Cream…by Zenobia Renquist

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           Zenobia will be awarding a $25 Starbucks GC to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.  I   will  add a swag packet, so talk to my talented guest.

BLURB:

She’s entered a world where blood, sex, and cash rules everything around her.

What do a four hundred-year-old vampire and a mid-level necromancer have in common? Money. Jeliyah needs it to pay off the people who trained her and Teaghan enjoys killing to get it. Together they hunt rogue vampires—assuming Teaghan can focus on something other than getting her in bed and Jeliyah doesn’t put a bullet in him first.

The uneasy partnership promises to be lucrative until Teaghan and Jeliyah get on the wrong side of a feud. Jeliyah is forced to use forbidden magic and finds herself bound to a man she should hate—but whom she can’t stop fantasizing about.

Every second they stay alive fuels a growing desire Jeliyah is unwilling to deny. Is it the magic? The danger? The only way to get the answers she craves is to outrun the enemy or kill them. She knows Teaghan’s preference but it’s Jeliyah who must put their mind-blowing sex aside and make the choice that will decide both their fates.

EXCERPT:

Teaghan kicked the room door shut behind him and then laid her on the nearest bed. “At least this time you’re not glowing. Let’s not make a habit of this.”

“I feel the same.”

“Then again…” His gaze wandered to her breasts.

Images of Teaghan running his hands over her breasts and teasing her nipples entered her mind. She reared up and smacked him at the same time she brought her other arm up to guard her chest.

Teaghan didn’t react except to grin at her. “You’re flushed, necromancer. Your heart rate jumped too. My little idea get you all hot and bothered?”

She glared at him.

“How about this one?”

A mental picture of Teaghan yanking off her panties so he could run his tongue over her clit invaded her mind. The detail was so vivid Jeliyah felt her pussy twitch in anticipation. Damn the man and this stupid mental connection. It might be one way, but she had access to his thoughts and now he wasn’t trying to hide them. “You can’t do that without an invitation.”

“So invite me.”

“Shouldn’t you be going to sleep? The sun is up.”

“Sun’s got nothing to do with me.” He moved closer, planting his hands on either side of her legs and leaning into her. “Invite me.”

Jeliyah scooted back off the bed and away from him. Once on her feet, she said, “Don’t get all cocky just because I took some of your blood, vampire. I told you that was a one-time thing and not to get ideas.”

“Yeah, I heard you but,” he hopped the bed and crowded her against the wall, “here’s the thing. You could have gotten the same results by asking me to open a vein. A simple prick to the finger for a few drops of blood would have sufficed. You kissed me, necromancer.”

“It was a split-second decision. Back off.” She clutched the necrome at her throat and said, “Shield.”

Teaghan laughed as the shield expanded to include him. “Forget something important, did you? Your necromes recognize me now. I’m not a threat.”

Shit. She’d forgotten one of the major side effects of Recognize. Her necromes—and any others made from her blood—no longer worked against Teaghan. There was no way to deactivate Recognize either, just like an invitation once given.

She shoved at his chest but he kept leaning forward until his lips were close to hers.

He said, “Let’s talk about that kiss.”

“It was spur of the moment. It meant nothing.”

“Care to test that theory?”

“You can’t. I haven’t invited you.”

“Kissing is the one thing I don’t need an invitation to do.” He pushed his lips against hers as he forced her hands over her head and pressed his body closer.

Jeliyah couldn’t turn from the kiss, though she tried. This wasn’t fair. Vampires needed permission to enter a person’s body. Why didn’t that extend to kissing? And why was she giving in to his kiss?

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Zenobia Renquist lives in her imagination. When not traveling through her fantasy worlds, she can be found in Hawaii living with her husband and two cats.

She is an Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, which means she’s accustomed to travel and does it whenever possible (so long as she doesn’t have to fly). Her favorite pastime is torturing her characters on their way to happily-ever-after for the enjoyment of her readers.

On the few occasions her muse flees the scene of the crime, Zenobia likes to read (comics, manga, and romance), go to the movies, play a few levels of whichever puzzle game has hijacked her interest or experiment with a new chain maille weave.

website – http://zenobiarenquist.com
blog – http://blog.dreneebagby.com
FB – https://www.facebook.com/Author.DRBagby.ZRenquist
Twitter – http://www.twitter.com/zenobiarenquist

Buy Links:

Ellora’s Cave: http://www.ellorascave.com/cream.html

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Interviewing Author Linda Nightingale…

1.    For those who may not know, will you tell us a bit about yourself?

I began writing just after the invention of the wheel—seriously in about 1992 and started on a long journey to publication.  One Christmas, I stripped the tree of its decorations (a silk tree) and left it up all year, decorating it instead with rejection letters.

Now, I live in Texas, don’t have horses and have a piano I can’t play (more on this in another question).  I’m very into sports cars and love my black-on-black convertible.

2.  Will you tell us about your newest release and provide an excerpt?

Gemini Rising is a book about forbidden love.  The tag line is:  Forbidden Love…one man, one woman—one heart, one soul—only together can they be complete.

3.  If your book was turned into a movie, who would you want to play your protagonists?  Johnny Depp could play Alain (Johnny can play anyone!! Did you see him in The Libertine?) and maybe Cameron Diaz could be Alina.

4.  What are three quirky facts about you that no one would know or assume otherwise?

In 2008, I jumped into Z3PO (my roadster) and drove 1600 miles in a caravan of Z3’s and Z4’s to Greenville, South Carolina for the last Homecoming (an event welcoming the sports cars manufactured in Greenville back to the plant with many parties I might add).  My aunt flew from Greenville to drive back with me.

I own a baby grand piano I can’t play (my mom gave me piano lessons but I wanted a horse so I learned to play by the finger numbers.  The piano was sold, and I got my first horse.)  Now I wish I could play!  But at least it has a PianoDisc player.

I love licorice and Pellegrino.  I drink bottles of the stuff while I’m writing.  I also eat licorice while I write.  Not at the same time as the Pellegrino.

My male friend and I often drink Mimosas early on a Sunday morning for breakfast (w/o the brunch!)

5.  What wisdom about writing do you wish you could share with fledgling writers?  Don’t try to write for the market. Write each book for yourself—as if it were the book of your heart.  Love your characters.  Accept advice from professionals but don’t lose your voice.

6.  What do you have in store for readers next?  In July, Double Dragon Publishing is releasing Sinners’ Opera starring Morgan D’Arcy, concert pianist, English lord…and vampire.

7.  Where can people find you?

http://lindanightingale.com

http://lindanightingale.wordpress.com

Gemini Rising is available in print and ebook from Amazon or from Double Dragon Publishing.

http://www.double-dragon-ebooks.com/single.php?ISBN=1-55404-978-4

http://www.amazon.com/Gemini-Rising-ebook/dp/B0088E2MJ2/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1368092105&sr=8-7&keywords=Gemini+Rising

Book Trailer:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nt3kpBHhc0o

EXCERPT:

Alain tucked the in-flight magazine into the seat pocket and gazed out the scratched window of the 747.  Distance vanished on clouds fleeing beneath the silver wings, carrying him from a dark-eyed beauty to a fair-haired princess locked in an island castle.  From one life in the sun to a score of problems.

Someone was going to get hurt.

Already he hurt—a low throbbing like a toothache.  If he returned to Portugal, Alina would be devastated.  His father would disown him.  If he picked up his discarded heritage, a part of him would die and Maritza would grieve.  For a time.  He wasn’t vain enough to think the black-haired beauty would die without him.

The choice lay in his hands.

Damn life got complicated when he tried to declare independence from The Keep.  He shifted his long legs cramped beneath the airline seat.  He preferred not to think, but fragments of memory plagued the corners of his eyes.

A vivid picture of Alina supplanted images of recent days drenched white-hot by a Portuguese sun.  His twin’s presence was more corporeal than the woman sitting to his left.  Welcome or not, Alina was there inside him, the mere thought of her a compulsion.  He sensed her anticipation mounting as the miles melted.  Excitement tingled over him.  In self defense, he grasped at a memory of riding the splendid Lusitano stallions.  As he pictured Maritza framed in an arbor of roses, his heart dived.

 

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Toni V. Sweeney writes ORIGINAL! Check out the Sinbad Series

Today, I’m interviewing Toni Sweeney, a multi-published author in many different genres.  Welcome, kick off your shoes and stay awhile!

What is your greatest temptation:

Wow, we’re starting off with the nitty and the gritty, aren’t we?  O-k-a-a-y.

In men:  Some big, handsome Viking type, but with better manners and definitely no swordplay in the house!

In food:  Oh, this li’l Southerner has to have her boiled peanuts, as well as her barbecued ribs! Don’t let me get within a mile of a good plate of spare ribs and French fries.

In clothes:  I like wearing dresses and anything silky and flowing.

What is your greatest weakness (example: buying shoes)?

Books…BOOKS…BOOKS!!! I must have over 500.  I’m the Imelda Marcos of the Reader World. Nowadays I have e-books, of course, but I can remember a time when I’d scrape together my change to buy a book.

If you could have any kind of car, what would it be?

I’d like a metallic flake crimson Jaguar convertible with the Leaper on the hood. Second choice would be an MG “Baby” if there were one around.

Your dream home – mountains or ocean?

Mountains…with a river running through it.

What inspired you to become a writer?

Nothing inspired me. I was born this way and I admitted it at the age of 6 when I penned my first “novel,” an epic graphic novel about a safari to Africa.

Do you have a daily writing routine?  If so, please share.

Wake up…attack the keyboard…type until brain exhausted…go to sleep.

What is your favorite book?

I’ve read so many…Dracula always stands out, as does Gone with the Wind…and if those aren’t two diametrically opposed ones, I don’t know what are!

What is your favorite movie?

There again, there are so many.  I can narrow it down to some I’ve watched over and over. Does that count?  Those would be The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Phantom of the Opera, Phantom of the Paradise, Babe and any of the old “Road” movies with Bing Crosby and Bob Hope.  (Yes, I know, another motley crew.)

In your books, who is your favorite hero and please introduce him?

Ahem…Ladies, Gentlemen, and Readers everywhere, may I present to you His Lordship, the Kh’ta and Prime Pride-chief of Khurda Province, Felida planet…Andrew Malcolm McAllister. Some of you in Federation law enforcement may know him also as Sinbad sh’en Singh, #12 on the Federation’s Most Waned List, but, as he’ll be quick to remind you, you can’t touch him now because your own government, in its all-mighty omniscient wisdom has made his smuggling operation a legitimate business enterprise. Sinbad himself is still shaking his head over that one, but…since it keeps him from being a criminal and makes his wife happy andpays for the kids’ educations, he doesn’t complain too loudly.

Who is your favorite heroine and please introduce her?

Also…I’d like you to meet Andrea Talltrees McAllister sh’en Singh, wife to Sinbad. Andi’s a Terran, an adopted Navajo, and it’s a wonder she and Sin ever got together since he hates Terrans with a passion almost matching that with which he loves her. She’s feisty, outspoken, and takes no guff from a man who’s not only a foot and a half taller than she is but also outweighs her by more than 200 pounds….and he enjoys every minute of their “disagreements.” Andi’s only complaint about her hubby?  Probably the fact that he’s just hit his “Prime” so though they’re both past middle age now, she seems to behaving a lot of babies.

Do you write better in your hero’s or your heroine’s POV?

I dunno.  I feel I do pretty good in both.

What do you have out now?  Excerpt, blurb, book trailers

My latest novel is Sinbad’s War, Book 5 in The Adventures of Sinbad. It was released last week.

BLURB:

Sinbad sh’en Singh, smuggler-turned-shipping magnate, has become quite the family man, knee-deep in sons, grandchildren, nieces and nephews, complacent in his quiet but profitable life—and then a Federation emissary arrives, announcing the Fed is once more at war, and he’s been sent to obtain sh’en Singh Shipping’s Darters for its nearly destroyed fleet.

Not surprisingly, he’s refused, until Felida itself is attacked and there are casualties in Sin’s own family, among them his beloved Andi and new daughter Milagra.  Enlisting in the Air Guard, Sinbad and his sons find themselves in the war, scattered throughout the galaxy, and facing challenges some of them never expected.

The whole universe is about to discover there is nothing quite so dangerous as a Felidan who’s lost his mate.

EXCERPT:

“I don’t want to seem rude but I’ve a business to run, and I’d appreciate it if you’d state your purpose in being here so I can get back to it.”  Sin stared at Nils expectantly.

Nils stared back.

“Well?”  There was a hint of impatience in the deep voice.

“I-I’m sorry, but I was told you were paraplegic,” the young officer began and he nearly shook his head as he realized the statement came out sounding like an accusation.  His assignment had seemed so easy.  Just go to Felida, talk to the invalid owner of sh’en Singh Shipping, an old man partially paralyzed, dazzle him with Federation authority.  Already it was getting complicated.  “Y-you are Andrew Malcom McAllister…Sinbad sh’en Singh?”

“I am,” Sin answered just a little brusquely.  “And all that moving around you just saw is merely the work of a very finely-tuned micro-computer implant.”
For another minute, Nils stood staring before abruptly bursting into explanation.  “I-I’m going to get right to the point, Mr. McAllis…uh…sh’en Singh…sir.”

“I’m waiting.” Sin didn’t hide his sarcasm.

“Terra’s at war.”

“Am I supposed to be surprised?  What else is new?”  Sin shrugged.  “And who’s the unlucky aggressor this time?”

“A planet called Severan.”  Nils ignored his sarcasm.

“Never heard of it.”

“Not many people have.  It’s a small world in the Drexus Cluster.  A petty bunch of blackbirders barely surviving in the slave trade until about fifty years ago, when a dissident faction overthrew the emperor and set about establishing a military-controlled planet.”  Without permission,  Nils sat down, sounding more certain of himself.   Then, he realized now he had to look up at Sin even more and regretted his decision.  “They’ve been slowly overrunning and subduing the weaker planets in the Cluster, attacking, pillaging, carrying off the inhabitants into slavery, stuff like that.”  He said it offhandedly, making it sound like every-day acts.

“And they’ve been stupid enough to attack Terra?  I doubt Earth attacked them,” Sin went on before Nils could answer. “Tell me, has there ever been a conflict in which the Earth was the agressor?  Still, fifty years isn’t long enough to get the military power to attack a planet that size.”

“That’s what the Federation thought when it was told a fleet of Severani warships were headed toward Terra, but it seems they were wrong.”  Nils shook his head.  He got to his feet again.  “

“Damn.”  Sin breathed the word. “I never thought I’d hear anyone say that.  But they retaliated?”

“Of course, what else could they do?”

“Of course.”  Once more that ironic tone.

“This is all very interesting, Captain Van Lewen.”  Sin went around the desk, dropping into the chair behind it. His hair fell over his shoulder again and he pushed it back, frowning at the look of wonder still lingering in the young man’s eyes.  “But what exactly does it have to do with me and mine?”

“The Fed’s sending officers like myself to all members of the Federation, setting up enlistment stations.”

“I see.”  The two words weren’t encouraging.

“We’re going to need all the man-power we can get for this one.  If we don’t get volunteers, we’ll have to start inductions, a-and they don’t want to do that.  We haven’t had a Draft in three hundred years, and quite frankly, with so many worlds involved, I doubt it could be effectively enforced.”

“Why come to me?”  Sin spread his hands questioningly.  “I’m just a humble merchant.  You should be talking to the Emperor.”

“I have, sir, or at least his representative.  Before I landed.  His Excellency has given his permission but told me since Khurda, as the largest Pride on Felida, was chosen as the site, I had to get the Prime Pride Chief’s permission also.  You’re anything but a humble merchant, sir.” And you damn well know it, too. Nils thought.  That slight smile said so. “So, here I am.”

He stopped, waiting.

“Hmmm.”  Sin didn’t answer, studying the young Terran intently over the tent of his fingers, while Nils attempted to stand still and not fidget under that cold green stare which made him feel like a schoolboy called to the headmaster’s office.  He couldn’t know Sin was thinking:  Now that’s true irony.  The Fed which caused my parents’ deaths, forced me to become a criminal, and declared my entire planet a world filled with non-humans, is now coming to me for help.

 Where can we find you?  (Social media, web site, etc.)

Goodreads: http://http://www.goodreads.com/search?utf8=%E2%9C%93&query=Toni+V+Sweeney
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First review is in for On Wings of Desire

I came home from a fun weekend in San Antonio to discover the first review for Wings on Amazon. I am thrilled! And to celebrate, I am giving away a copy of Wings to one commenter on this post. While you are here, please visit my other book pages.

On Wings of Desire-By Bianca Swan April 5, 2013

By Dana Dye

A thrilling and erotic post-apocalyptic tale. Sizzling from page one to page end. Angels and demons gear up for the ultimate showdown and caught in the crosshairs are Gloria, the human whose been seeking an angel and new lover, and Seph the demon who can’t quite fit in to hell’s standards.

Its their journey of discovery and love in the face of death…for all mankind.

Thoroughly enjoyed the story and there was never a dull word much less page. Also wonder if this might not be the start to a fresh new series.

Highly recommend On Wings of Desire.

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On Wings of Desire

I am so thrilled with my cover for Wings that I’m posting it again.  The very talented Elise Trissel, daughter of the very talented author BethTrissel, designed this beautiful cover.  I’m waiting for a review on Wings to have a book video done.  Then I plan to begin writing another.  My muse is still on vacation in Belize, so I suppose that story will have to wait for a few days.  In the meantime, I’d like to get the word out that On Wings of Desire is now available in both print and ebook.  http://www.double-dragon-ebooks.com/single.php?ISBN=1-77115-070-X  Please take a look at the Wing page here on the blog for a blurb and excerpt.

Happy Easter!!

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XOXO Spring is in the air Blog/PRIZES hop

WIN!!!

Join the HOP!! http://sensuouspromos.blogspot.com for PRIZES~~~

I had too much to say about why I like Spring.  I hope you will embrace my latest creation, the reason I stay at home when others are flirting, dancing, cavorting, having sex and celebrating spring.  Oh, and driving with the top down!!  I do all those things, but my books figure strongly in my life.  If only I could find one of my heroes, his life would be in danger.

On Wings of Desire short excerpt on Spring from my Seph’s and Gloria’s POV:

He eased her legs to their flowery bed.  Her inner muscles still sucked at his cock.  She stroked the firm ass tucked between her knees, snuggled her face in the blanket of softness spread over them.  The stream whispered its song.  The scent of honeysuckle was so strong she could taste the sweetness.  A dove cooed, answered by its mate.  The earth beneath her smelled rich and dark, warm to her back.  Sated and secure beneath her angel’s wing, Gloria dozed.  She couldn’t believe she’d told him she loved him, couldn’t believe it was true.

Seph lowered his head, flared his majestic wings and kissed her breasts.  His cock hardened, sliding in her juices.  He was definitely up for another go.

The muscles in his butt tightened as he plumbed her depths.  “Gloria, ah, Gloria, see what you do to me.” He nuzzled her neck. “I want more.”

The first deep thrust hurt.  Gloria gasped, sucking his hair into her mouth.  She wound the strands around her tongue, tasting his unique scent.  With a will of its own, her body lifted and fell as he drove hard and fast, alternated slow and deep.  Smothering her moans with kisses, he drew out, plunged into her again.  He probed her passage, his swollen cock striking the trigger that had driven her wild the first time they fucked.  The need scorching her veins focused between her legs.  She stroked the downy feathers of his under wing, and he whispered kisses on her neck.  Rapture blazed through her.  She climaxed on a high-pitched scream that resonated through the trees.  His shaft pulsed in the swell of her orgasm.  He punched deep and came in her pulsing canal.  Seph eased off her, and even though she shivered in the afterglow, she felt empty.  He flipped her on her side, cuddling to her back.  One wing spread behind him, the other covered them in a blanket of softness.  She snuggled against him, and he spooned around her.

Seph’s lips brushed her neck.  “Sleep.  I’ll wake you when it’s time to go.  We have a couple of hours yet.”

Gloria sighed.  “I’m satiated.  Are you?”

On Wings of Desire is available in Ebook on Amazon.  http://www.amazon.com/On-Wings-Of-Desire-ebook/dp/B00BQYUJY6/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&qid=1363744966&sr=8-5&keywords=bianca+swan

Don’t be confused by the cover.  Same novel!!

Available in Ebook and print on the Double Dragon Website at:  http://www.double-dragon-ebooks.com/single.php?ISBN=1-77115-070-X   Read the first chapter!!

Keep hopping for great prizes including the grand prize:  An eBook prize package including from XOXO Publishing’s authors

I’m giving away a Hot Spanish Nighs coffee mug with the beautiful cover and a swag packet, including pen, autographed cover flats and download of Celestial Sin.

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On Wings of Desire Released Yesterday

I’m delighted to announce that Carnal Desires Publishing, a division of Double Dragon Publishing, released my erotic romance about a demon who looks like an angel.  The first chapter is available to read at: http://www.double-dragon-ebooks.com/single.php?ISBN=1-77115-070-X   I need to get a book video made and find some blogs!  I really like Carnal Desires’ tag line:  Sophisticated Erotic Literature.  Wings has more than sex.  It has a strong plot, too.  Take a look at the first chapter.

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#1 Preditors & Editors Poll

Linda Nightingale’s Gemini Rising is #1 in All Other Novels in this year’s poll.  Visit her blog for an excerpt, book video and reviews of this imaginative novel.  Want to tread the farther, forbidden tracks?

 

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On Wings of Desire

Received edits yesterday from Carnal Desires for my new novella about a demon who looks like an angel.  So, for the new year, I’ll begin with a new project!  Here’s the book blurb:

The fallen angels have again risen against the Light, and the Second War in Heaven is raging.  Paimon, General of Hell, created a demon as an exact replica of an angel.  He promises his creation freedom from his demeaning missions of seducing and destroying the lives of human women if he returns the powerful sword Paimon bestowed upon Salseph to Hell in victory.  In battle, the angel Ophiel disarms Salseph and humiliates the young demon.  Seph vows revenge against his foe and strikes upon the perfect plan for vengeance.  He will seduce the guardian angel’s charge, Gloria Landry, and at the Battle of Armageddon present soiled goods to the arrogant Ophiel in exchange for the stolen sword.  When he rescues Gloria from a violent storm, she believes Salseph is her guardian angel.  On their journey to the apocalyptic war, Salseph and Gloria discover that lust can become the purest love and that a bad boy can be good.

I’d love to give copyright credit for this drawing.  I’d love to purchase this drawing for my cover.  I have done internet research.  If anyone knows how to contact the artist, I’d be most grateful for contact information!!

Coming in Feb. or Mar.  — On Wings of Desire.

 

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Paranormal Romance Guild – Book of 2012

Linda Nightingale’s novella about the Grigori, the angels who fell to lust, has been nominated for Book of 2012.

Please vote of THE NIGHT BEFORE DOOMSDAY!  You don’t have to vote in all categories. Scroll down to Novella.  Paranormal Romance Guild.

The novella is available for $.99 on Amazon.

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