The Unlikeable Demon Hunter by Deborah Wilde

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GENRE: Urban Fantasy Romance

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BLURB:

Bridesmaids meets Buffy.

The ago-old story of what happens when a foul-mouthed, romance impaired heroine with no edit button and a predilection for hot sex is faced with her worst nightmare–a purpose.

Ari Katz is intelligent, driven, and will make an excellent demon hunter once initiated into the Brotherhood of David. However, this book is about his twin Nava: a smart-ass, self-cultivated hot mess, who is thrilled her brother is stuck with all the chosen one crap.

When Nava half-drunkenly interrupts Ari’s induction ceremony, she expects to be chastised. What she doesn’t expect is to take her brother’s place among the–until now–all-male demon hunters. Even worse? Her infuriating leader is former rock star Rohan Mitra, whose sudden retirement in his early twenties now seems a lot less mysterious.

Convinced that her twin still has a shot at his destiny, Nava hatches a plan to convince the Brotherhood to bring the other Katz sibling into the fold. It’s too bad Rohan’s guarding her so closely that she might not be able to put it into action.

And it’s really too bad Rohan’s exactly what Nava’s always wanted: the perfect bad boy fling with no strings attached, because he may also be the one to bring down her carefully erected emotional shields. That’s as dangerous as all the evil fiends vying for the bragging rights of killing the only female ever chosen for Demon Club–or the one demon in particular out for payback.

Odds of survival: eh.

Odds of having a very good time with Rohan before she bites it: much better.

Excerpt:

The maybe-demon from Josh’s alleyway was back, having stopped about five feet away and triggering the motion sensor. What with Josh’s sister trying to kill me and all, he’d fallen off my radar.

Aloe gooped over my fingers, having clutched the frond hard enough to break it, and my terror and an intense curiosity resurfaced. There was no denying his compelling presence. Plus, he had those long lashes that were my Kryptonite. I opened my mouth to scream. Or drool.

He held a finger up to his delectable lips to keep me quiet, circling me with lazy strides, checking me out.

I’d have been offended by the blatant appraisal except under his intense scrutiny, I lit up with an electric zing. I found myself stroking the aloe stalks in an obscene manner. Even knowing he couldn’t see my blush since I was in the shadows didn’t kill my utter mortification at jerking off plant life in not-so-subtextual yearning.

He stalked toward me, his leather jacket rustling with each step.

I held up a hand to stop him, the faintest electric crackle pulsing off my skin.

He didn’t stop, didn’t slow. In fact, he kept up his steady approach until his hand covered mine. My magic shocked us both at his touch. I gasped and shivered as pleasure, not pain, rumbled through me.

Hand still clasped in his, he stared at me suspiciously, instead of in fear, but had I wanted, I could have broken his hold. Not a demon, then? He fingered the thin silver necklace I wore with surprising gentleness, toying with the cute floral pendant dangling off it that read “I will kick you in the balls if I have to.”

“Should I be scared?” Given how he sounded like sex, sin, and salaciousness–the true definition of a triple threat–I decided that yes, he was most definitely a demon.

I met his mocking gaze, my rooted stance and beating heart placing me somewhere between morbid fascination and noping the hell out at warp speed.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

A global wanderer, hopeless romantic, and total cynic with a broken edit button, Deborah writes adult urban fantasy to satisfy her love of smexy romances and tales of chicks who kick ass. She is all about the happily-ever-after, with a huge dose of hilarity along the way. “It takes a bad girl to fight evil. Go Wilde.”

 

 

Links:

Website: http://www.deborahwilde.com

Twitter: https://twitter.com/wildeauthor (@wildeauthor)

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16189297.Deborah_Wilde

Buy Links:

Pre-order on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Unlikeable-Demon-Hunter-Nava-Katz-ebook/dp/B01MR8GI6B

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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER CODE

Deborah will be awarding a $10 Amazon/BN GC to one winner, another winner will win a print copy of the book (International), both are randomly drawn via rafflecopter during the tour.   a Rafflecopter giveaway

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Beast of All by J.C. McKenzie — Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance Author!

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“Two months ago my world collapsed and the beast reigned.

Seven weeks ago the SRD captured me.

Nine days ago, they injected me with something vile.

Today, I break free.

And tomorrow?

I’ll make them pay.”

 Badass Shifter Andy McNeilly wakes up from a horrible nightmare, only to discover it wasn’t a dream, and she’s no longer quite so badass. Chemically curbed, Andy has lost touch with her feras and beast when she needs them most. Can she regain control of her supernatural abilities in time to reap retribution from her enemies, or will she fall as fodder in a power play for control of Vancouver’s seedy underworld?

EXCERPT:

No feras. No beast. Whatever they shot me with blocked my communication with the animals. Did it prevent shifting as well? I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to call a form and change. Only a headache answered. Dread flittered across my skin. Was this permanent?

As the Carus, the genetic throwback to the first demi-god progeny of the beast goddess, I caged a beast with rage and power rivaled by few, and possessed more than one animal familiar to shift into.

At least, I did until the SRD shot me full of chemicals. Would I ever regain my abilities? Hear the indignant screech of the peregrine falcon? Or the lusty purr of the mountain lion? Or soulful howl of the wolf?

My heart hammered, punching bone. A buzzing sensation filled my head. The “wrongness” of my condition grated against my nerves, slicing them into slivers like a planer shucking off wood shavings.

Something in my abdomen swelled, as if the beast pushed against whatever barrier caged and hid her from me.

I’ll get you out, I told her, not knowing if she could hear. We’ll make them pay.

MEET THE AUTHOR:  Born and raised on the Haida Gwaii, off the West Coast of Canada, J.C. McKenzie grew up in a pristine wilderness that inspired her to dream. She writes Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance.

 

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*Available Now*
Shift Happens (Carus Series, Book 1)

Beast Coast (Carus Series, Book 2)

Carpe Demon (Carus Series, Book 3)

Shift Work (Carus Series, Book 4)

The Shucker’s Booktique (Lobster Cove)

Be My Love (Candy Hearts)

Dangerous Dreams (Moon, Mist & Magic)

House of the Rising Son by Trevann Rogers — Eggs-cerpts!

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Today I have the talented Trevann Rogers as my Eggs-cerpt guest.  Let’s discover a bit about her characters:

 Cheyenne Constantine

1. Nickname ~ Chey

2. Job~ Musician

3. Level of schooling, or self-taught: I graduated high school. But I taught myself guitar and piano

4. Birthdate ~June 2

5. Birthplace ~Unakite City

6. Currently residing in ~Unakite City

7. Favorite type of pet ~ Tiger but don’t tell Zander. I’d be in the doghouse for sure.

8. Favorite place to visit~ Las Vegas

9. Significant other ~Zander

10. Most important goal ~I’m going to be a rock star.

11. Worst fear or nightmare ~Failing my kids somehow.

12. Favorite food ~Zander

13. Wealthy, poor, or somewhere in between? ~Poor but not for much longer.

14. Secret desire or fantasy ~I want my father to be proud of me.

15. What would you do if you won the lottery? ~Buy a big house, get my kids every thing they want, and get a custom made guitar.

Blurb

Sex. Rebellion. Rock and roll.

Living After Midnight, Book 1

Cheyenne is a half-human incubus whose star is on the rise in the Unakite City rock scene. His father, the leader of the supernatural races, would prefer he keep a “low profile”, but screw that. Cheyenne has as much music in his veins as royal incubi blood.

Alexander’s future is all set—finish law school, join the family firm, and marry someone who’d be good for business. Not that he has a say in any of it. He’s barely met the woman his father expects him to marry.

As Cheyenne’s musical career takes off, his carefully constructed life begins to unravel, exacerbated by an ex-lover who can’t let go, a crotchety barkeeper with a dirty mind and a pure heart, a drag queen who moonlights as a nanny, and Alexander—who’s not sure if he’s falling for the incubus or the rocker.

Cheyenne denies who he is, while Alexander hides what he wants.  Together, they learn that getting what they truly want means being who they truly are.

Excerpt

The blue-gray glow of the synthesizer’s lights increased with the music’s crescendo and tugged him to the edge of his seat. The beginning of a show was one of his favorite parts. He was also partial to the middle and the end.

But Alexander didn’t applaud and stomp and scream in anticipation like the rest of the crowd. He was grateful to be able to keep his composure, but the truth was, it was all he could do to remember to breathe.

With a burst of light and a thunderous chord, Cheyenne appeared at center stage, arms out from his sides. An ethereal white light illuminated him. A rock and roll messiah.

To purchase:

Amazon

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https://www.samhainpublishing.com/book/5575/house-of-the-rising-son

Trevann Rogers writes urban fantasy and LGBT paranormal romances. Her stories incorporate an unquenchable addiction to music and her love for vampires, Weres, incubi and rock stars. Like these elusive creatures, Trevann learned long ago that sometimes being yourself means Living After Midnight.

Author links

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www.facebook.com/trevannr

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www.twitter.com/trevannrogers

Who’d have thought! I do now!

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That Trolls could be sexy, exciting and intriguing.  Sheri has forever altered my POV on trolls.  Check out this HOT cover!  Calm down Linda.

Sheri is going to discuss a topic close to the heart of every writer…and of utmost interest to every reader…

Sheri:  Those non-human critters, gotta love ’em! They’re taking over the literary world by storm. You view their faces on a movie poster marquee and see the retail footprints soon after.

How are those creatures brought to life? What makes them so darn believable that the public goes wild?

It all begins with a little planning…

The basic premise of writing non-human characters is having an idea of what your creature is like. Even for pantsers, a character chart written waaaaaay before your blank screen blinks to life will help your story evolve. Characteristics only found in certain species can take on new meaning with a little pre-planning.

Decide what your creature will be.

Monster? Other worldly? Mythological? Make a list of characteristics similar and different from humans.

World building: Where will they live?

On Mars in an undiscovered ecosystem? Perhaps your creature will live on an entirely different astro-plane. Take into consideration the environment: Desert, jungle, mountains, under water. Perhaps all environs, like Earth?

What is their environment like?

If it’s cold, how do they stay warm? Same goes for extreme heat. How does their environment affect the society in which they live or their chemical make-up? What makes them unique in their environment?

How do they interact with others within their society?

Do they live in packs or as hermits? Is the basis in which their society is formed based on the interaction? Do they elect their leaders or is it a fight to the top? Perhaps it’s more like royalty and they’re born into their position.

Excerpt from Troll-y Yours, Book 2 of The Centaurs:

Prized warm wetness coated his fingers and she whimpered, her shapely hips undulated against his hand. He matched the rhythm to his thrusting tongue.“Relax, angel.”

“It’s too much,” she whimpered.

“I’ve got you.”

“And it’s not enough.” Her eyes closed, head thrown back, mouth slack with lust.

Holy horns of Pan. The little Troll was one hot number.

Shivers raced through her delicious body. Her inner muscles clenched around his fingers that worked magic between her legs.

Ella was close, so close to her peak.

Alek never wished for his human body as badly as he wished for it now. He wanted Ella in his bed, on her back, with him planted firmly between her golden thighs.

Shit, it could never be while he remained in his true form. He slid his wet fingers from her body and dipped to pick her up. Two strides with his four legs, and he tossed her on his floorbed.

Millions of air beads inside the mattress crackled softly in adjustment to her weight. A conventional bed would never hold his equine body. Even a frame made of iron would buckle as if it were made of aluminum.

In a smooth move, Alek folded his hocks beneath him and joined her, his wide shoulders nestled between her legs.

“Oh no! No, no, no,” she squealed, shoving at his head, trying to rise.

Alek put his palm on Ella’s belly and held her still.

She squirmed in return.

“What’s wrong with a little taste?” He waggled his brows at her, then dipped down for a lick.

“You’re a complete sicko. People don’t do this—do they?

“They do, Kalos, and more.”Alek used his thumbs to rub her clit, and watched Ella’s eyes rolled back and close. Then he separated her folds, laid the flat of his tongue against her, and lapped. With each pass over her tight bud of nerves, he stoked her fire hotter. Luscious sighs and tangy musk filled his senses, drawing him back with a greed for more.

He sucked her clit mercilessly—and tongue-fucked her. When her knees drew up and she clutched the sides of his head, he inserted two fingers into her wet warmth.

Ella’s moan was light at first, a whisper of sound that floated from her parted lips.

He pumped his fingers faster. Her cries became louder. When his lips fastened to her swollen little nub and he reached to fondle her breast, all kolasi broke loose. Her hips bucked off the bed, and he took the ride with his face squeezed between her lovely thighs. Around his fingers, the muscles of her channel pulsed with her orgasm.

The explosion rocked her body in a long keening that had Meat Wrench growling to be inside.

Alek hastily shoved his need away. Mating would not happen while their bodies remained in opposite states, no matter how much he wanted it.

But this will keep you dreaming of me for next time, Sweet Ella. Then, you won’t be inclined to say no.

One orgasm ended, another began. Over and over, he worked to gain every drop she offered, and then some.

“One day I’ll be inside you, Ella.”

“I need you inside me, Al.”

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Book Trailer:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_8n6VdjbA8&feature=youtu.be

Author Bio:

Always on the hunt for the uncommon things in life, award-winning author Sheri Fredricks thrives on creating adventures in her mythological kingdom.

A former engineering secretary, she lives on California’s beautiful central coast. “I wanted to move away from inflexible right angles and create an unboxed world with no boundaries.” A voracious reader since her early years, Sheri found her brain crowded with stories and characters of her own. “Ultimately,” she says, “my husband encouraged me to write them all down.”

Winner of the Paranormal Romance Guild Reviewer’s Choice Award and Finalist in InD’Tale eMagazine’s Reward Of Novel Excellence award (RONE), she has numerous five star reviews everywhere ebooks are sold.

Sheri loves to spend time at home. A computer hutch keeps her focused on creating stories, but the panoramic view of life on a ranch will call her outside to play in the sun.

 

Links:

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Blood Destiny Series by Helen Harper

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If you like shifters–and don’t we all–you’ll want to read this post.  I welcome Helen Harper and MacKenzie Smith…who has grown up a little different.

HELEN IS GIVING AWAY A $25 GIFT CARD TO ONE LUCKY COMMENTER.  TALK TO HER and I’ll add a little author swag of my own!!  The link to follow the blog hop for more chances to win is listed at the end of the post.  Enjoy!

This series sounds way beyond intriging…let’s try enchanting…

 

BLURBS:

Bloodfire

Mackenzie Smith has always known that she was different. Growing up as the only human in a pack of rural shapeshifters will do that to you, but then couple it with some mean fighting skills and a fiery temper and you end up with a woman that few will dare to cross. However, when the only father figure in her life is brutally murdered, and the dangerous Brethren with their predatory Lord Alpha come to investigate, Mack has to not only ensure the physical safety of her adopted family by hiding her apparent humanity, she also has to seek the blood-soaked vengeance that she craves.

Bloodmagic

After escaping the claws of Corrigan, the Lord Alpha of the Brethren, Mack is trying to lead a quiet lonely life in Inverness in rural Scotland, away from anyone who might happen to be a shapeshifter. However, when she lands a job at an old bookstore owned by a mysterious elderly woman who not only has a familiar passion for herbal lore but also seems to know more than she should, Mack ends up caught in a maelstrom between the Ministry of Mages, the Fae and the Brethren.

Now she has to decide between staying hidden and facing the music, as well as confronting her real feelings for the green eyed power of Corrigan himself.

(HOST’S NOTE:  Aren’t these covers dynamic?!  Don’t they make you want to grab the books??)

Bloodrage

Mack begins her training at the mages’ academy in the hope that, by complying, the stasis spell will be lifted from her old friend, Mrs. Alcoon. However, once there, she finds herself surrounded by unfriendly adults and petulant teenagers, the majority of whom seem determined to see her fail.

Feeling attacked on all fronts, Mack finds it harder and harder to keep a rein on her temper. Forced to attend anger management classes and deal with the predatory attentions of Corrigan, the Lord Alpha of the shapeshifter world, her emotions start to unravel. But when she comes across a familiar text within the walls of the mages’ library, which might just provide the clues she needs to unlock the secrets of her background and her dragon blood, she realises that her problems are only just beginning…

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EXCERPT  from Bloodfire:

I slowly uncurled my fingers and forced myself to relax. Perhaps they weren’t coming after all I pondered, half hoping – and half chafing at the thought that they had so little regard for my pack that they couldn’t even show up on time.  Didn’t they understand what we’d all just been through?  I almost growled.  Even without the I Tom look worriedly over at me again.  I ignored him.  Screw the Brethren. Part of me wished that I could have been long gone and then wouldn’t have to be witnessing the pathetic displays of my pack, my surrogate family, straining at the bit to do anything to please the sodding Brethren.  Idiots.

I’d confirmed that none of them other than Julia had ever had cause to come in contact with the Brethren before now – well, let’s face it, we lived in a backwater town in Cornwall for chrissakes, nothing had ever happened before that would have warranted the Brethren’s attention – but the crème de la crème of the shapeshifters’ reputation still preceded them.  They were known to be bloody, ruthless and entirely without mercy for anyone who didn’t meet their exacting standards.  And still, the pack sighed over them as if they were gallant heroes galloping in to save the day.

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If you want to keep up with Helen (and I know you do!):

Helen Harper is an English teacher currently living abroad in Malaysia. As a long time reader of urban fantasy, she finally bit the bullet and began to develop her own series of novels.

Helen has always been a book lover, devouring science fiction and fantasy tales when she was a child growing up in Scotland. “I always loved the escapism provided by those genres,” states Helen. “No matter how bad life gets, you can always find a route out, even if only temporarily, in the pages of a good book.”

The growth of urban fantasy fascinated her – the mix of reality and fantasy along with strong heroic female characters appealed from the very beginning, and inspired her to write her own.

Facebook Author page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Helen-Harper/101590660022586

Twitter: @HarperFire

Amazon.com buy links:

Bloodfire

http://www.amazon.com/Bloodfire-Blood-Destiny-1-ebook/dp/B00AU43ZXK/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top

Bloodmagic

http://www.amazon.com/Bloodmagic-Blood-Destiny-2-ebook/dp/B00AU0O00G/ref=pd_sim_kstore_1

Bloodrage

http://www.amazon.com/Bloodrage-Blood-Destiny-3-ebook/dp/B00BQEFTPK/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1362894945&sr=1-1&keywords=bloodrage

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Bianca Swan’s Celestial Sin has been nominated in the Preditors & Editors Poll!

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Celestial Sin is available from The Wild Rose Press.  Bianca is sharing a blurb and excerpt from this hot story of love and lust.

Blurb:

Early on, Essie McBane set her standards high and waited for true love. She never expected the answer to her prayer to literally fall from heaven in the shape of a warrior angel with chestnut curls and a celestial body. As much as she’d love to teach the divine creature a thing or two about sex and lust, can she be responsible for leading him into temptation?

Sinfully handsome Cam-ael, an angel, is wounded in the second war between heaven and hell and plummets into the arms of a beautiful human. But Cam knows he must return eventually, no matter how much he likes the material pleasures of earth. Not to mention the sensual pleasure he’s found with Essie.

But when his mortal feelings for Essie draws a demon into the midst, can Cam protect her or will he learn the true meaning of the word sacrifice?

Excerpt:

Whoa, Essie, he’s an angel and a lot younger than you.

His feathers rustled as he unbuckled the fastenings under his arms and bent to place the armor on the floor. What did his ass, hidden by sleek white wings, look like? My, my, he was just too much for a girl to resist. She gave in to temptation, stroked the shiny, soft feathers. He backed into the caress, and a long sigh escaped him.

“That feels incredible.” His voice came husky, and butterflies hatched in her stomach.

It had been a long time since she’d felt belly tugs or the fire of passion licking through her, but when she touched him, the world as she’d known it ceased to exist. He untied the leather tunic and stepped out of it. His wings drooped. He swayed on his feet. She felt guilty as hell, lusting after an angel too weak to stand.

Shakily, he turned to face her. Ginger hair spattered his chest, drew a thin line down his stomach, disappearing in the V-neck of the robe he wore beneath his armor. The loose shirt was thigh-length. The fabric appeared to be linen but with a subtle sheen.

“I’m afraid I can’t remove this.” He lifted a fold of the toga, giving her a tempting glimpse of his upper thigh, very near his cock. “I’m wearing nothing beneath.”

Bianca would love your vote for Celestial Sin at Preditors & Editors.