When A Vamp Falls by A.M. Griffin

 


When A Vamp Falls

War of Blood and Bonds
Book One

A.M. Griffin

 

Genre: Paranormal
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Date of Publication: 15-MAR-2018
ASIN: B07BGDFGZC
Number of pages: 250
Word Count: 72k
Tagline: Ramsey will stop at nothing to keep Danya safe from harm—even go to war to protect the one he loves.
Book Description:
Danya Evans’s normal everyday life is turned upside down when one good deed lands her on the opposite end of fangs. The fangs happen to be attached to the sexiest man she’s ever seen.
She knows that she should stay away from the vampire who almost kills her, but everything about Ramsey calls out to her heart and soul.
Ramsey Moreau, a Vampire who has walked Earth for thousands of years has two regrets. The first is underestimating the two new vampires who’ve found their way into New Orleans and the second is stealing blood from the trusting human he can’t get off his mind. His world is mundane to say the least, but when Danya is around he finds a reason to live and love again.
He’ll stop at nothing to keep her safe from harm—even go to war to protect the one he loves.
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Excerpt
2:
The door opened.
Ramsey stared in
awe at the beautiful woman in the doorway. Danya’s dark hair hung past her
shoulders. Her bangs were severely cut above her eyebrows. Generous lashes
framed vibrant green eyes. He’d thought that he’d imagined how pretty she was.
But no, she was even prettier.
While he looked
at her, drinking the sight of her in, she however, startled, screamed, then
tried to slam the door in his face. A well-placed foot stopped her before she
could.
“You. You.” She
grunted as she pressed her body against the other side of the door.
When that didn’t
work she kicked at his foot, trying to dislodge it. “No. No. No. You aren’t
real.”
He glanced down
at his body. “I’m very much real, sweetheart.”
Her eyes
fluttered closed. “This is all a figment of my imagination. I am delusional.
This is a symptom of anemia. One. Two. Three.” She took a deep breath, then
opened her eyes again.
He gave her a
wicked smile. “Still here.”
Danya screamed.
Ramsey cupped
his hand over her mouth and wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her body
close to his. She smelled of vanilla and brown sugar. He leaned in to take
another languidly whiff. Delectable.
She opened her
eyes wide, and panic was behind them. He didn’t allow himself time to enjoy how
her soft body was against his. He had to get her back inside before she had
everyone on her floor spilling into the hallway to see what all the commotion
was about.
Ramsey walked
her back into her room and used his foot to kick the door closed behind them.
He stopped only when her back was pressed against the wall. She shook with
terror.
First attack
her. Then scare her to death. Perfect.
A sharp pain hit
his palm. He pulled away from her mouth to see the red bite mark. “You bit me.”
Her bite didn’t do any damage, and the pain was gone already. His body worked
quickly to make the repair. It was confusion that made him pull away. He hadn’t
expected that.
Another pain,
worse, like lightning, hit his groin. He doubled over and backed away.
Being kneed in
the balls felt the same whether he were human or vampire. It hurt like hell.
“Why did you do that?” he asked in disbelief.
The scared woman
that she’d been just moments before was gone, replaced by spit and hellfire.
She balled her fists and took a step forward to kick him in his chin. He’d let
her beauty distract him but recovered quickly and caught her bare foot mid-air
and pushed it, slamming her back against the wall. Before she could react, he
was against her body again and in her face.
“Why. Are. You.
Trying. To. Hurt. Me?” His nose was less than an inch from hers.
Her stare turned
icy. “Because. You’re. Trying. To. Hurt. Me.” She punched his sides then
winced. “Ouch. What the hell are you made of? Steel?”
“Dammit. Stop
that.” He pinned her hands above her head.
She wiggled in
vain, doing nothing but making his body react to hers. He lifted her arms
higher, raising her to her tiptoes. She tried to knee him again, but he blocked
her by maneuvering his hip and sliding his leg between hers.
He tried to
ignore her warm heat spreading over his thigh. “I’m not here to hurt you.”
She stopped
struggling long enough to glare at him. “Really? What do you call this or what
you did last night?”
He let out a
curse. “If I let you go do you promise not to attack me again?”
“Sure.”
He didn’t believe
her. “I only came to make sure that you had recovered from last night. I didn’t
mean to take as much blood as I did.”
“Everyone thinks
that I’m crazy because of you.”
“And for that I
apologize.” She relaxed a little. “So can I let you go now?” He really wanted
to keep her where she was, pinned against him, and take her. And if he didn’t
create space between them that’s exactly what he would’ve done.
She gave a short
nod.
He let go of her
hands and stepped away and kept going until he was against the wall, giving
them both space. He needed it so that his cock would go down, and she needed it
so that she wouldn’t feel threatened anymore. He also wanted to put room
between his balls and her knees.
“You bit me,”
she said again. “Why? I was just trying to help you.”
“And you did, by
giving me your blood.”
She held up a
finger. “Let’s make things clear. I didn’t give you anything. You took it.”
Yeah, that
sounded about right. Hearing her say it made him feel even worse. “If I had
asked?”
“The answered
would’ve been no.”
“It was a life
or death situation. Without you I wouldn’t be standing here now.”
She snorted.
“And that’s a good thing?”
“That I’m alive?
I should think so.”
“Alive and
coming back to finish what you started?”
He raised a
questioning eyebrow.
She pointed to
her neck. “To kill me.”
“I hardly have
intentions to kill you.”
She crossed her
arms and leaned against the wall. She looked causal, even relaxed, but
her muscles were
tight. She was getting ready for a fight.
“Thank you for
saving me.”
“I could’ve
died. You left me with a hemoglobin of 4.4!” Then she pulled her eyebrows
together in thought. “What is it supposed to be normally?” she mumbled.
“Humans should
have a hemoglobin of—”
“I’m not asking
you, mister,” she snapped.
“Ramsey Moreau.”
“Huh?”
“That’s my
name.” She clenched her jaws. He let out a light chuckle. “Nice to meet you,
Danya Evans.”
She took a step
to the side, sliding further away from him. “How do you know my name?”
He winked,
giving her a devious smile. “I heard your conversations with the officers last
night.”
“Creep much?”
“Sometimes.”
“And I suppose
that you couldn’t have found it in your heart to corroborate my story to save
me from the humiliation of being labeled crazy?”
“Ah, no.” She
cursed under her breath and kicked at the carpet. “But if you would let me,
I’d like to make
it up to you.”
She turned her
head. “And how could you do that? You can’t give me my blood back.
The transfusions
took care of that.”

 

“I want to take
you out to eat.” That hadn’t been his plan, but suddenly he didn’t want to
leave her. Yet.
 
About the Author:
A. M. Griffin is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies.
For more information please visit www.amgriffinbooks.com

 

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Heart of a Wolf by K.D. Friedrich

Heart of a Wolf

A Wicked Series
Book 2
K.D. Friedrich



Genre: Paranormal Romance

Date of Publication: 3/12/18
Number of pages: 333
Word Count: 92400
Tagline: He’s bringing his mate home and he’s not taking no for an answer.
Book Description:
It’s a whole new world for the supernatural community. Their existence has been thrust into the spotlight and not everyone is thrilled.
Winter Leery has been away from home for ten years. Betrayed by her mate, she sought a new life on the east end of Long Island, New York far away from the pain and embarrassment of his rejection. A witch born with the gift to sooth a shifter’s beast, she was recruited, trained, and inducted into the elite guard, sworn to protect the supernatural community and humans alike. A dangerous job she’s kept hidden from her overprotective family for the last decade.
But, thanks to a crazed witch and his cruel vampire partner, her secret is out, her estranged mate is back, and her once under-active libido is suddenly raging like an inferno.
Tristan, alpha to his pack, has had his work cut out for him these last few years. With hate groups rising up all over the east coast, mating heat riding him hard, and his father hounding him to claim his mate, he’s holding on by a thin thread. Unfortunately, his true mate left him ten years ago and he doubts she’ll be back. He screwed up where Winter is concerned. For years, he’s ignored his mating heat, refusing to force her return, but now, she’s disappeared. With his protective instincts raging, he rushes to Long Island’s east end to begin the hunt for the one woman he has never forgotten.
This time, he’s bringing his mate home and he’s not taking no for an answer.




Excerpt Heart of a Wolf
“This was not what I meant, when I
said I like it rough,” Winter Leery muttered to herself.
Nope, in her sexy fantasies, the
bindings that tied her wrists were silk, not rope, and the room smelled of
roses, not dust and sweat.
Once again, she tugged at the restraints
tying her to the headboard of the minuscule rusty cot. For a group of no-good
thugs, they sure knew how to tie a knot. They certainly didn’t learn the skill
in the Boy Scouts. She doubted morals and merit ran high on her captors’ list
of qualities. Based on the way they dodged her defensive moves, she pegged them
as military or mercenaries.
Winter’s groan echoed against the
neutral-colored stone walls. Being stuck in the same position for so long gave
her an excruciating cramp in her thigh. In an attempt to ease the ache, she
shifted. The change in position offered her momentary relief before the spasm
returned.
“I need to get the hell out of
here.” She gritted her teeth.
Winter wrinkled her nose at the
incessant mildew stench clogging her senses. She glanced around at her prison.
No windows lined the damp cinder block room. Her only light came from a
dangling bulb hovering above her. Rows of rotted wooden shelves clung to the
wall on one side. On the other, she found a pile of cardboard boxes. No words
or logos decorated the cartons to give her any hint of her location or who
might have taken her.
Not one to surrender, she tried to
summon her magic and like the dozens of times since they shoved her in this
cellar, she found her powers bound by an unseen barricade. Add on top of that,
her inability to reach the natural elements and she was as helpless as a human.
Winter shivered. If she had to guess,
she’d peg the temperatures in her jail around twenty degrees. Outside, she
heard the wind whistling through the trees. Maintaining her body heat had
become difficult.
Witches, like most supernatural
beings, had the ability to maintain their body temperature regardless of the
weather. Even under extreme conditions. But she was tired and drained. Staying
warm had snuffed out the little bit of strength she possessed. If she remained
in this freezing cellar much longer, she’d die from exposure. Not exactly a
fitting way to go for an elite guard.


Tears threatened to spill over her
lashes. “Suck it up, soldier,” she mumbled to herself.
“Think.” 


About the Author:
K. D. Friedrich is a writer of Contemporary and Paranormal Romance. A lifelong New Yorker, an overprotective mother (her daughter’s words), and an obsessed reader of everything romance. Most days, you can find her hard at work, creating intricate worlds and compelling characters, hot alpha heroes being her favorite. Her novel, Soul Tie Seduction, placed second in the 2013 Golden Palm contest for Paranormal Romance and was a finalist in the 2016 Golden Quill for Paranormal Romance.

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Cover Reveal for Unbreakable Bond by Jess Bryant

 

Unbreakable Bond
Fated Mates Duet
BookOne
Jess Bryant


 

 

Genre: PNR – Shifter Romance
Date of Publication: 5/15/2018
Number of pages: 258
Word Count: 68,000
Cover Artist: K Creative Designs
Tagline: Fate has a plan all her own.
Book Description:
Sometimes fate gets it all wrong.
Zoey Kent has lived with that fact ever since she turned eighteen and learned that the man she loved could never be hers. He’s a born shifter, a wolf, and she’s a mere human. Fate doesn’t care if on paper they’re a perfect pair. She isn’t his fated mate and she’s resigned herself to the knowledge that someday, she’ll have to watch Michael mate with another. It’s never crossed her mind that there might be someone else out there for her, that she would be the one to mate another, to choose another over everything she’s ever known or wanted.
Sometimes fate gets it all right.
Rafe Hudson left his pack behind years ago. Physically and mentally scarred from an attack that left his parents and twin dead, he walked away from his responsibilities as Alpha. He never intended to return but lone wolf or not, he can’t leave Michael open to an attack he’s learned is coming for his only brother. What he didn’t know was that going home would mean scenting his mate, the one person in the world that could make him whole again, that could give him everything he thought he’d lost. His pack, his home and his family.
But fate always has a plan.
There’s no way Michael’s brother is her future, is there? Just like there’s no way that the girl his brother has loved since they were kids, was always meant to be his, right?
Only fate knows why they were brought together but there is one thing for sure, the sparks between Zoey and Rafe are undeniable. The bond between them is unbreakable. And together… they’ll change the face of the pack forever.
About the Author:
Jess Bryant is an avid indoorswoman. A city girl trapped in a country girl’s life, her heart resides in Dallas but her soul and roots are in small town Oklahoma. She enjoys manicures, the color pink, and her completely impractical for country life stilettos. She believes that hair color is a legitimate form of therapy, as is reading and writing romance. She started writing as a little girl but her life changed forever when she stole a book from her aunt’s Harlequin collection and she’s been creating love stories with happily ever afters ever since.
Jess holds a degree in Public Relations from the University of Oklahoma and is a lifetime supporter of her school and athletic teams. And why not? They have a ton of National Championships! She may be a girlie girl but she knows her sports stats and isn’t afraid to tell you that your school isn’t as cool as hers… or that your sports romance got it all wrong.
For more information on Jess and upcoming releases follow her on her many social media accounts for news and shenanigans.

 

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