Love’s A Beach Blog Hop-and a Glimpse of Provoked

on August 16, 2012

Hi all!  Welcome to the very exciting Love’s a Beach Blog Hop.  I’m in the midst of copy edits for Provoked, which is Kane’s story that will be released on November 1st.  For a short time, it looks like the book is at a hugely discounted price…and since I’m never in the loop about these things, I truly don’t know how long my publisher will keep it there.  So, how about a quick glimpse at a scene in Provoked?  And I’m giving away a signed copy of my back list to a commenter on my blog here, as well as a copy on the main page of the blog hop.  Here’s the excerpt:

Kane peered down at her. “Amber?”

“Yes?”

“If you’re going to attack with whatever’s in your right hand, could you hurry it up? We need to get going.”

She started, her gaze slashing up to him. “How did you know?”

He shrugged. “What kind of a knife do you have?”

Her cheeks pinkened, and she drew her hand forward. “I have a pen.”

A blue ballpoint pen. He blinked twice, his gaze on the harmless tool.

Maybe it was the ridiculousness of the pen. Maybe it was the woman’s courage in planning to use it on him. Or maybe it was the sheepish half-smile she gave.

Either way, his heart rolled over.

Warmth flushed through him, so hot, so fast, his ears rang. His mind blanked. For the first time in centuries, his brain shut off. The woman was crazy. Stepping in, he grasped her chin, tilting her head back.

Her eyes widened, and then her gaze lowered to his lips. A soft sound of surprise emerged with her breath.

He dove in, allowing the animal within to awaken. For the first time in three centuries, there was no thought. All instinct ruled as his mouth took hers…no finesse, no calculation, just pure, raw need. He shoved her against the truck, his other hand clutching her hip as he went deeper.

Honeysuckle exploded along his taste buds as his tongue swept inside her mouth. Not gentle, not persuasive, just taking. Claiming.

And it wasn’t enough. Not even close to enough.

Pressing into her, body to body, heat to heat, something clicked. Beyond his brain, beyond his body…somewhere deeper.

Finally, he found home.

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So, did you have a nice summer?  Was it summer where you live?  Any fun plans for fall?  To jump back on the hop, click on the picture below:

Consumed Releases in time for the Red, White, and Blue Blog Hop

on July 4, 2012

UPDATE:  Random.org chose a winner from the blog here – congrats to K. Anna Jones!  I’ve emailed you with info.  Thanks to everyone who entered!

So, there’s quite a bit going on today.  First, CONSUMED is out in the wild!  Yes, Katie and Jordan’s story was released today and can be downloaded right now!

Second, I’m part of the Red, White, and Blue Blog hop – how cool is the blog hop button they created?  It’s down below…meow!

Also – I’m over at the Tea and Book Reviews blog today…giving away stuff.  Drop on by!

So to combine everything going on today, I thought I’d celebrate with a quick excerpt of Consumed:

The air thickened, and Jordan rose to full height, a human male standing in the rain.  Nude and enraged. 

Katie shivered.  His eyes glowed in his angular face, revealing the animal present even in human form.  His nose was straight, his cheekbones high and symmetrical, purebred lion embedded in every feature.  While his chest had always been broad, cut definition enhanced more powerful muscles than she remembered.  His narrow waist tapered to…

God.  She would not look lower.

Jordan’s gaze started at her tennis shoes and traveled up her bare legs to the clinging T-shirt.  Fury lined every strong contour in his face.

Awareness slammed desire out of the way.  She took a step back. Okay, running through alleys wearing only a T-shirt might have been a bad idea.  Very bad.  Intuition yelled at her to flee.  No way in hell could she outrun him.  Aiming the gun would be a serious mistake.  She knew it…yet  her hand trembled as she raised the weapon.

His chin lowered.  A stalking predator, he strode forward with measured steps, water sluicing off his hard body. 

Retreat was her only option.  A loose stone tripped her, and she dodged to the side, her back flush to a building.  Thank God the weapon hadn’t gone off.  A second later he trapped her, his abs square against the barrel of the gun, his gaze primal.

Something inside her hissed.  Deep down, beyond humanity, at her very core…a lioness stretched.

The breath caught in her throat.  She stilled.  Searching down deep.  Searching for the animal she used to be.  The animal that had been silenced ten years ago by the virus.  A tingling wandered through her veins, igniting her blood.  An animal sense that she’d missed so very much.  The slumbering cougar awakening in reaction to a male.

And the male was pissed.

July Blog HopTo purchase Consumed:

To celebrate today, I’d like to give away a signed copy of Fated, Claimed, or Hunted to a commenter here.  You can comment on anything or just say hi.  Or answer this question:  What are your plans for this weekend?

To jump back to the list for the blog hop and all the many prizes:  http://closeencounterswiththenightkind.blogspot.com/

And make sure you enter to win the Kindle Fireshttp://queentuttsworldofescapism.com/