Family Emergency

Dear readers, fans and friends, Due to a recent family emergency, my time will be spent in the hospital taking care of my husband. Until then I have to put the tours on a brief stop. Please pray, and send good thoughts for my husband, and when things get settled I will be back. Mila Ramos ~sent from my Samsung Epic.

MERLYN’S RAVEN by Rose Vanden Eynden

A big huge welcome to Rose Vanden Eynden who brings to us her spin on one of the world's most intriguing Arthurian man and legend in Merlyn's Raven.

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Merlyn’s Raven

By Rose Vanden Eynden

Soul Mate Publishing

Short Blurb

For a young woman, falling in love is the ultimate magic. But what if the object of her affection is Merlyn, destined to be King Arthur’s legendary advisor? Can Gwendydd work her own magic to capture the heart of the world’s most powerful enchanter, or will her desire destroy her and the people she loves most?

Back Cover Blurb

Falling in love is the ultimate magic. For Gwendydd, a young woman in 5th century Wales, it seems an unobtainable fantasy. She dreads the day her chieftain grandfather will marry her off to increase his allies among the warring tribes of Britain. When she meets the mysterious and handsome druid apprentice Myrddin, Gwendydd realizes just how difficult falling in love can be. The ire of her disapproving grandfather is not her only obstacle. Myrddin’s clairvoyant visions of a king who will unify the battling tribes and bring peace to the land become a dangerous obsession that threatens to obliterate their union. Can Gwendydd support her beloved, the man destined to become the world’s most powerful enchanter, King Arthur’s legendary Merlyn? Or will her devotion destroy her and everything she holds dear?

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I never thought of myself as a romance writer. I’ve been writing for many years, since I was in grade school, and my stories have run the gamut of genres. Romance, however, was not something I read on a regular basis or even really considered as I wrote. If someone fell in love in my stories, that was all fine and good, but I suppose I didn’t see it as the core of the tale.

Writing Merlyn’s Raven certainly changed all that. I’ve been a fan of Arthurian legend since high school and have read many, many stories set in that enchanting universe. I always thought it would be fun to write something to add to the Arthurian lexicon, but really, after thousands of years, is there anything new to explore?

Then, one day, I came across Vita Merlini, a cycle of poems from the 1100’s by the Welsh-Norman writer Geoffrey of Monmouth. In these poems following the later life of Merlin, King Arthur’s legendary advisor, I discovered a new character I’d never seen before in all my Arthurian exploration. Her name was Guendoloena, and she was Merlin’s wife. My head spun. Merlin? A wife? Now there was an interesting idea!

And so Merlyn’s Raven began. I wanted to create a story centering around a younger Merlin, told through the eyes of the woman who loved him. I sought to explore their relationship and find out what kinds of struggles and triumphs they might have together. I hope I accomplished this in the novel. For me, it was an extraordinary and rewarding writing experience.

Thank you, Mila, for letting me appear on your blog today! I hope everyone reading this will step into the magical land of Merlyn’s Raven and accompany Myrddin and Gwendydd, my versions of young Merlin and his beloved, on their journey.

  

EXCERPT:

The scream hung in the air like the waxing moon outside my window. I touched my face, expecting to feel the wound there, my skin cut somehow as Myrddin’s had been in the dream. My trembling fingers came away clean. My heart raced as my mind recovered, but I tore from my bedchamber nonetheless, darting through the shadowed hallways of Grandfather’s household, avoiding the guards that stood, dozing, at the ends of corridors. I knew I’d be beaten if I was caught, but nothing was as important as getting to Myrddin.

I reached the familiar door and slipped inside. He lay on his simple pallet beneath the window casement, but his eyes were open in the moonlight. They sparkled like dew on the grass, as did the sweat that dampened his hairline. His hand lay against his cheek, searching for the phantom wound.

“What is it?” I breathed, my heart still pounding as if it had never pumped before. “I had a nightmare about you.”

He sat up, his body shaking, and I pulled the blanket up over his shoulders as tremors wracked him. He gripped the cover with one hand and took mine in his other. It was not a fit, I knew, but an icy chill stole over me. “I had a vision.”

“It was you, was it not?” I forced the words out, even though they pained me to say them. “Trapped? 

Tortured?”

He nodded. I could bear it no longer, and flung myself into him, burying my face in his chest. He hesitated, but then his arms came around me, and I nearly gasped from relief, from knowing he was with me, warm and alive and safe.

“What does it mean?” I moaned.

“It is the future we see.”

I tilted my chin up to look at him, and he stared down into my face, one brow arched as if puzzling over a new plant he’d found while scavenging. “How is it that we see it together, raven? How is it that we are connected?”

“I love you.” The words, so sacred and yet sounding so simple, tumbled out. I did not care. Here in the dark, where there was no one else, the rest of the world seemed frozen, unimportant, and far, far away. Blaise, sleeping in the next room, was forgotten. I did not think of my grandfather and his plot to find me a husband, or of his threats to kill any man that stood in the way of that.

Only this moment between us mattered. Myrddin had to know that I thought of nothing but him, sought naught but his presence, heard only his voice with the pounding of my heart. It was bold and brash and dangerous, it was everything I wanted to be, my own true self, and I knew he understood that.

“I know,” he whispered. “And you should not.”

He tried to pull his hand away, yet I clung to it, my voice hardening. “Why do you say that? You are everything to me.”

“You speak of love, Gwendydd, and yet you have told me countless times how you long not for a husband, but for freedom.”

“You are my freedom. Do you not see? You, who have taught me healing and storytelling and magick. . .so many things. You are right—I did not know what I longed for until I met you, and then I understood.” I lifted my hand, daring to touch his cheek, and he allowed it. “This must be love, for it to seep so deeply into me, into my very soul.”

Softness settled into his gaze as he stared at me. “You are a poet, raven.” He teased, I knew, to turn the subject, but I would not be abashed.

“It frightened me, Myrddin. The dream. I cannot bear to be without you, or to have you hurt.”

“And yet there is no way to stop it, if it is my fate.” He gathered me against him and pushed us both up to our feet, shaking the blanket from his shoulders. He guided me toward the door but did not pull away, and I savored his closeness. “Come. You must go back to your chambers. If Brychan finds you here, or if someone sees us and informs him, he will kill us both.”

We shuffled in silence along the corridors, slipping past the sleepy guards undetected. When we came to my quarters, Myrddin placed his hands on my shoulders and looked at me sternly, as Betrys sometimes did when she preached her gospel of Jesus.

“Blaise has told me, Gwendydd, that unrest stirs in the land. The Cymry chieftains like your grandsire cannot quell it, and it will come to call here very soon. But these changes, all of them, no matter what they are, must unfold as they are meant to. We may never understand all that happens, but that is our challenge in life. And that includes whatever this vision may portend for me.”

I matched his seriousness with my own. “Whatever happens, we are meant to be together. I understand that much.”

His hand moved underneath my loosened hair, cupping the back of my head like a pillow, and his expression of wonder made me dizzy. “It is foolish and reckless, raven, but yes. I think I understand it as well.”

left me standing there in a pool of moonlight, my mind spinning as the stars overhead, replaying his words over and over again to seal them permanently in my memory.

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About the Author:

Rose Vanden Eynden has always believed in magic, which probably explains how she is able to be a writer as well as a wife, mother, medium, massage therapist, minister, and instructor. She resides in a suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio with her husband, twin teenaged sons, and a dachshund named after Rudyard Kipling. In her spare (!) time, she enjoys performing in live theatre, watching films, reading, and walking in the woods. An avid believer in a balanced life, she meditates and eats chocolate daily.

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SO YOU WANT TO BE A MEDIUM? A DOWN TO EARTH GUIDE

METATRON: INVOKING THE ANGEL OF GOD'S PRESENCE

ASK A MEDIUM: ANSWERS TO YOUR FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS ABOUT THE SPIRIT WORLD

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Look for Rose's first novel, MERLYN'S RAVEN, coming April 17, 2012 from Soul Mate Publishing.

Bloodstorm by Amber Kallyn

Welcome Amber Kallyn as she presents to us her book BloodStorm.

  

She also presents to us one of her yummy recipes for a night of deliciousness to your palate.

Amber is giving away a $5 Amazon gift certificate to one lucky winner at this (and every) stop in the blog tour. Just comment and email below to enter.

And she will be giving away another $20 Amazon gift certificate to the reader who leaves the most comments on all the blogs she’ll be visiting.

(if there is a tie, she will use Random.org to select the winner). 

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Need a lovely dinner for the special vampire in your life? Try some Steak Tartare. Not only will it leave your sexy date satisfied, he'll be ready to sate his other appetites.

Steak Tartare

Ingredients

Assorted fresh greens

12 ounces beef tenderloin or sirloin

Worcestershire sauce

Hot pepper sauce

Salt

Black Pepper

2 tablespoons drained capers

2 tablespoons Dijon mustard

1/3 cup minced red onion

1/3 cup finely chopped parsley

2 eggs

4 slices of white bread, crusts removed, brushed with olive oil and lightly toasted

Extra-virgin olive oil

Directions

Garnish 2 plates with the fresh greens.

Place the beef on a cutting board and finely chop with a very sharp knife. Season to taste with Worcestershire sauce, hot pepper sauce, salt and black pepper. Shape the meat into 2 patties of equal size and center each on a plate of fresh greens.

Around each meat patty arrange half of the capers, Dijon mustard, red onion and parsley. Carefully break the 2 eggs, reserving the yolk and half of each shell. Place the yolks in their eggshell cups, then sit an egg cup in the center of each patty. Serve the steak tartare with toast points, olive oil, and hot pepper sauce and Worcestershire sauces on the side.

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Bloodstorm
Heart of a Vampire Book 1
Release Date: April 13, 2012
Novella
Paranormal romance

Short Blurb:

When duty forces a shaman to stop a vampire from her revenge, love doesn’t just burn... it bites.

For two hundred years, Niki DeVeraux has been tracking the monster who murdered her family and made her a vampire. She finally catches up to him only to face more than she bargained for in a too-sexy sheriff who makes her remember she’s still a woman. With duties as Keeper of the peace and Sheriff, Shane Spencer must protect humanity and stop the friction between the local Arcaine races before it turns into an all out blood war.

When wolves start turning up dead, the tension between the races grows and suspicion falls on Niki. Shane knows she’s not to blame, and it has nothing to do with the primal urges she stirs within him. Working together, they must stop the hostilities from going over the edge. Trouble is, the desires raging between them might prove more dangerous than the surrounding threats.

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Long Blurb:

When duty forces a shaman to stop a vampire from her revenge, love doesn’t just burn... it bites.

For two hundred years, Niki DeVeraux has been tracking the monster who murdered her family and made her a vampire. She finally catches up to him in a small Arizona town, only to face more than she bargained for. Amid an imperious vampire King, a shaky truce between the local clan and shifter pack, and a too-sexy sheriff who makes her remember she’s still a woman, Niki’s single-minded purpose is threatened for the first time since her turning.

Between his duties as Keeper of the peace for the Magic Council and heir to his tribe’s shamanistic magic, Sheriff Shane Spencer’s job is to protect humanity and stop the friction between the local Arcaine races before it turns into an all out blood war. To make matters worse, there’s an irresistible rouge vampire in town enflaming his senses.

When wolves start turning up dead, the tension between the paranormal races grows and suspicion falls on Niki. Shane knows she’s not to blame, and it has nothing to do with the primal urges she stirs within him. Working together, they must find a way to stop the hostilities from going over the edge. Trouble is, the desires raging between Niki and Shane might prove more dangerous than the surrounding threats. 

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About the Author:

One of those rare breeds, Amber Kallyn is an Arizona native who can trace her family's history through six generations in the state. She lives with her sexy husband, and their four very active children. Included in the menagerie are two cats (though there's always room for more) and two dogs. We won't count all the fish. She also writes urban fantasy under the name Higley Browne.

Amber loves the paranormal, from dragons to werewolves to vampires. She's currently at work on her next book, probably running around the house acting out a fight scene with her collection of swords and daggers. Or maybe, wishing she had claws to practice the other fight scenes.

A voracious lover of the written word, Amber found at an early age that she could read fast. Really fast. She devours novels by the day, novellas by the hour, and is always looking to get her hands on more.

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Julie Rowe LIVE Twitter Party

Please join author Julie Rowe and Bewitching Book Tours for a live Twitter Party Saturday April 21 at 7pm EST. 

Please use #northofheartbreak to join the party and for a chance to win a $10 Amazon Gift Card and a free ecopy of North of Heartbreak. 

Drop by for the fun!!

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North of Heartbreak by Julie Rowe

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North of Heartbreak

By Julie Rowe

Since her divorce, Willa Hayes has thrown herself into her work as a nurse practitioner in the remote town of Stony Creek, Alaska. She's regained her self-confidence and her heart is almost healed. Then her newfound peace is shaken by the arrival of sexy flyboy Liam Reynolds. Willa can't deny she's instantly, intensely attracted to him—even if she's convinced he's yet another Mr. Wrong.

Liam has his own reasons for fleeing to the isolation of the north, and a relationship is the last thing he wants. He wasn't counting on being drawn to the pretty nurse who accompanies patients on his flights to southern hospitals.

Fortunately, the temptation—and the desire to avoid anything serious—is mutual. So the pair comes up with an arrangement: sensual, steamy, no-strings fun. But when things heat up on a cold Alaskan night, the rules of the game may change forever...

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Everything I Know About Writing Medical Romance I Learned From Star Trek

By Julie Rowe

The character of the doctor has always been one of the main characters in every Star Trek series made.

Why?

I believe it’s because we all have the same fears and expectations of doctors no matter where we come from, and it’s those similarities we need to draw from in writing any medical scene. Here’s a quote to illustrate my point: 

McCoy to Chekov: “Now this isn’t going to hurt a bit.”

Chekov: “That’s what you said the last time.”

McCoy: “Did it hurt?”

Chekov: “Yes.”

McCoy and Chekov, TOS/The Deadly Years.

  

What’s great about this bit of dialogue is that anyone reading it can identify with Chekov.

I learned to write medical details in plain English from this little conversation McCoy had with a policeman and Kirk in The Voyage Home:

McCoy to policeman: “Damnit, do you want an acute case on your hands?  This woman has immediate postprandial upper abdominal distension!  Out of the way…Get out of the way.”

Kirk to McCoy: “What did you say she’s got?”

McCoy: “Cramps.”

Most readers don’t understand medical speak. You have to put things in terms they DO understand.

I learned to use medical scenes to deepen the stakes for my characters from this exchange between Kirk and a police man in The Voyage Home:

Policeman to McCoy: “How’s the patient, Doctor?”

McCoy: “He’s gonna make it!”

Police man: “He?  You came in with a she?”

McCoy: “One little mistake…”

This made me laugh out loud when I heard it the first time, but for the policeman, it sure made him wary!

I learned that the best doctors are deeply empathic and need to be written that way.

Dr. Crusher to Picard: “Where are the calluses we doctors are supposed to grow over our feelings?”

Picard: “Perhaps the good ones never get them.”

Beverly and Picard, TNG/Code of Honor.

Dr. Pulaski to Doctor: “It’s a time honoured way to practice medicine – with your head and your heart and your hands.”

Pulaski to Doctor, TNG/Contagion.

Dr. Bashir to Garak: “I’m a doctor, you’re my patient, that’s all I need to know.”

Bashir to Garak, DS9/Life Support.

Practicing medicine is often an emotionally draining occupation. It’s important to remember this aspect when you’re creating medical characters.

I’ve learned that readers enjoy stories with medical characters engaged in a struggle to safe a life.

Dr. Bashir to Winn: “Listen to me. I don’t care about your negotiations, and I don’t care about your treaty. All I care about is my patient, and at the moment, he needs more treatment and less politics.”

Bashir to Winn, DS9/Life Support.

I learned that not all medical scenes need to be serious. Humor can be a powerful a tool in storytelling.

Chekov to Sulu: “’Give us some more blood, Chekov.’ ‘The needle won’t hurt, Chekov.’ ‘Breathe deeply, Chekov.’ ‘Blood sample, Chekov.’ ‘ Marrow sample, Chekov.’ ‘ Skin sample, Chekov.’  If…if I live long enough, I’m going to run out of samples.”

Sulu: “You’ll live.”

Chekov: “Oh, yes, I’ll live. But I won’t enjoy it.”

            -Chekov and Sulu, TOS/The Deadly Years.

The final lesson is to end the story with an emotional satisfying ending.

Live long and prosper.

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About the Author

Julie Rowe’s first career as a medical lab technologist in Canada took her to the North West Territories and northern Alberta, where she still resides. She loves to include medical details in her romance novels, but admits she’ll never be able to write about all her medical experiences because, “No one would believe them!”

A double Golden Heart finalist 2006, Julie has two books out with Carina Press: ICEBOUND and NORTH OF HEARTBREAK. Her writing has also appeared in several magazines such as Today’s Parent, Reader’s Digest (Canada), and Canadian Living. She currently facilitates communication workshops for her local city college. You can reach her at www.julieroweauthor.com or on Twitter @julieroweauthor .

Off Limits by Renee Pace

Please welcome Renee Pace as she brings us her book Off Limits.

An ebook copy of Off Limits will be given away to one lucky reader. 

To enter, leave a comment and email below.

Also, Renee is giving away 2 Amazon Gift Cards tour wide. 

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Off Limits

By Renee Pace

Genre:YA

Blurb:

Lindsay looks and acts like the perfect fifteen year-old, but she’s hiding a dirty little secret that no amount of fashionista coverings can make better. Telling her mother her step-father is molesting her is not an option. Trying to kill herself again haunts her more than the scars on her wrists, and pretending to be perfect at school might very well drive her over the edge. 

Megan knows all about lying. It's been part of her life ever since she realized the only way to escape her poverty-stricken neighborhood was to work hard, keep her mouth shut and wear a mask no one can penetrate. All that changes when Lindsay befriends her.

Can two girls who have little in common discover the value of a real friendship or will the secrets they dare not speak destroy them both?

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I’m a young adult writer and romance/erotic writer. They two shall never meet but the reality is that in this world they do. Like many writers I have two pen names, and separate accounts for my twitter, Facebook and websites. Do I like writing one genre over another? Sometimes. My first love was romance writing and I always wrote in 3rd person. In fact there was I thought I’d never like to write in 1st person but like many writers I hit a wall. I had to try something new. That turned out to be writing YA. The book I started was a fantasy YA and I originally wrote it in third person and yes I finished it but truly felt something was missing. I put that book, so to speak, under the bed. I needed time to think about it. My critique partners said it was great and it even finaled in a contest but I felt something was missing.

So, I thought try something even more out of my comfort zone. Instead of third person I moved to first person and instead of fantasy I jumped into contemporary. Did I find it hard? Actually no. The characters voice jumped into my head and to add more difficulty I added an animal POV. Yes, you heard me. My first nitty gritty YA book Off Leash features a boy and a dog and yes, both speak. Once I wrote Off Leash I purposely moved to write a story with two girls showcasing their own POV and then Off Limits was born. After Off Limits I wanted to try something else so I started something with a girl and boy POV and Off Stroke came into existence.

Like when I started writing romance I didn’t want to follow a script. A number of my large romance novels have multi-POV, something I was told can deter a publisher. I was lucky my publisher took a chance on me and I’m also lucky that the industry has allowed Indie authors to take control of their own destiny.

My YA books don’t fit the mold. I shopped around for a publisher and while a number loved my voice they also said they couldn’t find a market for my books. Well, I found a market. I took control of my books and launched them as an Indie author and I haven’t looked back. The stories had to be told.

I’d like to know if you’re a writer have you ever pursued your dream and just gone with it?

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Off Limits Kindle http://amzn.com/B006JUVE1Y

Off Limits print link – http://amzn.com/0986890871

Off Stroke -Two teens with little in common tackle prejudice and stereotypes to risk it all to help each other – debuts Amazon May 2012

Off Leash –Kindle http://amzn.com/B005S34JO2

Print http://amzn.com/146643791X

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About the Author:

Renee Pace is a multi-published author who likes to tackle real teen issues in her nitty gritty series. She calls Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada home. Mother of four she juggles writing, deadlines and her children’s hectic schedules. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Romance Writers of Atlantic Canada, the Writers Federation of Nova Scotia, and the Society of Children Writers & Illustrators. Her first nitty gritty book, Off Leash was a 2011 semi-finalist in the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Contest. Her second book Off Limits tackles poverty and sexual abuse, and for her third book, Off Stroke debuting May 2012 Pace writes about young love and prejudice.

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Blood Bound by Áine P Massie

 Please welcome author Áine P Massie who brings to us Book Two of the House Millar Series.

 

Blood Bound

(Book Two of the House Millar series)

by Áine P Massie

How many ways can a hearts true love be shared? After poisoning, near death attacks, consummated passions, and possible insanity visit Anya, Nicholas, and Declán they embark on their future. Or at least they try to. Jealousy can be a pain, in more ways than one. 

Can Anya protect her lovers, find peace within herself, and lead the House Millar? With her loves and guards, Nicholas and Declán, she sets out to do just that. If only life, eternal life, were that easy. 

Come take a walk with our loving family and witness the strange turns and twists as life, love, and passions collide with greed, politics, and evil.

Excerpt 1

I stripped my clothes off after climbing into the shower, taking a strange pleasure in watching the rivulets of blood slough off my body and swirl down the drain. This wasn’t a shower for pleasure or comfort though; I wanted to escape what had just happened. I turned up the heat again, hoping to burn the sick feeling of their skin and blood off me. I couldn’t seem to calm completely. I wanted, craved more of an outlet for the frustrations. Holding in my power all the time wore on me but what else could I do?

Growling in frustration I punched the wall, not the smartest thing to do considering. The beautiful tile cracked where the wall dented in around my fist. Great, now I have to have the shower wall fixed. With a heavy sigh I slid down the back wall into a sitting position letting the water crash down over my head taking with it the proof of my out of control violence.

Ma dame? Louis’s voice intruded cautiously on my solitude but considering the sound the punch had made I wasn’t surprised really.

Don’t worry, Louie. The only danger in here with me, is me.

Yes, Ma dame. Let me know when you’re finished. I have fresh clothes for you. He’d slipped back into servant mode, which was strangely comforting.

Thank you, Louie. Soon. I spent a little longer working through my frustrations and hair. With hair so long and thick it took a while to get all the blood out.

Excerpt 2

“Mine? You should check yours out sometime. As if being with Nic and me wasn’t enough to question it, now you’ve added Louie but in some type of servant-slash-lover position. I think you win the straight jacket award. But your taking of Louie actually isn’t what I wanted to question you about. Your battle lust is more my concern right now. You had a hard time calming down and being yourself again. You really didn’t seem better till after the shower, though smashing the tile seemed a little excessive to me.” I could see true concern in his eyes.

“A ghrá, I don’t know how to explain what’s going on inside me. I hate fighting because I enjoy it too much. I like it. Not the death part but the power.” I was trailing my fingers down his arm, enjoying the feeling of his hard muscles. For someone so powerfully built and trained it was almost comical that he was in college for architecture.

“Oh, I know you like the power,” he said gripping my wrists suddenly and pinning them down. “But you like the resistance too. You like to dominate, to conquer, but you like the fight as well. It’s something you haven’t quite figured out yet, I think.” He had a dangerous, hungry look in his eyes but wasn’t pushing beyond restraining my wrists.

“Oh I do, do I? I think you just like me trying to dominate your strength some days.” Flipping so I was straddling his waist and pinning him, I stared into those eternally deep sapphire blue eyes of his. Goddess knows I still wanted some form of physical release for this energy!

“Yes,” he panted as he struggled to break my hold on his wrists. I never use much of my strength with him, always too afraid to hurt him. For some reason I wasn’t being as careful this time. He would have to be more than just strong to win this one. “And I never said I didn’t like fighting back.” With that he bucked catching me off guard and allowing him the momentum to turn me over. He was smart though, he stretched out so his body held mine down as his legs and hands pinned me.

His face was only inches away and as the heat crashed over me a swirl of images came to mind. Pleasing yet disorienting. Disturbing . . .

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About the Author

Áine P Massie is originally from Florida, she now lives in Wisconsin where she works on her House Millar series full time while raising four children (the term herding cats comes to mind). Her major in College was Childhood Education (0-5) with a minor study in Deaf Culture/ASL. She is also a Wiccan priestess dedicated to the gods, family, and love.

A lifelong reader, Áine has always had a particular fascination with vampires, mythology, and the unusual. When she can escape from her children and books, she enjoys . . . oh yes, reading, playing, ritual, a good cappuccino, and working with her healing stones.

Her first published work came in high school where she was part of a writing and drama group. But, she’s been reading the likes of Shakespeare and Poe since late elementary school and enjoys most forms of fiction. Blood’s Voice has been a long time in coming and with its publication (June 2011) Áine embarked on a new chapter in her life.

Áine P Massie is currently working on her third novel, Glamour Blade.

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Website – http://apmassie.com

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Twitter – http://twitter.com/AnyaMillar

Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/anyamillar

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eMail – anya.millar@gmail.com

Book Data

BLOOD BOUND

Áine P Massie

Geas Publishing

Paranormal Romance / Fiction

eBook – $4.99

Paperback – $14.99

ISBN-13: 978-1463593025

ISBN-10: 1463593023

ASIN: B007CJ64WA

BN ID: 2940013969902