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My spotlight shines on debut novel, Lunacy and the Vampire.LATV1M

Lunacy was published just over two years ago and fulfilled my dream of becoming a published author.

Every legend you ever heard is true. Every monster exists. The safe suburban life you lead is a lie. Your myths and nightmares are the truth. From the shadows and hidden places we watch you, stalk you, feed on you…

Luna Sea Rakshasa inhabits The Dominion, a realm of immortals hidden within the world of humans. She is a Beanne Sidhe huntress, a killer of dark and dangerous things, but she harbors a secret that has been tearing her apart for nearly a thousand years. On the cusp of finally facing the demon vampire who sired her, the last thing she needs is an obsessed vampire who stirs things she would rather not feel.

Aveon Ap Conwy was human before he was found, dying on a battlefield, and turned into a vampire. For a century he has been tormented by the personal war to keep his humanity. Nothing has been stronger until the night he meets Luna. She arouses his deepest hungers, but Aveon knows he must resist his urge to take her…because if he tastes on drop of her blood, they will both be lost.

Thrown together in an unwelcome alliance and fighting the heat that simmers between them, they travel to the mythical domain of Luna’s demon sire. As their worlds merge Luna and Aveon become bound by something stronger than lust. Can Luna lay aside centuries of prejudice and open her heart to the only man who can stand beside her in the battle with the vampire king.

Excerpt 

She slammed the doors and checked the lock before heading round to the drivers door. It was then that she saw him, sauntering across the lot.

Shit! Too late.

As usual, he looked sexy as hell, even in his dust coated clothes and with a sheen of sweat covering his face. That taunting smiled curled his full lips and his blue eyes flickered warmly, with relief? Luna pulled back her lips, baring her small fangs and growled at him. He raised his chin and smirked. The Fae woman glanced between her and Aveon and, obviously deciding this was a meeting she didn’t need to witness, hurried away.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Luna snapped.

“I’ve come to take you home,” he replied. His eyes were steely and he had a look of fixed determination on his face. Much good that it would do him.

“You might as well leave then,” she said. “Because that ain’t going to happen.”

“Why not? What are you doing here Luna?” he asked.

“I could ask you the same thing,” she said, avoiding the question.

“Rhome sent me,” he said. “They want you back.” He shrugged and took a few steps toward her. “So do I,” he added quietly. A little thrill of heat stirred in Luna’s belly. Her traitorous body responded to the warmth in his voice even as her mind rejected it.

“Like I said, not happening.” She kept her voice as cold as she wished her body was.“There’s nothing you can say or do that would make me leave.”

“We’ll see about that,” he growled, lunging forward. He was blindingly fast, but she was faster. Before he could reach her, she was in the driver’s seat of the Land Rover, with the doors locked and the key in the ignition. When the motor stuttered into life he roared and punched the door. The metal folded with a bang, but it was reinforced steel so it didn’t buckle enough to break the lock.

“Luna, open the fucking door,” he growled.

“I’m not that stupid,” she said. Throwing the truck into reverse, she plowed away from him, kicking up a shower of dust from under the spinning wheels. She slammed on the brakes and wrenched the truck into first, but she didn’t release the clutch. At that moment the first rays of the sun filled the sky. Luna’s heart leaped into her throat. He was completely exposed and totally vulnerable.

“Get out of the bloody sun,” she whispered. He didn’t move. He stood in the middle of the lot, with his eyes throwing a challenge at her. The shadow he was under was growing smaller by the second as the sun crept higher and higher. The light inched towards him, but he still didn’t move. Luna clutched the steering wheel so hard that it started to bend under her sweating palms.

“Freaking, stubborn, bloody leech,” she growled. She glared angrily at him and he glared back. The sun rose higher. When the light was an inch from touching him, Luna surrendered. Heaving a frustrated sigh, she swung the door open.

“Get in,” she growled. The smile of triumph that lit his face was infuriating. He darted to the truck, flinching when the sunlight hit his exposed skin. With a lurch, he leaped in and threw himself into the sleeping space, drawing the heavy curtains behind himself. Luna slammed the door and sped from the lot, growling and muttering.

“Should’ve let you burn,” she said.

“Knew you wouldn’t,” he replied from behind the closed curtains.

What they are saying about Lunacy

As far as debut novels go, this is by far one of the best.

All and all, Lunacy and the Vampire is a great read, though kind slow moving at first, it has a truly action packed ending. Fans of Krestley Cole’s Immortals After Dark series’, with definitely enjoy taking a crack at this. I for one am looking forward to reading more books from the realm of the Dominion.

Rating : 4 stars

Nocturne Romance Reads Reviews

This book was so good, I can’t tell which part I liked best.It had action and romance and sex and everything one can expect from a good paranormal book, including some great world building and a strong-headed heroine who is a “beanne sidhe huntress” very deadly and set to kill vampires in order to protect humanity.

The only thing that doesn’t make this book justice is the cover, but as we all know one shouldn’t judge by it. This one is a keeper, can’t wait for Dominion #2.

Rating: 5 stars

Denyse Cohen – Author.

Lunacy and the Vampire is filled with characters that evolve from the beginning of the story until the end. A true example of the other side of a coin, from hate to love and the fine line between may not stem the tide. I love the storyline and Luna’s pain is apparent with every word. The final battle and ending will take the reader’s breath away.

Rating: 4 stars

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Highly Recommended Read! Don’t miss out!

The author took a complex concept, and did a great job of painting an intriguing world around

it. It’s not your everyday vampire story, which now days, is a good thing. I loved the idea of the quickening for bringing forth the beating of long silent hearts. There’s something hauntingly poetic

about that, but don’t get me wrong, the characters in the book are warriors, bad-ass for

sure.

All in all, the book was thought provoking, steamy, gritty, action-packed, and well done. I hope to be reading more from this talented author

Rating: 5 stars

The Talent Cave Reviews

I. Loved. It.

I really hope that we get to see more books in this world with these characters. These are not your childhood fairies. There are gruesome, dark, evil fae. And the good fae are ass kicking, name taking soldiers for the cause. The vampires are not sweet and sparkly. They are vicious, brutal warriors. This book is not for the faint of heart. If you are looking for a romantic vampire/fairy story, move it along. If you want a gritty, down and dirty, action filled story of destiny and love that defies all odds, then THIS is the book you need to read.

Rating:5 stars

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Answer my question in the comment section for a chance to win (be sure to include your email address):

* Your choice of an Amazon Kindle Fire HD or Kobo Arc 7
* $100 Amazon GC
* $50 Evernight GC
* My blog prize: E-book copies of Lunacy and the Vampire and the 2nd book in the series, Scar Tissue.

My question: Use your imagination, what could cause Luna to soften towards a species she hates to the very core?

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Raven’s here!

Today I’m taking a wee break from the push on Scar Tissue to welcome back fellow Author Raven McAllan and celebrate her release Double Jackson.

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Take it away, Raven.

When I sat down to write this blog, I realized how lucky I am, doing what I love, writing stories. The fact people seem to enjoy them is a bonus, and one I never stop giving thanks for. I couldn’t not write, I feel as if something is missing if I don’t connect with my characters every day, even just for a few minutes. As my long-suffering hubby says, have lap top will travel. (It’s amazing how much you can write on long haul)

Double Jackson, or Jackson for short is one of those stories that hit you, and demand to be told.

I’ve no idea where the idea came from, I just know I woke up one morning and started to write it. It was very definitely character driven, and one of the minor characters, Tina the housekeeper, nagged me all the time I wrote. It was as if she were in the room with me, looking over my shoulder…

Not only does she keep all the characters in the book in their place, she very definitely did it to me as well.

I think it worked.

Blurb…

Jackson Carrick at Tits and Bum Club—gay in more ways than one.

As morning wake up calls go, those damning headlines made for a rude awakening. The renowned actor is a one man guy, thank you very much, so why would a doppelganger set out to discredit him, and more importantly, who is it?

As the mystery unravels and loyalties are tested, Jackson has to rely on his husband, housekeeper, and friends to keep his reputation from swirling down the drain.

Fortunately, Jackson’s husband Collum knows just how to keep his man from worrying. Only one thing to do when you’re stuck inside waiting for news—lots of mind-blowing sex.

Excerpt

(Fizz is Tina’s twin, and Jack’s agent.)

Jack took hold of the phone as if it were a time bomb about to go off. Which, Coll decided it might well be. He stared at Jack, and willed his positive thoughts to be heard as Jack connected the call.

“Hi, Fizz. Hold on, I want to put this on speakerphone so I don’t have to repeat it to Coll.”

“Where are you? No don’t tell me if it’s too much information. Are you at home?” Her voice was loud and tinny in the room. “Do you have today’s paper handy? Is there a clock or three around? Are you decent?” The staccato questions came thick and fast. “Jack?”

Coll’s eyes widened and he shook his head at his lover’s silent question. He had no idea what the inquisition was all about.

“Kitchen? With iPad and phone?” Jack could be as brusque as the next person when it was warranted. “Naked.”

“That’ll do.” Fizz’s voice ebbed and flowed as the signal changed strength. “Well, not the naked bit. Clothed. Plus a paper or two and remember, decently dressed. Do it now and send it to me please. I’ll be with you as soon as I can. About ten minutes, I reckon.” The phone went dead.

Jack looked at Coll, who raised one eyebrow.

“Oh, shit.”

“Oh, fuck. Her ten is five. I don’t think she means in our birthday suits.” Jack pinched Coll’s left nipple and rolled of the bed to land on his feet.

“Bastard. I wish I was that agile.” Coll sat up, stretched and then stood up slowly.

“Ha. If you had to do the stuff I do in this series you’d be limber as well. Problem is at the end I’ll be arthritic and stiff as an excited cock everywhere, not just in my dick.” He jogged into the bathroom, and with a wry grin, Coll followed him.

Jack had the shower on full blast. As Coll watched he spun round under the water three times and got out.

“Over to you. I’ll go hunt up iPads and stuff.” Jack rubbed his hands over his hair and snagged a towel as he moved swiftly away.

“Cover up your jiggles then,” Coll called after him. “No cock rock on display.”

A whistle was his reply.

Coll wasn’t under the water much longer than it took to wash any traces of sex from his body, and soak his sweat-slicked hair. He flicked a towel across his body in the hope some water would be caught and absorbed and then pulled on a clean t-shirt before he ignored boxers, and thrust his damp legs into linen trousers and deck shoes. The material of the trousers chafed his skin and he wriggled uncomfortably. Maybe he should have donned underwear after all. The last thing he wanted was a rash on his cock from the nylon thread they used in his clothes.

It was too late. He heard the deep-throated rumble of a powerful motorbike and guessed Fizz had arrived.

Coll took the stairs two at a time. He arrived in the hall as the knocker crashed onto the wood with such force he wouldn’t have been surprised to see it emerge through the panel and an attached hand still thumping away.

He pulled the door open and Fizz almost fell into the foyer.

“Have you taken that picture yet?” she demanded in a breathless voice as she took off her helmet and put it on top of an old-fashioned hat stand.

“Good afternoon, Fizz. Not yet, sorry. How are you, Coll? I’m fine, thank you, Fizz, how are you?” Coll said sarcastically. “Would you like to take a breath before or after you hit me over the head for my tardiness?” The look he received would wither the hardest cock.

“Funny, ha, ha. I need that photo like an hour ago.”

“Difficult.” Jack had entered the hall unnoticed. “We didn’t know you wanted it, and it would have been a TMI photo.”

Fizz made a noise like a particularly upset wildcat. Jack sniggered. “Knickers in a twist, Fizz?”

“No, but your nuts will be in a nutcracker before you can say walnut or pecan if we don’t get stuff sorted out pretty damned quick. Let me take a damned photo.” She snapped the words irritably. “Where?”

“Kitchen. I was setting it up.”

“I don’t want a set up,” Fizz followed Jack into the kitchen, and Coll followed the two if them.

If he was a ladies’ man, then Fizz’s ass would be everything you could ask for. Not for the first time he wondered why she was single with no guy—or woman in sight.

Coll made a beeline for the coffee pot. “Coffee?”

“After.” Fizz didn’t look up from her phone. “Okay, it’s still okay. Get sorted. No, not like that. Who lines up three clocks and props a newspaper up for a selfie for no reason? I want natural.”

“If we’d known an hour ago you could have had au naturel.”

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Thanks for reading,

Love R x

New Release

It’s out!

The safe suburban life you lead is a lie. Your myths and nightmares are the truth. From the shadows and hidden places we watch you, stalk you, feed on you…

Caden James is a rare subspecies of vampire. That’s bad enough, but it’s only going to get worse. The 2nd maturation is almost upon him, when he will fall into the Dark Dominion. Unless he can find the female fated to save his soul. Sounds simple, find her and stop his descent into horror.

Except with Parry O’Morrigan, nothing is simple.

Parry’s past has scarred her physically and psychologically, leaving her with a bone deep fear of vampires. Until she crosses the path of a fanged warrior who sets her blood on fire.

Thrown together, the pair track the creator of a new breed of zombie. As the hunt heats up, so does the passion between them. Can Parry overcome her past? Even if she can, Cade’s fate may yet destroy the only female he’s ever cared about.

Excerpt:

Lust and aggression shifted under his skin. He needed to get her under him, to mark her and make her his. Her near death at the hands of the revenant had stripped away much of the control. Bloodlust roiled through him.

He fought to keep from baring his throbbing fangs at her. He had to be sane about this. His nature could not be the leader in this confrontation.

“You’re hurt,” he said and forced himself to take a step back from her, and then another. All he wanted was to close the gap between them. Her chin jerked in acknowledgment, but she lifted one black brow in a blasé arch.

He shifted forward, unable to stop himself, the pull towards her magnetic. Her blade rose, pointed straight at his throat. He was fully aware that with a flick of that fine boned wrist could part his head from his neck. The thought made him smile. Wild sidhe, dangerous female.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said.

Memories of her body pushed hard against his in that alley three weeks ago flickered in his mind. The feeling of her small muscular back against his chest, her ass pressed into the ache between his thighs. He growled low in his chest.

“You sure?” she said.

With infinite care he lowered his own sword. When the bloodstained tip scraped on the ground he released the handle. It clattered on the gravel with a metallic ring. Sometimes actions were better than words.

“What else?” she said. He shuffled his left foot forward and let her see the hilt of the dagger in his boot sheath.

“Get rid of it.”

He bent slowly, feeling her gaze follow his movement. After tossing the blade at her feet he stood up.

“What else?” she repeated.

He had to smile, even though he knew it exposed his fangs to her. Not like she wasn’t fully aware of what he was anyway. Of course she knew he wouldn’t be lightly armed. Hell, her sisters had taught the Abstainer soldiers.

He pulled his coat back from his shoulders, exposing the harnesses that were strapped to his chest, hips and thigh. He unsheathed blade after blade and tossed them at her feet like a deadly offering. Apt, his bloodstained hands were all he had to give her. No gentleness, no reverence or refinement. Those things weren’t in him.

He was a curse, murder on two legs, death with a vampiric heartbeat. He didn’t deserve her, but he would have her anyway. He needed her to save what little was left of his soul.

As he laid the last blade at her feet she nodded, but one of her twin swords stayed pointed in his direction. Cade fought the urge to knock it away and cross the ground between them. Not the right time for that. He’d fucked it up the first time he’d met her, manhandling her body as if he had the right. Then losing it on the revenant tonight. Could he have done anything to make it any clearer what he was?

“I remember you, Abstainer,” she said.

His lips curled. Good, that was good.

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Weekend Warriors #10

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My tenth installment in Weekend Warriors. That’s something to celebrate.

This little snippet is from my about to be released novel, Scar Tissue.

Their glazes met, luminosity flashing in his. He raised the mug
to his mouth and sipped, never taking his demanding stare off her.
Parry didn’t need the blood scent to tell her exactly what he drank.
Was he trying to creep her out? No, he was challenging her with his
hard gaze and the arrogant tilt of his stubble shadowed jaw. He
wanted her fully aware of what he was. As if she could ever forget
that. Or what it had felt like when the savage had kissed her that night
in the alley.

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Book 1 in this series is currently on pre-release sale. Pop on over and have a look.  http://www.evernightpublishing.com/lunacy-and-the-vampire-by-evie-jayne/

Weekend Warriors #7

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I haven’t done this for a couple of weeks. Life has been a bit frantic with children, dogs, goats and horses. Sometimes I think it’s odd that such a country girl writes such urban stories. Don’t ask me why. Maybe it’s because I can’t imagine my world of monsters staying hidden in less populated areas.

Anyway this one is once again from my WIP.

Something fluttered in Parry stomach. A warning? “How come?”

“His kind, they need to find their Ves’ tacha. She’s like this fated mate or something. Meant to save him from the final fall.” Quinn’s voice was conversational, light and easy as if she wasn’t saying something so frightening. As if her words weren’t making a cold sweat break out over Parry’s skin and her throat close tight in a fisted knot. This wasn’t happening. No way, no how. Abso-fucken-lutely not.

Weekend Warriors 6

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My sixth 8 sentence installment, well nine in this case, but I’m counting the dialogue as one because this snippet needs the last sentence. So, this is from my WIP, very early in the budding relationship between my two main characters. Hope you enjoy.

Just when she was thinking he might be…safe…he reached forward and dipped his finger in the blood and lifted it to his mouth. Her gut rolled when his tongue darted out and he tasted it. His jaw clenched and a subtle shudder ran through his body. Her panic was almost instantaneous and it was all she could do not to take a step away from him. Hell she wanted to run as fast and as far as she could. She forced herself to stand still, to not react to the fear hammering through her body.

“It’s human,” he said.

“Oh.” What was she supposed to say? Thanks for the info, dude, but could have lived without the visuals?

E-Book Give away-Lunacy and the Vampire.

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Thanks to the wonderful April over at Literal Hotties Naughty Book Reviews you can now win a copy of Lunacy and the Vampire.

Here’s the link so you can enter. Good luck and if you win, enjoy!

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