Blog Tour – Shadow Cursed by N. L. Hoffmann

U.S. Marshal, Jacey Noble, has just taken a well-deserved vacation when one of her fugitives

ends up murdered. Detective Trent Vinolva is less than enthusiastic to take on a new partner, especially

the hot-blooded Jacey. When they encounter a werewolf at the scene, Jacey is thrust into a new world

of supernatural beings and high-stakes encounters with no one else to turn to but Trent.

Jacey discovers that she’s a Shadow, one of an order of powerful beings that are able to

manipulate darkness. Amidst the whirlwind of discovering her newly activated powers, Jacey must solve

the murder while battling sexual tension with Detective Vinolva. Things get interesting when the pair is

led to Jacey’s demon father and her flame throwing sister. Finding herself in a new world on the brink of

supernatural war, Jacey doesn’t know who to trust. She must rely on instinct to traverse the

unknown.

With the Supernatural Council and Trent, Jacey attempts to accomplish the impossible: evade

the Shadows who are on her tail and solve a murder. The only assurance in Shadow Cursed is

uncertainty. Jacey must journey down a trail of mystery, destruction, and romance.

Shadow Cursed

N.L. Hoffmann

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Excerpt #1

My house looked the same as when I left it, but when I got up to the door, I could feel there was

a change in the atmosphere. The feeling was unexplainable, but I knew there was someone in the

house. My gun was in my harness, so I pulled it out. Slowly, I unlocked the door, kicking it open to startle

whoever was waiting inside. Nothing happened. I moved in, looking in all directions. Frowning when I

didn’t see anything, I pointed the gun over toward my sofa, where two people sat, looking comfortable.

One was a good-looking guy with sandy blond hair and green eyes that appeared to be amused with my

entrance.

“Hey! That’s my vacation popcorn, jerk!” I glared at him as he munched from the bowl I just had

the night before. Did he pick that shit up off the floor?

The guy grinned and slowly popped another piece in his mouth. “Never had it with chocolate

before. It’s not bad.”

Next to him was a woman that was clearly not amused with how we were interacting. She wore

her blond hair back in a high ponytail, her makeup done in a way that screamed dominatrix or psycho

bitch. She snatched the popcorn bowl away from the man and set it on the table. Her nails were long

and sharp, painted blood red. What stood out the most about her was that she was dressed in all black

leather. Not something I would do, but since she had a great body, the woman was able to pull it off.

With me, I’d be walking funny as I made noises from the leather.

“Put the gun down, Jacey.” She looked down at her nails like she was bored with me already.

Hello, I have a gun!

“I don’t follow orders.” I say, shrugging. Damn Trent for not following me home.

Men were such assholes sometimes. It was ridiculous!

Nodding, the guy put his feet up on my coffee table, his shit kickers not even close to clean.

“Hey, I bought that off a military guy who got it from Germany.” I went over and kicked his boots off.

“Respect my shit. You’re worse than a kid.”

The woman looked over at her partner. “Knock it off, you can flirt later.”

“This is flirting? Crap, I am totally doing it wrong. Breaking into homes and eating their food is a

much better idea!” I acted like I was impressed with the technique.

“My name is Luca Taborn. This bitch is my partner, Casey Banks, and we are here to bring you in

for violating the Shadow code.”

 

Excerpt #2

After rubbing my eyes, I focus in on a figure standing in the corner of the bedroom. It was Trent,

and his gaze on me seemed suspicious. He looks even better in the light! His tanned skin fit

perfectly with his eyes so blue that they seemed unnatural. They were practically electric and I found

that both beautiful and creepy at the same time. We could get passed that. After we get married, they

will become normal to me. Then there was his bad boy, rock star haircut, which pointed out in several

directions to finally swoop out a little in the front. His hair was dark like I thought it was, almost like a

dark brown, but closer to black. He looked every bit of the bad boy that I thought him to be. The man

always seemed to have an intense look about him, and the shadowy beard he now sported only

enhanced it.

Smiling what I considered my sexy smile, I said, “So did we um-“ I did the hand motions of what

kids learned in school meant humping.

His eyes widened, either in shock or disgust.

I frowned. “What? Am I the ugly coyote?”

Trent shook his head, wiping a hand over his face that was clearly showing signs of stubble. My

head tilted to the side as I heard his hand move over the scruff. It made my stomach flip, in a good way.

“We did not have sex.” He grumbled.

Throwing my hands up in the air, I glared. “Seriously? You can’t do this when we get married. I

have to get laid at least twice a day. Sometimes more. We can use the breastfeeding room at my

office.”

“We aren’t going to get married.”  He made a face. “And the breastfeeding room? That is

just wrong.”

Winking, I smiled. “It’s just a room. It has a cot. It will work.”

 

Excerpt #3 

Shrugging, I eyed him as he continued to circle me. Was he the tiger and I, his prey?

“I am also a Shadow, your enemy.”

“There is that.” He stopped in front of me, a hand coming up to touch my face. I let him. I should

have flipped out and tried to bite his hand or something, but I wanted to be touched. By someone.

Anyone. “I can tell you are different, though.”

The way he said it made me feel like someone actually believed in me.  No one in my life

ever took me seriously, yet here was this beautiful man standing in front of me, saying all the right

things. His eyes were a brilliant blue, and reminded me of one of those summer days without a cloud in

the sky. “How do you know?”

Evander leaned forward, his lips brushing over mine. My whole body shivered, causing my knees

to go weak. He put an arm around my waist. “I can tell because the power I feel rolling off of you is

unlike anything I have felt before. There have been stories about a beautiful woman who would lead the

hunters-”

That could be anyone,” I whisper, his lips hardly an inch away.

“No, I am pretty sure that you are the one.” Finally, his lips connect with mine, his arms

wrapping me against him. I respond instantly to him, my desire building. All I wanted to do was rip his

clothes off. It was like prom night all over again, when I tried to make Daniel Hawkins lose his virginity to

me. I know that usually happens the other way around with the guy trying to get the girl to put out. But

hey, girls have needs, too.

My mind went blank when his fingers lightly grazed the small of my back, making heat rise in me

so fast I was having a hard time standing up. He felt me responding, so he went for my shirt. I helped

him, letting it drop to the floor. As his eyes traveled my body, I didn’t feel as insecure as I usually did. I

actually felt beautiful to him. Powerful in my own way. Then his eyes landed on my tattoos. He used a

gentle finger to touch them, going around to my back. He kissed my neck. “My Queen. You have the

markings.”

I was too into the feeling of him touching me to respond intelligently. He came back around and

kissed my neck on the opposite side, then lowered to my collar bone. “Have dinner with me.” He said.

I laughed, breathlessly. “Didn’t we just do that?”

Evander flashed me another smile. “Not properly. I want to show you that I am more than a

man who wants sex.” He took a deep breath as if trying to control himself, his hands rubbing up my

sides. “It will be hard, but I will stop myself, for now.”

Smiling back at him, I touch the skin on his stomach by putting my hands under his shirt. “As

long as we can come back to your place afterwards.”

 

Ten Fun Facts about N.L. Hoffmann

1.       Love nail polish… I have over 100 right now

2.       I am random. I will talk about one thing but

suddenly bring up another

3.       I enjoy pranking people

4.       I love my car and treat it like my other child

5.       My kids have inherited my creepiness

6.       I am a quiet person

7.       I draw tattoos, several of them have been put on

bodies including the one that covers my husband’s entire back.

8.       I wish I was ninja

9.       I like to travel

10.   Is an Army brat

 

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About the Author

N.L Hoffmann is a new paranormal romance author who is currently working on a series called

The Daughters of Darkness. Her first book, Blood Slaves, released in January 2014 and just recently on

August 1, 2014 she released book two of the series, Shadow Cursed.

Hoffmann was born in Germany to her German native mother and her American soldier father.

The family moved home to the states, where she grew up in a rural farm town in Michigan with

her parents and two younger brothers. There, in her pre-teens, is when she began writing and

developed her love for literature.

Today, Hoffmann resides in a small town in Missouri with her husband and three children. When

Hoffmann isn’t busy putting words on the page she enjoys reading, drawing, playing loving pranks on

her husband (such as, painting his toenails hot pink while he sleeping), and spending time with her

family.

Contact the Author

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NEWS – NEW ENGLAND WRITERS SIGNING WORCESTER, MA OCT. 4, 2014

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NEW ENGLAND WRITERS SIGNING

Authors from all over New England will gather in MA for a large book signing.

Genres of the signings include Contemporary Romance, Paranormal, Suspense/Thriller, Young Adult, and Women’s Fiction. Authors scheduled to sign include Renee Dyer, Shakuita Johnson, A.E. Woodward, Heidi McLaughlin, Renee Ericson, Sara Shirley, E.A. Whitehead, W. Ferraro, Lisa Beth Darling, Michelle Falanga, Danielle Bannister, Rebecca R. Cohen, Megan McCooey, Jill Cooper, T.L. Manning, Derek Dorr, Daisy Prescott, Ann Lister, Mela Remington, Antoinette Candela, Francette Phal, Diane V. Mulligan, RJ Keller, Amy Rachiele, Laura Howard, Penelope Ward, Rita Sawyer, A.J. Kane, Gayle Suzanne, N.L. Rodriguez, Steven D. Powell, Jane F McCarthy, Brianna Lee, Nicki DeStasi, Melinda Sutherland, Christa Cervone, Stephanie Monahan, and Amanda Kimberley. The listing of authors may change without notice.

Tickets will be available until September 14, 2014 for this event online at http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/763462

 

New England Writers Signing (NEWS)
News – New England Writers Signing
October 4, 2014

The DCU Center
50 Foster Street
Worcester, MA 01608.

Event time: 12 p.m. to 4 p.m.
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Back to School Book Bonanza

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EPIC 3 DAY WEEKEND – BOSTON COMIC CON…

This past weekend Aug. 8-10 I had the pleasure of having a table by some AMAZING artist…

Nicholas Kole

Erin Cardiff

Anne Szabla

Brenton Barnes

Shouri

Mariessa DeVincentis

Kate Bresnahan

Amanda Boucher

Rich Woodall

To name a few…it was an epic weekend of amazing artwork, people, and just a great time all around. I’m still recovering from my first Comic Con where nerds from all over come to unite and be themselves with no judgements or fears. It was AWESOME! I can’t wait to do another one. I went on a button collect spree and I bought a lot of great buttons. For once I actually took a lot of pictures and the rest of the post is just that…pictures from Comic Con! Enjoy :)

I also enjoyed the networking of the event…I would love to one day work with any of the artists I met at this event. I could already see a lot of their styles working on current and future writing projects of mine :)

 

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Cover Reveal – Roman by Kimber S. Dawn

This is the Cover Reveal for:

 

Roman is a man of little words and lessor morals. He’s a man who accepted his demons long before the average person even realized they had any. Roman has never felt emotions like guilt, shame, or remorse. Roman has also never felt love, sympathy, or compassion. 
Jaded for reasons unknown with more money at his disposal than he knows what to do with, Roman’s walk to the dark side began long before his first kill. He will taunt you, he will make you hope and watch in amusement as you fall for him, believing you’re the one who can save his soul. Believing you’re the one who can get through because the other twelve failed, you’ll know to the marrow of your bones how lucky being number thirteen really is…
How do I know all of this? Because, my name is Heather Mackenzie and I’ve been number thirteen for a lot longer than I ever intended to be.
Who is Kimber?
Shit, sometimes even I don’t know. However if I had to type up an author bio (which, son of a bitch, I do) this is how it would read. BTW, caught a lot of shit for this author bio. Really don’t give a fuck though, because I was asked to type up a bio. And if I can only say one thing for certain about myself, it’s this: I’m real, I don’t back down from what I believe, I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. I don’t bite my tongue and I never try to hide the ugly parts of who I am… You either love me or hate me, but if you love me… I’ll always be loyal, no fucking matter what ;)
I can be called a billion different things—daughter, mother, labor unit nurse, queen bitch, best friend, a lover, and a fighter. I’ve recently gone through some shit in my life I would have never believed possible, much less believed I would survive and come out conquering feats of which aren’t usually met by a small town southern girl. Either fucking way, I came out on top and stronger than before, and though I’ve been through hell and back, I’m still just lil ole me… a book blogger, book pimp, and a book whore. My two indulgences remain to be my Jack’s in life…Jack Daniel’s and Blackjack. My biggest dream, the day I’ll acknowledge that I’ve succeeded in life and can I die a happy woman, is the day I get to go two stark-naked hour-round sexual bouts with Jason Statham. *Sighs* 

I was born and raised in Louisiana… and No, I do NOT live in a bayou, I actually see the beaches on the gulf coast more than I see a bayou, lol. I started writing poems and short stories very early in my life. You know, for the Michael’s and Leo’s and Nick’s in my life. I’ve been a book hoarder since I was eleven years old, but then a couple years ago something wonderful happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze brought to life my inner smut whore and I commenced to read anything and everything smut affiliated. When reading wasn’t enough anymore and I noticed that so many of the authors of my favorite indie authors and their books weren’t getting the exposure their work deserved, I turned it into a mission, starting my own blog, buying their books and reading them one by one. I then wrote my reviews for my blog and didn’t hold back in writing them (Hell yeah those motherfuckers a profanity laden). I’ve never done a single thing in my life halfway. I always go all in. After the success of my Blog, and the insistence of one of my bestest friends, my sister from another mister, Trina Taylor of Bad & Dirty Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge and see if I could write a book that was worth a damn. 

I’m a Southern girl to my core, a self-proclaimed smut whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author, but honestly… I don’t believe the rumors. I don’t feel like a kickass bitch spittin’ out lyrics, or stories, like a motherfuckin’ rockstar. 

Tattooed across my ribs are the words I have always lived by: ‘Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.’ Latin for: If I cannot find a way, I will make my own.

If you want to contact me, give me a shout out at 3am because my story just decimated your work day potential, or hell if you want to stalk me (I’ve met some of my BFF’s that way, don’t judge a stalker, they are awesome, fun, kickass bitches) follow me on these links:

www.authorkimbersdawn.com

www.twitter.com/@KimberSDawn

www.facebook.com/AuthorKimberSDawn

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28 ULTIMATE CURES to Writer’s Block.

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Great Advice! I need to take a lot of it…

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Hellloooooo!!!! I’m back! I’ve been trying to work out a theme and tone for my blog, so please bear with me. I’m still in beta mode. Each week I was thinking of providing my odd insights on writing and the process. I’ll have something more solid soon. In the meantime, enjoy!

Sooo…. you hit that damned wall called writer’s block, and you can’t find a way around it. You can’t find the motivation to continue writing because you are afraid your novel is going nowhere. Or maybe you’re really excited about what you have so far and are afraid that you won’t be able to continue that level of energy. OR maybe you are just deflated with the idea and considering starting a new project. ORRR, you simply can’t think of what comes next.
First rule: STOP! Stop it with the negativity. Stop stop stop stop. Just stop thinking altogether…

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A Few Updates

First of all I’m hard at work on many things and I just wanted to take a moment and post an update of what I’ve been doing an what’s to come…

First, I’ll be at Boston Comic Con Aug, 8-10…I’m so freaking excited. You can see more about the event at http://www.bostoncomiccon.com

Second, I have an author and a trivia app for Android it’s FREE so feel free to grab it to stay in the loop… https://play.google.com/store/search?q=shakuita+johnson&hl=en

Third, my next book is scheduled to release Aug. 15th…I’m nervous, excited, and freaking out! I also will be having a party for it Aug. 23-24 so if you would like to attend here is the link… https://www.facebook.com/events/278233899035002/

Fourth, I have a new website up and running. For the most part it’s done but there are some pages I’m working on making better… http://www.authorshakuitajohnson.com

Fifth, I will be attending the New England Writers Signing Oct. 4, 2014 at the DCU center in Worcester, MA… for more info on tickets and what not look here…. https://www.facebook.com/Newenglandwriterssigning

Sixth, I’m working on a spin off series for Dark Indiscretions that will be called The Dark Indiscretions Chronicles and I hope to have the first book out in Oct 2014…

Seventh, my Double Blog Tour/Cover Reveal tour is going on now and I plan to do a post with the links once it’s done so every can see what’s going on but for now you can enter the giveaway here…  http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/50333b101/

Lastly, the sign ups for A Prequel blog tour are open right now… https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1Fgt4ypE1ab9D4S_J3arXN5421pxq0-dm3MAEBht9370/viewform?usp=send_form

That’s all I have for now….I’m sure once I hit publish I will think of a thousand other things but until next time :)

BLOG TOUR & COVER REVEAL ~ Dark Indiscretions by Shakuita Johnson

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Dark Indiscretions:

 
 
What happens when your
whole family is scarier than any nightmare and you have no desire to be
anything like them? Do you stay and go along with the family plans or do
you rebel and have them possibly turn their viciousness on you?
Jennifer Johnston experiences first hand why whispers are spoken in the dark
about her species being evil when she was just a century old. What
should have been another family dinner spent arguing over why she didn’t
want to keep the bloodlines “pure” by being married off to her older
brother turned into a nightmare and left her with more than tortured
memories.

Jackson Dawls and Taylor Durham had been pack mates,
best friends, and the other’s mate for as long as they could remember.
They were a deadly species all their own but even they feared the
Mystics and their overly…

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Blog Tour – The Winter Saga Series by Jami Brumfield

Winters Saga Series
Author: Jami Brumfield
Publication Date: Apr 29, 2014
Publisher: Beau Coup Publishing
Genre: Young Adult/ Paranormal Romance

 

Lone Wolf Rising (Winters Saga Book 1)
 

Book 1 in the Winters Saga Series begins with Lone Wolf Rising

Revenge
has deadly consequences. Seventeen year old Rebecca Winters’ main goal
for ten years has been to graduate high school and take down the people
who killed her parents. When she stumbled upon a werewolf pack in the
middle of Phoenix, she knew she’d found a way to make her dream come
true. Instead of getting vengeance, an act of war has put her into a
position of power and forces her to put her thirst for family justice on
a temporary hold.

He is duty bound to protect her.
Lucian (Lucky) Lamont is a member of the Protectors, an elite
supernatural police force who works for the Authority. Their main goal
is to keep humans in the dark about the creatures who live among them.
Lucky is assigned to protect and manage Rebecca, despite her refusal of
help. His cover is simple; he poses as the dutiful ‘pretend’ boyfriend
in order to keep an eye on the new alpha wolf.

She is his mate.

Gabriel
Black though taking his pack back from the witch who was chosen as the
new alpha would be simple. He thought wrong. His entire world was turned
upside down the moment he met Rebecca at the Authority Council
meeting…and he was hooked the moment he kissed her to prove she wasn’t
dating his best friend, Lucky.

It’s like being torn between two lovers.

Rebecca
is pulled in hundreds of different directions while she attempts to
find a way to survive the supernatural world, protect her family, and
discover who massacred her entire pack days before her first
transformation. She doesn’t have time for romance.

But the heart wants what the heart wants.

And the wolf gets what the wolf wants – or so her alpha believes. While
Rebecca manages to keep her head above water as she unlocks political
and family secrets which could destroy her, she loses sight of the most
important people in her life and one of them pays the ultimate price.

EXCERPT:

He maneuvered her back against the wall and moved in close.

“You need to be more careful if you plan to protect your family,” he
whispered.

Her human half knew he was right. It was also one of those rare moments her
wolf agreed.

“It’s not like I ran home to show her,” she said. “She saw me limping and
grabbed my arm. She pulled up my sleeve and reacted. Besides, they should have
been healed by then. This cut,” she held up her bandaged hand, “is
already gone.”

“Like I told you, your healing focuses on the most life threatening wounds
first. Bruises are always the last to heal.” His answer made logical
sense. He started to move away from her and she grabbed his waist, pulling him
back into their little corner. She wasn’t done talking to him. “They lasted for
hours. How was I to know?”

“You need to be more careful.”

He was beginning to sound like a broken record. In fact, everyone seemed to
have that same advice. How was she supposed to be more careful when she didn’t
understand anything? No one seemed to grasp this was new to her and she needed
time to understand everything. No one seemed to see that she was scared and was
constantly being backed into a corner, being forced to react, and left to
wonder if she made the right decision. She closed her eyes against the common
phrase she has heard so much lately and decided to change the subject.

“Are we going to talk about the kiss from last night?” Or the fact
that you punched Gabriel when he kissed me a few minutes ago? She kept that
last thought to herself but didn’t release her grip on his waist. It made her
feel powerful as his golden amber eyes took on a darker hue. The urge to run
her fingers over his six pack abs and chest was overwhelming. If they weren’t
in the school she would have. It would completely go against her decision to
stay away from Lucky and Gabriel in the romantic sense, and then there was
still the small matter that they were only using dating as a cover. But none of
that matter when she was this close to him.

He moved in closer, his lips inches from her ear. His warm breath invaded her
senses and sent electricity through her body. It took every ounce of will power
to remain still. The silence stretched on painfully.

“No.”

And with that he took a step back and grabbed her hand. “What took you so
long in the restroom?” It appeared the conversation about the kiss or the
passionate moments they share was over, just like that.

Annoyance and frustration raked her body. She refused to let him see her hurt
ego or let him know he was rattling her.

‘He isn’t meant for you anyway,’ the alpha whispered in her mind.

‘That isn’t your decision.’ Rebecca shook her head to clear it, but keeping
things professional between them would definitely help the situation.

She went along with his change of subject, for now. “I ran into Sundae.
She seemed to be interested in the fact that I’m a werewolf.”

“Oh?” Interest entered his face and eyes.

“Yes, she asked if I was happy.” Rebecca shrugged.

“Hmm, that’s interesting. I wonder why?”

“I don’t know. Truthfully, I think she saw me looking at her in the quad.
She seemed to want to intimidate me more than actually carry on a conversation.
I got the distinct feeling she wanted me to understand she’s more dangerous
than she looks. She even called me a little wolf.” Rebecca almost laughed
at the thought. “Which is funny considering she is much smaller and
obviously weaker than me.”

He stopped and set his intent amber eyes on her. “Be careful of the dream
weaver, Rebecca. She’s far more dangerous than she looks.”

“I got that. My wolf warned me. Sundae did a pretty good job of creeping me
out, too.” She shivered.

“I’m serious, Rebecca.”

She wanted to laugh, but something in his look gave her pause. She didn’t want
Lucky to see that Sundae worried her. She was tired of feeling scared and
having to hide it to the world. “What? Okay, so they can give me
nightmares. So I’ll have some sleepless nights, no biggie.”

“The myth that if you die in your sleep you die in reality is very true.
They are far better assassins than allies.” Lucky spoke slowly to make
sure the words hit home. The fact that someone as strong and trained to battle
enemies could get unnerved by a small chick didn’t help matters. It only made
her feel more worried.

A shiver ran down her spine. Assassins, the word hit a chord deep inside. Lucky
hinted at it before Rebecca confronted Sundae about it in the bathroom, but
hearing him talk about this with such a grave expression on his face made it
more real. The idea was creepy but made logical sense in a weird, supernatural
way.

Rebecca shook her head in an attempt to clear her mind. The random thoughts of
concern seemed to pile on top of each other. Before she chose to be a werewolf
the biggest problem she had was finding ways to avoid depression every night.
Now she had enemies she never knew existed, a fake boyfriend who was pretending
not to be a bodyguard, a family that hid the fact that they were powerful
witches, a group of rogue wolves who wanted to rejoin the pack, a pack that she
was now Alpha of, and not to mention she also had someone spying on her from
afar. The last thing she needed to worry about was a sleep assassin. “I’ll
be careful.” She promised.

The mood had suddenly taken a solemn tone and she decided she needed to lighten
it with a fun change of subject. “So why did you punch Gabriel?”

“Why did he kiss you?” The intensity in the look he gave her made her
wonder if he thought she’d invited the kiss.

“I had nothing to do with his decision to kiss me.” She put up three
fingers and said, “Scouts honor.” The memory of the intense feelings
his kiss ignited inside her began bubbling up inside her and she had a sneaking
suspicion her wolf had something to do with the sudden flooding of feelings.

‘Traitor!’ Rebecca snapped in her mind. The wolf simply laughed playfully.

“But you enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

“No!” She answered quickly, which got her raised eyebrows from Lucky.

‘Yes.’ The wolf smiled in her mind.

And there was the question Rebecca was dreading. She planned to make fun over
the punch not get on the topic of Gabriel’s kiss.

She shook her head. “It wasn’t me that enjoyed it.” She didn’t know
how to explain this to him, but she knew she needed to try.

“Come on, Becca. I heard you.” Betrayal played in his eyes as he
continued his path towards class.

“It’s my wolf. She’s attracted to him. Not me.” Rebecca took his arm
and spun him towards her. “I know we’re using this ‘fake’ relationship as
a cover. I’m not stupid! But I can’t change my attraction and desire for you.
And ever since that kiss last night all I can think about is doing this.”
She reached up and pulled his head to hers, crushing her lips to his, desperate
to show him her need. His lips were like stone for a moment, but he lost all
resolve when her hands sank into his silky hair at the nape of his neck.

He deepened the kiss with a growl of frustration as his hand wound around her
waist and pulled her against him. She was thankful the halls were empty in that
moment, but if they weren’t everything would have simply faded away. In that
moment it was only them, the rest of the world stood still. Their size
difference made it hard to get closer, so he lifted her up slightly and she
wrapped her legs around his waist as he pressed her against the wall. When his
tongue slipped into her mouth she felt the moan escape and his groan in
response only pulled her further into the kiss.

He pulled back and shook his head. “This can’t keep happening.”

His voice was raspy and breathless and hit her like a pail of water putting out
the flames of desire burning in her body. He set her down and took three steps
backward, putting a hand up when she took a step forward.

The gesture made her freeze.

“Why?” It was a single word question that held so much meaning.

“It’s not allowed. I’m a Nephilim and you’re a wolf, an alpha of all
things. The Authority frowns on mixed relationships, and I’m technically
engaged.”

Rebecca took a deep breath as she digested his words. “Okay, we could
battle the Authority. My parents did it, didn’t they? But engaged?” She
shook her head in confusion. “Who? How? Why? You never said
anything.” Her head was spinning with this new information. Now, in a
strange way, she understood why he kept pushing her away.

“I’m promised to someone, have been since birth. If we both live to be
twenty-seven it’s expected that we marry and have kids.” He tried to
explain, but had a helpless look on his face. “Besides, you’re an alpha.
You’ll be expected to marry a wolf in the pack and that wolf has already made
his first play for you.”

Vampire Princess Rising (Winters Saga Book 2)

Savannah Winters went from homecoming queen to vampire princess in one
terrifying night. Now she must find a way to survive the dark world she
lives without letting the anger and depression overwhelm and destroy
her. Maintaining a balance between her supernatural identity and human
cover is more difficult then she could ever imagine. And her decision to
separate herself from her family only makes matters worse. How could
she forgive her sister, Rebecca for the role she played in her demise?

It’s a question Rebecca struggles with herself as she attempts to
rebuild the Arizona wolf pack after the massacre that left her a lone
wolf. How can she convince her dear sweet sister, Savannah to forgive
her?

While Rebecca and Savannah juggle the challenges of their new
identities, responsibilities, political alliances, and the men in their
lives Hunter becomes obsessed with unlocking the powers they have as
natural born witches and finding a cure to the viruses that changed his
sisters lives indefinitely.

More family secrets unravel and threaten to destroy the fragile
connection the Winters siblings share while more enemies come out of the
darkness to tear their new worlds apart.

EXCERPT:

Martina pushed Savannah through the door of another store.
They’d already gotten scarves of all different colors, jewelry, mostly silver
of course, some new designer jeans, slacks and skirts, and well-crafted
blouses. Savannah was beginning to feel like a mannequin as clothes were draped
on her body and colors were checked. Viktor and Celestia were sparing no
expense to make sure their investment was well dressed and looked the part.
Martina flew through the dress store, pulling items of different colors and
designs off the racks as Viktor smiled shyly at Savannah. It was the first time
he was not otherwise occupied with his phone and they were alone.

“You’re very pretty.” He smiled warmly.

“Really? Because after this whole experience I was beginning to think I wasn’t
good enough to be a princess,” she snapped coldly.

“Vampires are big on ritual and expectations. You’re perfect in my book.
However, as a royal you’re expected to be beyond perfect. Higher standards are
placed upon you.” He turned those unique violet eyes on her, eyes that reminded
her of her father. “Your life depends on acting the part, especially now that
we’re officially engaged.”

Savannah folded her arms at her chest. “I don’t consider us engaged,
officially.”

“Really? Why is that?”

This man was clueless. She exhaled a frustrated breath out and watched as her
bangs played in the uncommon breeze. “An engagement, in my book, consists of a
man getting down on one knee and asking. This…” she waved her hand in
impatience “…is all formality and protection. Where is the romance, the
tingles, the earth shattering kisses, the mind boggling make out sessions…?”

Savannah was so wrapped up in her wish list that she didn’t even notice Viktor
had gotten down on one knee until Martina dropped the items in her hands and
screamed.

“What are you doing? Get up!” Savannah looked around at everyone staring at
them. Vampires were not allowed to draw attention to themselves in public
settings.

“It may not be the perfect romance…but you will teach me what I need to do.” He
pulled out a ring box from the breast pocket of his elegant sports jacket and
held it out. “Savannah Ariel Matthews Winters you intrigue me immensely and I
cannot wait to spend forever getting to know you better. Would you do me the
honor of becoming my bride?”

Her heart fluttered. It wasn’t the speech she imagined, but it wasn’t bad. She
looked around, camera phones were rolling. Oh hell! She tried to hide the eye
roll. They were on stage now. Appearances were of the utmost importance. “Yes.”
She had no choice but to say it.

“What was that?” he asked with a grin on his face. He heard her, he was a
vampire.

“Yes, I will marry you,” she said louder so everyone could hear.

The grin that broke out across his face was brilliant. He stood up and wrapped
his arms around her waist, lifted her up into an embrace, and spun them around.
“That was the first and only time I will ever do that,” he whispered against
her ear. “Now we are officially engaged.” The smile didn’t leave his face when
he put her down.

“Kiss, kiss, kiss” was the chant that broke out from the crowd that had
gathered to witness her fake proposal.

He turned those eyes back onto hers. “I’m going to kiss you now.” It wasn’t a
request, it was a statement. He moved closer, placing his hands on her slender
hips tentatively. Then with a jerk he pulled her against him, weaving a spell
around her senses. He moved his lips close to hers, so close but not touching.
One hand moved up her spine to her neck. Tingles shot a trail up and a blush crept
onto her cheeks as his body gave away his desire to claim her. “May I kiss you
now?” His fingers tangled into the hair at the nape of her neck and lifted her
lips toward his, still not touching.

She was so wrapped up in the spell he was weaving that she almost missed his
question.

“Savannah, I won’t kiss you until you give me permission.”

He had somehow managed to turn a business arrangement into something more in a
matter of minutes. His lips brushed so close to her skin she felt herself light
up without a touch. His other hand raised up and gently tucked a loose strand
of her hair behind her ear, then caressed her cheek. “May I?”

“Yes.” Her word came out breathlessly, but he heard her. The smirk that spread
across his lips was unsettling but she gave little thought to it when his lips
touched hers. Gentle at first and then he deepened the kiss and possessed her
mouth with his. She was vaguely aware of the cheers in the background as he
continued to assault her senses with a mixture of tenderness and
possessiveness. As far as earth shattering kisses goes, he got a gold star.

AUTHOR BIO:
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Jami M Brumfield
has a passion for the paranormal, supernatural, and mythological worlds
for most of her life. She believes there is a kernel of truth in every
story and loves playing detective to discover what that hidden truth is.
She has written most of her life. She started with poems and short
stories, then graduated to journalism working for online websites like
examiner.com. It was only a natural progression that her love of writing
and her passion for the unknown would combine. The Winters Saga is the
product of that union.

Book one in the Winters Saga
“Lone Wolf Rising” focuses on teen witch Rebecca who in a series of
unnatural events finds herself a teen wolf and alpha of the Arizona
pack. She is suddenly thrust into a world where danger lurks around
every corner and love becomes a liability. Her thirst for vengeance
begins to destroy her family and someone she loves pays the ultimate
prices.

Book two in the Winters Saga “Vampire Princess
Rising” continues the story that began in Lone Wolf Rising only the
focal character is Rebecca’s sister Savannah. She went from homecoming
queen to vampire princess in one terrible night and her life… undead
life will never be the same. Family secrets continue to unravel for the
Winters siblings and danger continues to build as a supernatural war
starts to brew on the streets of Phoenix with the Winters in the middle
of it.

Book three in the Winters Saga “Fire Master
Rising” is well underway and promises to take your breath away as the
focal point of this tale will be Hunter and his fire producing adopted
daughter Freya join the battle against good and evil. Loyalties will be
tested, alliances will burn and others will be created, and life will
never be the same for the Winters family. Jami is hoping for a late June
or early July release date for this book.

She is also working on a New Adult Paranormal Romance series and book one in this series will be released in the summer of 2014.

By day Jami works with hypnotherapy and coaching clients and in her nights
she focuses on creating new urban fantasy and paranormal romantic
thrill rides for your enjoyment.