251907_1007307445_n
TEASER –
He searched her electric blue eyes for some hint of the attraction he had seen earlier. They still glowed more than they should, but he didn’t see any of look he sought. Instead, he saw his own anger filled face and red glowing eyes.
He saw a monster.
His hands dropped to his sides, as he shook his head. “I’ll never bother you again.”
She cried, struggling with breath when she spoke, “It was you outside of my house?”
He didn’t move, frightened of what he could do to her. She was so small and fragile and he feared loving her to death.
Bravely and unexpectedly, she stepped closer for a moment, lifting his face. Black tears streamed her cheeks but she looked into his eyes hard.
It left him, the blood lust. She took it all away, like she sucked it from him instead of him sucking from her.
Her face was confusing, conflicted and scared, but there was something else he didn’t know how to read.
Delicately, she ran her hand down his cheek. “I will keep your secret and I wont forget you, not even if I wanted to.” She turned and walked from the room, turning her back on him like she trusted what she saw in his eyes.
He clenched his jaw, his whole body really. He fought the urge to follow her out into the dark night. He hated the look he had seen on her face, he never wanted to force that look again.
Instead, he stood there, vibrating with anger and self-hatred. Never should he have confessed. He should have spent the time that he had with her, waiting for the Michaels to divulge his little secret. They would have ousted themselves at the same moment, so maybe they would have forgone the explanation of the town’s secrets. But even if they had told her, at least he might have had more time with her.
A sound caught his ears, it was dripping. He looked down to see droplets of blood dripping from his clenched hands to the hard wood floors. He released his grip, turning and looking back at the portrait of his family.

Sunder

 

**Buy Links**
Smashwords –>http://bit.ly/1jtMNIr

 

New Book Release – “Savor” by Monica Murphy

Savor-mm-237x383

 

New York Times bestselling author Monica Murphy concludes her sexy Billionaire Bachelors Club series with a fiery romance that refuses to be left at the office…

Bryn James can’t take much more. Smart, sexy Matthew DeLuca is everything she wants in a man, but he’s also her boss—the youngest, hottest vineyard owner in the Napa Valley—and he doesn’t see her as anything more than his shy assistant. That’s all about to change. Armed with a hot new look and an attitude to match, Bryn is determined to catch Matt’s eye… professionalism be damned.

With his winery’s grand reopening approaching, Matt is trying to stay focused, but Bryn is suddenly making it very difficult. He’s always thought her prim demeanor effortlessly sexy, but Matt can’t deny that her transformation is jaw-dropping …and going to make it very difficult to keep his hands to himself.

But when one thing leads to another and suddenly Matt is stripping Bryn bare, he’ll be faced with the biggest risk of his career—and his heart. Can he convince her—and himself—that this might just be more than a no-strings office affair?

Excerpt

“Can you become addicted to someone’s smell?” My voice is nonchalant, my thoughts turbulent. I keep my gaze locked on the woman I’m talking about. The one I think I’m slowly becoming addicted to though my brain is screaming at me that this particular addiction is a huge mistake. Bad for me. Bad for everyone.

Ivy Emerson turns to look at me, her expression incredulous. My friend’s fiancé and the mother of his future child also happens to be one of the best interior designers in all of the Napa Valley and she’s working for me. “Who exactly are you talking about?”

Hell. I actually said that aloud? I didn’t mean to.

We’re sitting in my office, the door wide open, allowing me the perfect view of the outer lobby, where my assistant’s desk is. Bryn James. Miss James, she of the intoxicating scent that makes my head swim and my cock hard.

Also she of the bland wardrobe and quiet ways, meaning she’s not my usual type. So why the attraction? Why does her scent drive me crazy?

It makes no damn sense.

“No one in particular,” I lie with a shrug. Ivy has stopped by to go over the latest invoice for her services. Combine her astronomical costs with Archer Bancroft’s wealth and these two will end up taking over the entire world. Or they’ll just buy it all.

“You’re such a liar,” she mutters, shaking her head. “And you’re also in denial.”

“About what?” Grabbing a pen, I scribble my initials on the invoice as Ivy settles into the chair across from my desk. “Give this to Bryn and she’ll cut the check for you. Do you want it now or would you like to come by and pick it up later?”

Ivy smiles. “You’re also a classic avoider, aren’t you? Ah, men. You’re all the same.”

I frown at her, wondering what she’s referring to now. I’ve known Ivy since she was a teenager, when I became good friends with her brother Gage and her now fiancé Archer. The problem with knowing Ivy for that long is she constantly crosses professional boundaries when we work together. She has no problem telling me exactly how she feels.

Most of the time, like now, I don’t want to hear it.

“Ivy.” My voice lowers, and I glower at her, but she smiles at me as if she thinks I’m one big joke. The woman is completely oblivious. “When do you want your check?”

She waves a hand, the bracelets clasped around her wrist jangling with the movement. “Just drop it in the mail. Bryn will know what to do and where to send it. She’s so efficient, don’t you think?”

“Extremely.” I push the invoice farther across the desk, closer to where Ivy’s sitting, hoping she gets the hint. I’d like her gone, so I can get back to work. Get back to possibly researching if one really could become addicted to another’s scent. I’ve heard about pheromones before.

“She also smells amazing. I’ve asked her before what perfume she uses, but she won’t tell me. I think she wants it to be her secret.” Ivy’s grinning so widely I bet her cheeks hurt.

Damn it. Why the hell did I ask her that question anyway? It just popped out of my mouth without thought, which I’ve been prone to doing lately when I stare at Miss James for too long.

As in, I stop thinking. My brain just shuts down. All I can do is watch and imagine what she might do if I pushed her onto her desk, grabbed hold of her long, dark hair, tugged her head back and kissed her with all the pent-up intensity that’s been brewing within me since she started working for me.

Which is basically the day I first took over the winery. She came along with it. A built-in assistant, just for me. The previous owner had called her a gift.

Quite the tempting gift. One put on this earth—and right outside of my office—to make me freaking crazy with need.

All because of the way she smells.

Buy it today!

 

Shifter Seduction Book Sale!

AmiraBoxCover

**BEWARE THESE ARE EROTIC ROMANCES TARGETED FOR AN ADULT AUDIENCE ONLY**

Shifter Seduction (6 author Boxed Set presented by Amira Press)

6 Bestselling Amira Press Authors in one major bundle for a limited time only!

Defying Pack Law – Eve Langlais

Dana fled her pack and their laws to live on her terms, but the price of defiance was her happiness. Could it be that now older and wiser, she can accept the Lycan menage way of life? Or will jealousy and fear send her running again?

Surrounded by Pleasure – Mandy Harbin

Attorney Krista Owens hopes to lose some inhibition and maybe, finally, her virginity, but she doesn’t know the men she’ll be staying with are mountain lion shifters whose instinct to mate with any available woman can turn deadly, or that the moment Toby Woods sees her his feral side will stop at nothing to have her.

Juneau Heat – Tressie Lockwood

Shiya’s been chatting up Birk Rider online and agrees to meet him in face-to-face in Juneau, Alaska. When Birk suggests a threesome with her taking on him and his buddy Kotori Munro, she can’t say no to the sexy bear shifters, even if her family of hunters wants them dead.

Lycan Lover – S. K. Yule

A party turns deadly, and Karen is stalked into the dark night. Ancient lycan, Anthony, saves her, and an instant, undeniable chemistry ignites between them. But will the fire last after Karen sustains a bite from a rogue, and she finds out Anthony is something she thought only existed in horror stories?

Three Fur All – Crymsyn Hart

October has escaped her kidnappers only to run into the arms of two very sexy wolves. The more Mika and Elliot fight their growing attraction to her, the more they desire to show October a howling good time. Together they will risk everything to save the woman they love before everything explodes around them.

Theirs to Claim – LeTeisha Newton

Zelina thought she was sworn off dating–until she woke up between a naked set of twins. Rion and Quin are determined to prove that Zelina is their mate in any way they can. If that means keeping her in bed–under them, over them, or between them–so be it.

amiraboxbanner

Cover Reveal for Because of You by Maria Monteiro

I am so excited to announce the cover real for Because of You the soon to be released book by Maria Monteiro. (It is slated to be available as of September 17th. I can’t wait!) So without further ado, here is the sizzling hot cover for Because of You:

because of you reveal-1

As if the cover alone wasn’t enough to snag your attention, check out the book synopsis below:

*************************

No one ever forgets their first love.

Six years ago Austin broke Jade’s heart. On that day he went from being her best friend to the person she hates the most.

Now six years later Jade’s life has been turned upside down, the family she once knew no longer exists. Her father’s infidelity has made it hard for her to trust anyone.

That is until she reconnects with the one person she’s despised the most.

Will Austin be able to break through Jade’s wall of anger to get her to trust him again?

Or will she always see him as the boy who first broke her heart?

Together they will learn what love is really all about.

***************************

For more information, check out the following links –

Goodreads link: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17287736-because-of-you

Facebook link: https://www.facebook.com/Rebelroadbooks?ref=hl

Blog link: http://mariamonteiro.net

Twitter link: https://twitter.com/MMonteiro33