Friday, March 28, 2014

Cover Reveal: DIVIDE by @JessaRusso

Hello, lovelies!

I am very happy to help reveal the complete cover for DIVIDE by Jessa Russo today. Are you as excited for this book as I am?! You should be. It promises to be one crazy, amazing journey.

DIVIDE, a YA Fantasy/Fairytale Redux, is schedule to hit stores on April 17th, 2014.

From senior class president to dejected social outcast, with just the flick of a match.
After accusations of torching her ex-boyfriend’s home are followed by the mysterious poisoning of her ex-best friend, seventeen-year-old Holland Briggs assumes her life is over. And it is. But not in the way she thinks.
As Holland learns the truth about her cursed fate—that she is descended from the Beast most have only ever heard of in fairytales—she unites with an unlikely ally, good-looking newcomer Mick Stevenson.
Mick knows more about Holland’s twisted history than she does, and enlightening as it is to learn about, his suggestion for a cure is unsettling at best. Holland must fall in love with Mick in order to break the spell, and save their future generations from repeating her cursed fate. Having sworn off love after the betrayals of her ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend, this may be difficult to accomplish. 
Complicating things further for Holland and Mick, time runs out, and Holland’s change begins way before schedule. With Holland quickly morphing into a dangerous mythical creature, Mick struggles to save her. 
Should they fail, Holland will be lost to the beast inside her forever.
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FALLThe Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is now available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and KOBO. FADE - The Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is available at: Amazon US | UK | DE | FR | IT | ES | Barnes and Noble | Kobo | Books-a-Million

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Piece-by-piece Cover Reveal (Day Nine): DIVIDE by @JessaRusso

I am very excited to help reveal part of the cover for DIVIDE by Jessa Russo today.
Yes, part of the cover!
If you haven't been following the reveal, each day for the last nine days, one blogger has revealed a new piece of the cover, building on what's been revealed by each previous blogger. And we're almost to the finish line!
Check out today's reveal below, and then check back tomorrow for the full cover!

From senior class president to dejected social outcast, with just the flick of a match.
After accusations of torching her ex-boyfriend’s home are followed by the mysterious poisoning of her ex-best friend, seventeen-year-old Holland Briggs assumes her life is over. And it is. But not in the way she thinks.
As Holland learns the truth about her cursed fate—that she is descended from the Beast most have only ever heard of in fairytales—she unites with an unlikely ally, good-looking newcomer Mick Stevenson.
Mick knows more about Holland’s twisted history than she does, and enlightening as it is to learn about, his suggestion for a cure is unsettling at best. Holland must fall in love with Mick in order to break the spell, and save their future generations from repeating her cursed fate. Having sworn off love after the betrayals of her ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend, this may be difficult to accomplish. 
Complicating things further for Holland and Mick, time runs out, and Holland’s change begins way before schedule. With Holland quickly morphing into a dangerous mythical creature, Mick struggles to save her. 
Should they fail, Holland will be lost to the beast inside her forever.
Links:
Please be sure to visit Jessa Russo's website tomorrow, for the FULL reveal!


xoxo,
Ayden

FALLThe Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is now available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and KOBO. FADE - The Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is available at: Amazon US | UK | DE | FR | IT | ES | Barnes and Noble | Kobo | Books-a-Million

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Teaser Tuesday Drabbles

Hello, lovelies, 

For Teaser Tuesday this week, I thought I'd do something a little different and give you two drabbles. These aren't a part of any particular story. They're simply little scenes that go with images I stumbled across somewhere online. Maybe one day the story behind the scenes will appear. :)

Enjoy!

Forever

"I love you," he whispered, wrapping his arms around me when I stepped up between his legs.

He lifted his hooded gaze to mine. Emotion he never showed me blazed in the clear blue depths of his eyes like storm clouds roiling. Everything I wanted hung there, but nowhere near enough of it.

"Show me," I said, needing more from him in that moment than spoken professions and unguarded looks. I needed forever as only he could give it to me. I needed his lips on mine and his heart pounding for me. Only for me.

"Always for you," he promised as if he'd plucked the thought from the depths of my mind.

His lips parted, sliding over mine like warm silk.

For the first time in days, forever didn't seem so impossible after all.

It seemed right. 

* * *

Rain

Water falls in thick drops, sliding off his skin and onto mine. It's cool where it lands, little spots of relief on overheated skin. I barely feel it. Blades of winter roughened bark scrape at my back, but I don't feel those either. All I feel is him surrounding me… and he is everywhere.

My heart races beneath the tips of his fingers, pounding out a chorus of yeses as he slides his hands down my sides. He hasn't even kissed me yet, and I'm in heaven. Overwhelmed by him… his touch, his scent, the hitch of his breath.

I'm burning everywhere. Not even the rain pouring down around us eases the intense ache.

His hair drips in my face, and he sighs. The sound is reverent, worshipful… full of relief and need in turns.

Please, I beg, needing him in ways I can't even begin to describe.

He doesn't disappoint.

He dips his head, lapping a bead of water from my collarbone. My back arches, pushing me closer to him. Drops of water steam where he presses kisses into my throat. My heart thumps wildly against his fingertips one final time before he slides them downward, exploring my damp skin, driving me crazy.
My legs tremble beneath me. Each time his hands slip lowers, another soft gasp whispers from my lips. Every flick of his tongue drives my pulse rate higher. I can't wait any longer and he knows it.

He grasps my sides, pulling me up, twining my legs around his hips.

I cry out as his mouth descends on mine, his tongue twining around mine.

Pleasure rushes over me, rushes through me. I feel the water this time… inside, outside… everywhere.

Just like he said I would.

xoxo,
Ayden

FALLThe Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is now available at Amazon Barnes and Noble | KOBO. FADE - The Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is available at: Amazon US | UK | DE | FR | IT | ES | Barnes and Noble | Kobo | Books-a-Million.

Friday, March 21, 2014

The Great and Powerful Theme Reveal #atozchallenge #giveaway



Dearest Readers, 

Imagine for a moment, if you will, the wilds of times long ago and far away.

The sun breaks on the horizon ahead as you and your closest grasp your swords and run, screaming into battle. Sweat and other questionable bodily fluids drip down your face... your arms... your legs. You hurl javelins and spears whilst those fighting beside you plow on massive steeds through the ranks of those rising up against you.

When darkness falls on the battlefield, you stand as defiant as you are exhausted. You've lost friends this day, but you didn't give in or surrender. You fought for the right to rule... and it brought you here. To this moment and this truce. You spit into the vat at your feet, weary, wary... but alive.

Between one breath and the next, the scene before you vanishes.

The craggy, snow-capped Caucasus Mountains rise around you like massive fingers reaching toward the heavens. You peer from the mouth of a cave high up on Mount Kazbeck, stunned into silence as a vicious bird wheels over a young man laying defenseless on the rocks. He thrashes, pleading with the Gods for their forgiveness. You're so high up, for a moment, you think the Gods might hear him. They might answer. But they don't. They have no mercy for a man such as this. A traitor. A thief. 

The bird plummets toward the young man, sinking his claws into the poor bastard's flesh. You slap your hands over your eyes, unwilling to watch the poor man's destruction. And yet... you can't help but peek between your fingers, staring in horror as the beast rips through his flesh and begins to devour his entrails.

What macabre scene is this, you wonder?

But your only answer is the pitiful cries of that poor fool bound to a hell unlike any you've ever witnessed before. 

You click your heels three times, hoping the magic bestowed upon young Dorothy has somehow found its way into the soles of your hiking boots...

Everything blurs and fades.

Did it work?!

You whip your head around, desperately seeking your bed. 

But it's nowhere to be found. Instead, you stand, inexplicably, at the lip of a great, cosmic ocean. Gods and demons surround you, and for this one moment, they work together, agitating the starry waters as one mighty force. A great mist arises from the depths, creeping toward Earth like a living, breathing wall of fog. 

The Gods despair until one brave deity rises up and sucks the noxious fumes into his mouth. He begins to choke, gasping and clawing for air. A Goddess rushes forth and wraps her arms around his neck. She squeezes, shaking him as if all the world depends upon it.

With that great ocean seething behind him... his throat turns blue. He takes a breath. And then another.

What sorcery is this?!

You rush forward to demand answers...

But the landscape changes around you. Again and again, you stand, transfixed, as the most wondrous things happen around you. Gods are born. Alliances fail. The world trembles and grows dark. You're awe-struck as tales of old take shape around you. 

Twenty-six of them, in fact. One after another.

Can you imagine such a magical, mystical place?

I can, dear readers. I can!

And if you'll join me right here on April 1st... you can take that fantastical journey with me right through the heart of mythology. I'll introduce you to Gods and Goddess, to Giants and Dwarves, and all those beautiful, tragic things that make such tales a brilliant, timeless (and sometimes terrifying) part of our history.

See you then, fellow travelers. 


xoxo,
Ayden

Know which three myths are discussed above? Leave a comment below! The first person to guess all three correctly will win my first two novels, FADE and FALL, for Kindle or Nook (reader's choice). 

Want to know where else you'll be traveling this April? Check out the themes from other A to Z Blogging Challenge Participants here

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Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Cover Reveal: Love's Paradox by @LauraKreitzer #newadult

Love's Paradox is the first book in a New Adult Contemporary Romance series by Laura Kreitzer to be released May 5, 2014. And today I'm revealing the cover!

But first, a little bit about the book:

Stalked by her abusive ex-fiancé, Rae Zachery retaliates by singing karaoke and spilling all their dirty secrets to the entire bar. When her ex attempts to silence her brazen performance, sexy biker Parker comes to her rescue and soundly punches her ex in the face. As valiant as that may be, Rae finds Parker’s violent assistance unsettling, yet she can’t help but be drawn to him and his tragic past.

Fighting her attraction for Parker is a battle Rae can’t win, and soon their night of sharing secrets morphs into an undeniable bond. But fate won’t so easily relinquish her grip on their happily-ever-after. Instead of blissfully skipping into obscurity, Rae and Parker are subjected to her ex-fiancé’s vicious proclivities. Who knew love could hurt so good?

Read the first 5 chapters for free by clicking here.

Now the cover! Are you excited? I know I am.

Love's Paradox

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Laura Kreitzer is a best-selling fantasy and science fiction author who hails from western Kentucky. Represented by Pam van Hylckama Vlieg, partner at Foreword Literary. Laura's full-time 9-5 job used to be working in a lab devoted to water dye-tracing investigations at Western Kentucky University, though her passion was always writing. After seven years of dedicating her life to the environment, she made the tough decision to leave the university to pursue her writing career. Now Laura has several novels published, with several more in the works.

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Monday, March 17, 2014

Myth or Monster Monday: Tuatha Dé Danann

Tuatha Dé Danann, Artist Unknown
Since today is St. Patrick's Day, I thought it fitting that our myth come from the Irish. So I present to you the Tuatha Dé Danann.

The Tuatha Dé Danann (meaning tribes of the goddess Danu) are the mythical beings. They are descended from Neimheadh and came to Ireland from Falias, Finias, Gorias, and Murias. When they arrived in Ireland, according to some, darkness settled over the land for three long days and nights.

The Tuatha Dé Danann brought with them the incredible magic they had picked up in Falias, Finias, Gorias, and Murias. They also brought one treasure from each of their cities... the Spear of Lugh, the Dagda's Cauldron, the Sword of Light of Nuada, and the Stone of Fal. These four treasures granted the Tuatha Dé Danann immense power...  No battle was ever waged against the one who held the Spear of Lugh, no one escaped from the Nuada's sword once it was drawn, Dagda's Cauldron satisfied all who partook of it, and the Stone of Fal helped crown the rightful king of Ireland by crying out when said king placed his feet upon it. Fal's Stone also granted the king a long life.

During their reign in Ireland, the Tuatha Dé fought three immense battles. In the first Nuada lost an arm before eventually being restored to the crown. In the second, Nuada was slain and Lugh took over as King. The third battle, against the Milesians, proved to be their last. After Lugh declared a truce in the third battle, the Tuatha Dé Danann attempted to drive the Milesians away to no avail. They came to shore and defeated the Tuatha Dé Danann. When the Milesian then divided the land between their people and the Tuatha Dé Danann, they did so cleverly... laying claim to all above ground while giving the Tuatha Dé Danann dominion underground.

Some claim the Tuatha Dé Danann still reside in the Sidhe mounds throughout Ireland, invisible to humans but very much evident in our world. Today, the Tuatha Dé Danann are called the Aes Sidhe (or Aos Sí)... the Fae. Only iron can injure these supernatural creatures, and, when the cause is just, you just might find them joining alongside humans in battle.

If you ever have the opportunity to read up on the Tuatha Dé Danann or the Sidhe, I highly recommend doing so. What I've relayed here is just a brief overview. There is such an immense cache of lore out there on these mythical folk, and it is absolutely fascinating. I cannot think of another culture who bring mythology to life quite like the Irish do. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day, loves. Celebrate safely!

xoxo,
Ayden

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Sunday, March 16, 2014

Write drunk, edit sober... plot drugged?

I caught the stomach plague early this week, and it is been clinging for all it's worth. I dehydrated fast, so on Wednesday afternoon, SS dragged me to the doctor for fluids and drugs. I don't like to take medication that makes me sleep because it tends to give me horrific nightmares, but actual sleep wasn't exactly happening without them (and let's face it... even nightmares are preferable to violent projectile vomiting every time you move, right? Right.) so I've been taking them religiously.

Each time I manage to sleep for a few hours, I've had the same crazy dream about a little boy who vanishes into thin air, the older sister who moves heaven and earth to bring him home again, and the not-quite-human new boy across the street whose very existence is on the line. (Don't you love intentional vagueness?)

Yesterday, when the projectile vomiting had more or less stopped, I decided to drag myself to work for a few hours before the boss sent out a search party. I sat at my desk and did absolutely nothing but pray for a time wrap Googled the name of the creature he gave me (or gave to Samara in my dream... whatever).

How strange that it actually exists! In mythology, people. It exists in mythology. Not in the real world. Because that'd be too much crazy.

Of course, I probably read about said creature in all of my mythology research and just don't remember it in my current state. But I've decided this can only mean one thing: I absolutely must write this story! I mean, something good damn well better come out of vomiting so much I can't move without every muscle in my body throbbing in protest. I refuse to believe the Universe is cruel enough to inflict such misery without including a silver lining somewhere.

After realizing the creature actually exists (in the myths), I decided I'd better start jotting notes before the drugs wore off and I forgot what the hell I needed to remember.

In between bouts of sleep today, I've managed to plot the whole story out.... which is admittedly not hard to do when you've just watched it play out from start to finish about fifteen times in a row. But whatever. This is destiny, dammit!

I have no idea if my outline makes any sense or not, but I'm really excited to put the story on paper. Just as soon as I get FLAME written, and Stricken and Rhapsody edited...

Jesus. I need to win the lottery. I don't have enough hours in the day to write and work and keep the house from turning into an actual Zoo.

Maybe this one will be my NaNo project for the year.

I'm going back to bed.

xoxo,
Ayden

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Thursday, March 13, 2014

The Ragnarok Prophesies Review Tour #newadult #fantasy

Are you interested in reviewing FADE or FALL? Then this is the tour for you!

From March 15, 2014 to May 15, 2014, we're asking readers and bloggers to sign up to review FADE or FALL (or both!).

You do not have to have a blog to participate.
You don't have to sign up for a specific date.
Heck, you don't even have to be a young (or new!) adult. 

All you have to do is agree to pen an honest review of one or both titles during the 2 month tour. Reviews can be posted to Amazon, to Goodreads, to Barnes and Noble, or to your blog. Loved the book? Hated it? Want more? 

We want to know! 

In return, we're giving you the opportunity to take home a $10.00 Amazon gift-card and Ragnarok Prophesies swag. Who doesn't like being rewarded for reading and telling others what you thought?! To be entered into the giveaway, please email your review (or link) to press at akmorgen dot com. Random winner will be chosen on the last day of the Review Tour. 

You can sign up via the form below. 

You can also join the Review Tour Event on Facebook to keep up to date with the latest information and connect with other readers/reviewers. Invite your friends. Heck, invite your mom! :) 

FADE Summary:

What do you do when you realize nothing in your life is what you’ve believed it to be?

When Arionna Jacobs loses her mother in a tragic accident, her world is turned upside down. She’s forced to leave her old life behind and move in with her father. Dace Matthews, a teaching assistant at her new college, is torn in two, unable to communicate with the feral wolf caged inside him.

When they meet, everything they thought they knew about life unravels. Dace has intimate access to Arionna’s mind, and something deep within her fights to rise to the surface. They don't understand what's happening to them or why, and they're running out of time to sort out the strange occurrences around them. 

Their meeting sets an ancient Norse prophesy of destruction in motion, and what destiny has in store for them is bigger than either could have ever imagined. Unless they learn to trust themselves and one another, they may never resolve the mystery surrounding who they are to one another, and what that means for the world.

 FALL Summary:

How do you save someone who doesn't want to be saved?

Those called to stand guard against the end are broken, and Sköll and Hati run free. Now Arionna Jacobs and Dace Matthews face a threat unlike any before. Ragnarök is coming and they aren't strong enough to stop it.

Arionna thought she understood sacrifice, but she never counted on her destiny tearing Dace apart. Ever since she nearly died, he has been consumed with guilt. Now it threatens to turn him into the monster he always feared.

It's up to Arionna to stop him before it's too late, but the path to hell is paved with good intentions, and Dace is hurtling toward self destruction. This time, Arionna isn't sure she can save him from himself. Can she convince him to let the past go, or is her true destiny to sacrifice her heart in exchange for the lives of the people she loves?

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xoxo,

Ayden

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Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Teaser Tuesday: Rhapsody (The Teplo Files: Two) #nsfw

Hello, lovelies!

I have another teaser from the Teplo Files for you. I've sent the first book of the trilogy, Ravished, off to the beta team to see what they think about where I decided to end it. While they work their magic, I've been editing through the second book (tentatively titled Rhapsody). This particular teaser comes from there and is probably NSFW. Unless your boss doesn't mind you reading naughtiness... in which case I'd like to be your new coworker, please. ;)

Enjoy!


Lillian stopped mid-stretch when she caught sight of Tristan, her cheeks turning that dusty rose color he loved.
"Hey," she mumbled, averting her gaze.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Liar." He frowned, stepping into the room. No way did she get to go back to half-truths and evasions now.
She huffed, lifting her head. "It's nothing. I just didn't realize you were there."
"So?" he asked, not seeing her point.
"It's weird." She grimaced, her hands fluttering at her sides.
Tristan pursed his lips.
Lillian avoided his gaze, instead smoothing an invisible wrinkle in her leotard. The blush in her cheeks deepened.
Why was she embarrassed?
"Talk to me, beautiful."
She hesitated a moment. "Once a month, Madame Goffe would open our practices to the kids studying at the school associated with the Company. Those who performed well during the week would line up along the walls and watch us warm up, imaging themselves in our positions." She frowned, a soft sigh stirring the fine hairs framing her face. "No one except my therapist has watched me stretch since."
"I love watching you move," he murmured.
"I'm not very graceful," she said, her gaze flitting down to rest on her scar and then away. "Not anymore."
He hated the sad, shamed smile twisting at her lips.
Striding across the room to her, he held his hand out. "Come here," he requested.
She bit her lip, debating, and then reached for his hand.
Getting her up from the floor took no effort at all.
Once she had her feet beneath her, he turned her until her back rested against her chest.
She stood tense and rigid against him, but that didn't matter. Fingers of heat still wound their way through him.
"I like having you in my arms," he leaned in to whisper in her ear.
She tilted her head to the side, granting him access to the side of her neck.
"What's this song?" he asked when she relaxed a little, letting him support her weight.
"It's from Giselle. Do you know the story?"
"No." He brushed his lips across her ear, causing her to shiver. "Tell me."
"It's a romantic ballet about jealousy, deception, forgiveness, and transcendent love," she said as he slid his hands from her waist onto her rib cage. "Giselle is the most beautiful woman in her village, which causes Duke Albrecht and Hilarion, the gamekeeper, to fall in love with her. But the Duke is betrothed to a princess and knows he can never truly have Giselle. In an act of sheer desperation, he disguises himself as a peasant to get close to her. His plan works, and Giselle falls deeply in love with him. Whenever he pays her call, they dance together. Their love is so apparent; the village youth join in their dances, filling the village with joy.
"When Hilarion sees this dance, he realizes he's lost Giselle to Albrecht. His jealousy spirals out of control and he vows to find out what the Duke is hiding so he can tear them apart, thus allowing him to win her affections for himself."
Tristan listened with half an ear to her explanation, focusing instead on the way her body moved beneath his hands. When he shifted, so did she, her body adjusting to him without conscious thought. Whether the subtle movements were some left over ballerina instinct or a natural response to him didn't matter. He loved them either way.
Her heart hammered against his fingertips.
"And then what happens?" He pulled her earlobe into his mouth and nipped, a little demand that she let go of her anxiety and relax. Inching his way across her ribs, he rubbed tantalizing circles beneath her breasts, teasing both of them in the process.
Lillian groaned, attempting to arch into his touch. "Hilarion eventually unmasks the Duke," she said when Tristan refused to obey that unspoken plea and kept his hands right where they were, "but Giselle has fallen so madly in love with him that Hilarion's plan to win her backfires. When she realizes she and the Duke can never truly be together, she goes mad. The dance she once shared with him becomes something else, something darker.
"Albrecht watches her, heartbroken that his deception has caused her such immense pain. He pleads for her forgiveness, but it's too late. She grabs his sword and stabs herself with it, unable to bear the heartbreak and humiliation he's thrust upon her. She dies in her mother's arms, leaving the Duke utterly destroyed."
In reward for continuing, Tristan let his fingertips graze the undersides of her breasts through the thin, form-fitting fabric.
Almost instantly, her breath began to hitch.
Hiding a smirk, Tristan planted his lips against her throat, licking and sucking.
"And then what, beautiful?" he whispered against her skin, once more completely captivated by her. Her scent, her taste, the way she moved, and the breathless moans whispering from her lips layered one atop the other, stoking to life that brilliant burn for more… The one he felt every single time he touched her.
"They… Ah…." she groaned as he sucked at her throat, pulling her skin between his teeth momentarily before letting go.
"Tell me," he said, moving on to the fading marks he'd left upon her two nights before. The faint spots were all but gone now, and the desire to replace them gnawed at him. Something deep inside him liked the thought of leaving his mark on her, right there where everyone would see it and know she belonged with him.
At the moment, he didn't really care what that primal desire said about him.
"They bury Giselle in a glade haunted by the Wilis, spirits of wronged virgins who lure men to their deaths," Lillian said. "She becomes one of them. When Hilarion goes looking for her grave one night in grief over what he's caused, the Wilis force him to dance until he dies. This… Oh God…" she moaned when Tristan let his fingers climb higher, no longer teasing the undersides of her breasts, but cupping them fully in his hands.
"This what, beautiful?" His question came out sounding as strained as her whisper, his teasing killing them both, but damned if that would stop him. Now that he'd been all over her, on top of her, inside of her… he wasn't sure he could stop touching her.
She didn't seem to mind his predicament.
"Music-" she broke off as he traced her nipples with a single fingertip on each, making light circles around the hardened flesh poking through the thin fabric.
"What about it?"
"It's from that scene. It's his final – Oh, sweet Jesus – dance. His death."
Tristan rewarded her once more by rolling her nipples between his fingers.
Her head fell back against his shoulder.
"Giselle doesn't save him?" he asked, barely about to force the words out. He was hard as a rock, and dying to bend her over the little table and plunge his cock into her until she shattered around him.
Trying to remind himself that she needed a break didn't help much.
"No." Lillian moaned again when he sucked the pulse point in her throat, biting and then soothing it with his tongue exactly like he had so many times before.
"Keep going, Lillian," he murmured, kissing a trail across her shoulder.
"She doesn't save him. Her ghost is with the Duke when Hilarion enters the glade, so she doesn't even know he's there. No one knows if she would have saved him had she been able to do so. His jealousy was the catalyst for her greatest pain, and the Duke's greatest loss. But she saves the Duke despite his deception, because her love for him transcended even death and her new position as a Wilis. She never got that- Oh God, Tristan. Please…."
Tristan smiled, triumphant, when her concentration shattered, her body going limp against him just as he'd wanted. She arched into his eager hands, pressing her ass into his cock.
"Close your eyes, beautiful," he whispered and set to work on her leotard, peeling it down her arms until her breasts spilled free of the restricting material.
Her eyes fluttered closed as the music reached a fevered pitch around them, swelling and receding as, presumably, Hilarion's forced dance swept him closer and closer to death.
Tristan pulled Lillian back against him and shifted until his hips cradled hers on either side.
He snaked one hand around her waist to guide her as the other rose to tease at her breasts again. Her head rolled against his shoulder, a moan breaking from her lips, as he began to rock her body side to side with his own in a dance as shattering as Hilarion's, but for an entirely different reason.
Death awaited that jealous fool.
Ecstasy awaited Lillian. 

                                                                  * * * * *

I shared this on Facebook last night, but wanted to share it here, too. This is Hilarion's dace from Giselle (performed by Kazuo Kimura and the Tokyo Ballet) referenced in this scene. It's one of my favorite performances. If you ever get the opportunity to attend a performance of Giselle, go!




xoxo,
Ayden

FALLThe Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is now available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and KOBO. FADE - The Ragnarök Prophesies: Book Two is available at: Amazon US | UK | DE | FR | IT | ES | Barnes and Noble | Kobo | Books-a-Million

Monday, March 10, 2014

KIYA: Rise of a New Dynasty by @KatieTeller1: Spotlight and #giveaway

Hello, lovelies! 

I am happy to help shine the spotlight on Kiya: Rise of a New Dynasty (Kiya Trilogy Book #3) by the lovely Katie Hamstead today. Kiya: Rise of a New Dynasty is the third and final installment of Katie's wildly popular Kiya Trilogy, NA Historical Romance . Kiya was published February 25th by Curiosity Quills Press


Summary: Tut has grown into his position as Pharaoh, but he is a wild young man. Naomi fears for him, not only because of his recklessness, but because he has put his trust in Ay–the man determined to destroy Naomi—despite her and Horemheb advising against it.
Meanwhile, death and slavery hang over Naomi and her family. With fear of the booming Hebrew numbers causing talk of enslaving them, conscription is reinstated and Naomi fears for the lives of her other children. Especially since Ay's children are now adults, and just as dangerous as their father. They threaten to take Itani, conspire against Tut, and push for power.
But Tut is in trouble. While Ay's daughter draws Horemheb's attention, and Naomi deals with the struggles of her family, everyone's distraction could spell death for the young Pharaoh.
You can grab a copy of KIYA: Rise of a New Dynasty at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, or Amazon UK. And don't forget to add KIYA to your TBR list on Goodreads!

About the Author:

Born and raised in Australia, Katie’s early years of day dreaming in the “bush”, and having her father tell her wild bedtime stories, inspired her passion for writing.

After graduating High School, she became a foreign exchange student where she met a young man who several years later she married. Now she lives in Arizona with her husband, daughter and their dog.
She has a diploma in travel and tourism which helps inspire her writing. She is currently at school studying English and Creative Writing.

Katie loves to out sing her friends and family, play sports and be a good wife and mother. She now works as a Clerk with a lien company in Arizona to help support her family and her schooling. She loves to write, and takes the few spare moments in her day to work on her novels.

You can learn more about Katie and her writing by following her blow at: http://kjhstories.blogspot.com. You can also find her on Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, and Amazon.

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Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Cover Reveal! Destruction by @SharonBayliss #decemberpeople

Author Sharon Bayliss is thrilled to share the cover for Destruction (Book One of The December People Series), a family drama about dark wizards living in Houston. Destruction will release on 4/14/14 from Curiosity Quills Press.



Message from Sharon Bayliss:

"The butterfly will show up on the cover of all four books in the series, as a symbol of redemption, hope, and re-birth. Despite the dark themes in the series, I believe that the most important themes of the series are hopeful ones, such as love, family, and triumph against adversity, which is why the butterfly is in the center.

The broken glass surrounding the butterfly rather obviously symbolizes the concept of destruction, which is also a central theme. The title Destruction refers to the fact that dark magic is inherently destructive, but also refers to how a person can be destroyed, in body or soul.

One thing I was sure of, I wanted the word, Destruction, to be in "pretty" letters. I loved the contrast of having a dark and violent word look beautiful. This also fits the theme, as I wish to show the beauty in darkness and destruction, and the good in people who are supposed to be evil."

Summary:

David Vandergraff wants to be a good man. He goes to church every Sunday, keeps his lawn trim and green, and loves his wife and kids more than anything. Unfortunately, being a dark wizard isn't a choice.

Eleven years ago, David's secret second family went missing. When his two lost children are finally found, he learns they suffered years of unthinkable abuse. Ready to make things right, David brings the kids home even though it could mean losing the wife he can’t imagine living without. 

Keeping his life together becomes harder when the new children claim to be dark wizards. David believes they use this fantasy to cope with their trauma. Until, David's wife admits a secret of her own—she is a dark wizard too, as is David, and all of their children. 

Now, David must parent two hurting children from a dark world he doesn’t understand and keep his family from falling apart. All while dealing with the realization that everyone he loves, including himself, may be evil.

You can learn more about Sharon and Destruction on Goodreads and Facebook!

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