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book blast: cream by zenobia renquist

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CREAM

by Zenobia Renquist

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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.

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First chapter online:

http://drb1stchp.com/2013/05/cream-by-zenobia-renquist/

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.

“No? 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 chainmaille weave.

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website – http://zenobiarenquist.com
blog – http://blog.dreneebagby.com
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Buy Links:

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

v.s. nelson, eternal nights: character interview

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I have with me today Jessica Mankiller, the heroine from V.S. Nelson’s, latest episode in her Sekhmet’s Guardian series, Eternal Nights. Jessica’s story is one of the most unusual ones I have ever heard of.

Jessica why don’t you tell us a little bit about yourself, how you came to be and what the book Eternal Nights is about?

Thank you, I’d be happy to. To make a very long story short, I’ll try to condense the 590 page book and my life story by giving you the facts about me first.

You see, I was born five years after my sister Jennifer, the heroine from Eternal Lovers, book one of the series. My mother dumped me, just like she did Jennifer, on my grandparents. They were very poor and barely surviving as it was. After I was born, my grandmother kept me hidden in the cabin where I was born for a few days while she tried to keep me alive. Being born premature with weak lungs, the old medicine woman did everything she could to keep me breathing. Sadly, her healing abilities weren’t strong enough, but they were strong enough to give me a second chance at life. You see she merged my life essence with that of a young wolf pup then gave the pup to Jennifer as a companion. Now Grams had full intention of undoing what she had done once I was better, but the angels took her before she was able to undo her spell or tell anyone what she had done.

For twenty years I remained as I had always been, locked inside another being. Even Jennifer, who was very close to the wolf, Nowaki, didn’t know I existed. Now, I’m not complaining mind you, I was content to go on living and seeing life through the eyes of another until Raphael along with a few friends came to pick Nowaki up at a wolf rescue. One look at him and I knew, he and I were meant to be together. I just had to find away to make my presence know and find away to undo what Grams had done. Sounded simple enough at the time—but it wasn’t. That’s for sure.

I finally managed to enter Raphael’s dreams at night while he slept. Poor man thought he was going loco once I started talking to him through the wolf.

It wasn’t too long after that Raphael and I were out running in the wilderness when he was shot. Nowaki and I took off after the assailant and avenged our Raphael but not before I was hurt pretty bad. As I lay upon his chest, I was convinced the three of us would die together.

It was about that time Grams in her ghost form made an appearance to Jennifer and shared the story of what she had done. Then she asked Jennifer to perform the separation ritual.

Thankfully, the Guardian soldiers and Jennifer found Raphael and I, then brought us back to the lake estate where we both were operated on. I was pretty out of it for a while but from what I understand, that is when Raphael learned he wasn’t go crazy and that I truly existed. Once we were well enough, a group of us headed back to where I was born so Jennifer could do the ritual. As you can see, she did manage to complete the ritual, but not without some complications. Those I will remain quiet about—too many spoilers can spoil a great book. Anyway, I became whole for the first time in twenty years and had a lot to learn; like how to walk and eat with silverware… Not so simple for someone who has relied on four legs her entire life.

Raphael and I finally mated and are planning on living together forever – making my dream come true.

I’ve brought with me a little snippet from the book I’d like to share with you. It’s the scene where Jennifer and I talk for the first time while I was still sharing Nowaki’s body.

“Raphael, tell me about the woman.”

“Jennifer, I don’t think we need to upset him again… he’s been through too much…”

“No, I need to hear about her, please.”

Jennifer gave him one of her famous, Shut up, I need to know looks.

He nodded at the two of them. He wasn’t sure why it was important to her but she evidently had something on her mind.

“It’s important, please, Raphael, tell me about her.”

Raphael blushed like a high school girl then admitted he dreamed about the young woman more than once. He didn’t go into the intimate details of his dreams but he could see his friend had it bad for her.

“The first time I saw her in person was in the woods when she appeared from out of nowhere and offered her wrist to me. The second time was when I woke and she was asleep on my chest. Guess from what you and Michael said, my sub-conscious mind was playing one hell of trick on me.”

Jennifer, without saying a word turned and started to walk out the door. He picked up on Jennifer’s thoughts immediately. He stopped her from leaving the room by placing his massive palm on her arm.

“Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?”

She nodded, “I’ll be right back.”

 Standing on her tip toes, she kissed him on the cheek, left the room and went next door. He didn’t hesitate to follow her.

“Jennifer, please don’t.”

The circumstances were much different now than they were when Jennifer jumped ship some months back but the fear of losing her again overrode his reasoning abilities.

 “Honey, it’s ok. She’s right here. It’s not like it was before. I’m in control.”

“Yeah, but what if something goes wrong? She’s out cold, drugged. I just can’t bear to go through that again. If something were to happen…”

It had only been a few months since Jennifer placed her essence inside Nowaki after being attacked by a breed in a Hollywood hotel. He flew her back to the compound in Illinois thinking she was in shock. In doing so, he almost lost her until her father informed them what she was and her life force and body were too far away from one another for her to return to her own body. He still carried the guilt that in his attempt to help her, he damn near killed her.

She took hold of his arm and tried to comfort him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her as tight as he dared.

 “OK, OK, I promise I won’t go anywhere. But there might be another way.”

Knowing she had always been able to communicate with Nowaki without speaking she was going to try reaching out to her with her mind without leaving her own body. She wasn’t sure if it would work considering Nowaki was out cold. Reassuring her mate once more she told him what she was going to attempt. She asked him to remain still and hold on to her.

She turned around and faced Nowaki. She leaned her back into Gabe’s muscular chest. Gabriel’s arms tightened around her stomach as he breathed in unison with her.

Silently, she called out, “Jessica…Jessica…Jessica, are you there?”

 Jennifer was sure she felt two presences in the wolf’s body for the first time. Then she heard the unspoken familiar female voice.

“I am here, as I have always been.”

The voice was soft and mumbled as if someone was waking from a deep sleep. Oh, thank God. It really is you.

Although Jennifer hadn’t been aware of Jessica until recently, Jessica explained to her she had always known about her. She remained silent for years; hidden behind the voice of the wolf, until Jennifer became trapped in the wolf’s body some months back.

The two conversed for some time. Jennifer explained what Grams said and Jessica explained why she remained hidden for years. Jennifer finally asked her what happened in the forest with Raphael.

Jessica told her what she already suspected. She took over Nowaki’s body, laid the wolves bleeding wound up to his mouth because she sensed he would die without the blood. She then passed out on his chest believing both the wolf and she were going to die from the wolf’s injuries. Jessica said she was content and would die happy as she had saved Raphael.

Eternal Nights in addition to V.S. Nelson’s other work are available through her author’s Amazon page. Her books are available in regular paperback, large print an of course e-format. Signed editions are still available but if you want one you’ll have to contact her directly through her website or write to her directly at Virginia@authorvsnelson.com

http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00AXYLHF0

http://www.authorvsnelson.com/

You can also find V.S. Nelson around cyberspace at the following locations.

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the legend of sleepy hollow gone erotic

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I am honored to be one of the bitches today – thank you Alisa for having me at your blog!

    I’m going to talk a little about my new release, an erotic retelling of the Legend of Sleepy Hollow. And don’t worry – no one is going to do the nasty with the Headless Horseman *wink*. I guess I should explain what this erotic classic stuff is all about. Well, my publisher, Total-E-Bound, has a line of books under the Clandestine Classic banner, which are all erotic retellings of classics. So far, we have had Jane Eyre, Pride & Prejudice,  Tarzan, A Christmas Carol – which actually won the 2012 LR Café MM Romance award for author Em Woods – and many others.

    As you all know, there have been many classic stories retold already, whether in books or films. Typically, the original words have been discarded, and just the characters and some of the story have been retained more or less. What is different about Clandestine Classics – other than the erotic elements that have been added – is that as authors we can only add to the story – we cannot take away. So when you purchase a Clandestine Classic, you get every word the original author wrote, and you only pay for what the new author wrote.

    It was a challenge – trust me on this. Not only did my story have to follow along with Washington Irving’s original tale, but it was also crucial that I write it in his voice so that the reader wouldn’t be taken out of the story. Each section needed to flow seamlessly from his words, to mine, and then back again. What made this particular classic a lot of fun, is what also made it the most difficult.

    Irving had a very flippant and ironic style. When you pair that style with sex, it can come off wrong if you try to over-romanticize the sex scenes, and make them too serious. So there was a bit of a tongue in cheek (ahem!) tone that I maintained. It kept the sizzle, but never took itself too seriously. The genre ended up being an MMF ménage/Rubenesque story with some BDSM. The following excerpt includes both mine and Irving’s prose:

From The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving & Morticia Knight

    True to his word, Ichabod swived the lass until just before the telling of the dawn, leaving her sore and well-used, and with the knowledge in one night of all of the skills of Aphrodite. He escorted her safely back to her parents’ home, and bade her a brief farewell, planning to state his suit to her father very soon. But first he must send word to Jonathan, for he knew his lover was nearing the end of his studies, and surely the joyful news of his female find would entice Jonathan to their side forthwith.

    Wending his way down the path to the most recent dwelling where he was making his home, he pondered all they had discussed throughout the previous eve. Although still confident in his success against his rival, he was a prudent man, and shied from declaring definitive conclusions when there were still matters to be finalised. For whilst some may profess to know the perfect way that a woman’s heart is secured, I profess not to know how women’s hearts are wooed and won.

     To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration. Some seem to have but one vulnerable point, or door of access, while others have a thousand avenues, and may be captured in a thousand different ways. It is a great triumph of skill to gain the former, but a still greater proof of generalship to maintain possession of the latter, for man must battle for his fortress at every door and window. He who wins a thousand common hearts is therefore entitled to some renown, but he who keeps undisputed sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero.

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The Legend of Sleepy Hollow is available now at all of the usual outlets, including:

Total-E-Bound Publishing:
http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2111

Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Legend-Sleepy-Clandestine-Classics-ebook/dp/B00COTK5TQ

All Romance ebooks:
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-thelegendofsleepyhollow-1188334-340.html

Morticia Knight Author Bio

    Erotic Romance author Morticia Knight enjoys a good saucy tale, whether it is contemporary, paranormal, historical, ménage, M/M or BDSM – she loves it all! One of her passions is bringing people’s fantasies to life on the page, because life is too short for even one boring moment. Her stories are volcanic in heat, deep in emotion, and sprinkled with doses of humor.
When not indulging in her passion for books, she loves the outdoors, film and music. Once upon a time she was the singer in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted on U.S. college radio. She currently resides on the northern coast of Oregon, where the constant rain and fog remind her of visits to her family in England and Scotland when she was a child.
Morticia has a three-book series called Uniform Encounters set in the Southwest that features those yummy men in uniform coming out in 2013, and is currently working on both a Steampunk horror ménage, and a Sci-fi ménage.

Find her here:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/morticia.knight
Twitter: @morticiaknight
Blog: http://www.morticiaknight.blogspot.com
Total E-Bound Author Page: http://www.total-e-bound.com/authordetail.asp?A_ID=229