Monday, April 21, 2014

[Guest Post] A Taste For Killing by H.K. Sterling

Title: A Taste For Killing
Series: Chasing the Taste, Book 1
Author: H.K. Sterling
Genre: Mystery Suspense Romance Thriller, Novella
Publisher: Breathless Press
Date of Publication: February 21, 2014
Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde





Book Description:
Mystery and Romance blend together when competing detectives Carolyn Woods and Jack Heart are both hired to solve the murder of Pete Wallace, only to realize they are working the same case.

To complicate things, Carolyn and Jack have an on again-off again relationship. Then there is Evan Jones, a handsome architect— but he's also a suspect.

Can Carolyn manage to solve the case as more and more murders pile up? Will her relationship with Jack hinder their investigations? And what about Evan Jones? He seems like the perfect man, but could he actually be the murderer?

One thing is for sure: someone close to both Carolyn and Jack has A Taste For Killing.


Guest Post:
20 Things You Probably Didn't Know About Author H.K. Sterling

1. H.K. is a female! (Shhh! Don't tell anyone!)
2. H.K. once bungee jumped to celebrate a birthday. The second time H.K. dove off backwards.
3. H.K. holds a Bachelor and Master's Degree.
4. H.K. once interviewed a former Major General in the KGB.
5. H.K. has been to South America.
6. H.K. has also been to Mexico, Canada, and Kauai.
7. The day after getting a Master's Degree, H.K. loaded up furniture and drove across the country to move to California. H.K. did this with no job waiting and $2000.....H.K. was kind of stupid when younger. ;-)
8. H.K. decided where to live in California by driving down the coastline. At one point H.K. realized that Mexico was one of the upcoming exits. Whoops. So H.K. took the next exit which happened to be Sea World. Therefore H.K. randomly settled in San Diego.............Okay, H.K. might have been really, really stupid when younger. Or reckless. Take your pick.
9. H.K. once lived in a commune.
10. H.K. now lives on the East Coast of the U.S.
11. H.K. is married.
12. H.K. waited a long time to get married as H.K. didn't want to be tied down.
13. H.K. has been keeping a dream diary since 1982.
14. Holy Crap, H.K. is OLD.........ISH (Shhh! Don't tell anyone!)
15. H.K. has an alternate pen name that writes poetry, literary, new adult and co-founded an online magazine. (Shhh! Don't tell anyone!) No, actually, it's not a secret. :-)
16. H.K. worked as a Social Worker for a number of years.
17. H.K. also volunteered at a women's domestic violence shelter and a free medical clinic at different times.
18. H.K. loves the videos that have started showing up of animal rescues from Hope For Paws, an animal rescue organization. See a couple of them here:


They have beautiful endings, I promise you. That's what is so special; seeing the before and after is amazing. H.K. would like to support the organization. Here is the link to their website if you want to know more: http://www.hopeforpaws.org/
19. H.K.'s favorite food is Mexican. However, like most writers, chocolate is a writing requirement!
20. H.K.'s current favorite songs are:


  1. Counting Stars- One Republic http://youtu.be/hT_nvWreIhg
  2. Say Something Cover- Pentatonix  http://youtu.be/0dYlvdLdK9w
  3. Sing- Ed Sheeran http://youtu.be/RAygWSA_e_k  (No official video yet)
  4. Human- Christina Perri http://youtu.be/r5yaoMjaAmE
  5. Stars- Grace Potter and the Nocturnals http://youtu.be/54DMWdzROH0
  6. Love Don't Die- The Fray http://youtu.be/WptxUWvrINQ
  7. Sail- AWOL Nation http://youtu.be/gH2efAcmBQM
  8. Same Love- Mary Lambert http://youtu.be/NhqH-r7Xj0E
  9. Impossible- Shontelle http://youtu.be/NWdrO4BoCu8
  10. Holy Grail- Jay Z Feat. Justin Timberlake http://youtu.be/6AIdXisPqHc


Excerpt
He had six-pack abs, and I wanted to feel the carbonation. This one dressed like the stereotype of a construction worker, down to the handkerchief he used to wipe sweat off his forehead. I don't know if he or the hot day brought it out, but sweat poured off of me too. He had no interest in me as a person, though. I was invading his territory. Still, I enjoyed the view. For my part, I knew my clothes looked crappy. I didn’t have to wear uniforms anymore, but my street clothes, well they were very—street. So there I stood, a turd in the sun in front of this Adonis. Oh well.
He pointed to a small trailer up a muddy hill. The supervisor I asked to see apparently stayed in there. Stayed, as in never left. Great. Mud. Now I'd be a dried turd in the sun. Adonis went back to digging and I started the trek up the hill. At least I came with boots. Steel toed.
Once I made it to the trailer, I heard an argument going on inside.
"Look, I don't care who you are. The plans are publically filed. Go get them yourself!" yelled someone.
Then I heard a voice I knew. Calm, cool, subversive. "Is there any reason you're being so difficult? A man did die on your watch."
An encounter I hadn’t planned on. Well, at least not until later tonight. I knocked loudly on the door and with my sweetest voice said, "Hello, boys. Am I interrupting something?"
"Great," groused the supervisor. "A party." He appeared to me like another stereotype, puffing on a cigar over a fat jowl line and rotund stomach that threatened to overturn the small desk he was behind. I guess there's a reason for stereotypes. He looked about four hamburgers away from a heart attack.
On a wooden chair in front of the supervisor sat Jack. A fellow independent detective, an ally at times, a competitor...and my on and off lover.
"Well, well, well," he said smiling, but I could tell he wasn’t happy to see me. Not here. It meant we were both working the same case. "Hello, Carolyn. Who hired you?"
"Parents."
"Girlfriend," he answered back.
We stared at each other. Complications.
The supervisor didn’t give a damn and said to me, "Well, missy, I'll tell you the same thing I told this guy." He jerked his thumb around to Jack. "The plans are publically filed and that’s all I have to say about it."
I tried a different tactic. "That’s fine with me. I have no problem going downtown for a copy." I wore my practiced, saccharine smile. "But I wonder, could you tell me the name of the architect? Please?" I smiled again. God, this job sucks at times.
The supervisor sighed. "Jones, Evan Jones."
"Thank you so much," I said, smiling my best smile again. "I'll get out of the way and leave you two boys to...whatever you were doing."
I opened the door to go and started to shut it only to find Jack following me out.
"Sure, flash your tits and get what you want." Boy was he in a bad mood.
"There was no tit flashing in there. Face it, testosterone was not a good choice in that situation."
Jack's response: a grunt.
"Besides," I tried to placate him, "I didn’t get the plans either."
"No, you did one better."
"That's assuming the architect will have anything to do with me and cooperate." A thought occurred to me. "So are you going there too?"
"No, I might as well wait and see what you turn up. Besides, I have my own leads."
"Are you planning to share?" Just call me hopeful. As in full of shit, because that’s where hope always seemed to lead.
"No," he said, still grumpy.
"I see. So it's gonna be like that."
"I guess so."
 I felt like such a female. Damn. But I had to ask.
"Are we still on for tonight?"
"Yeah."
I wasn’t convinced but didn’t push it. God, sometimes I hated myself. But we were good together—when it was good—when his competitive edge didn’t get the better of him. Though I was one to talk. I did the same thing at times. Hence our on and off status. But currently we were supposed to be on. So, I kept it light in the spirit of things to come.
"Okay, master detective, I'll leave you to your leads. See ya."
"See ya," he replied, already preoccupied, pondering a piece of paper he'd taken from his pocket.
I made my way down the hill in my muddy boots.



About the Author:
H.K. Sterling is an author with Breathless Press known for stories with imagination, intelligence, a kick, and twist endings. H.K. likes to focus her writing on suspense, science-fiction, shorts, and anything that is spicy and unexpected. Sometimes her books may even go dark. H.K. lives in Virginia with her husband who graciously puts up with her passion for writing.

H.K. currently has a Mystery/Thriller out: A Taste For Killing; and two short stories in the Breathless Press Anthology, My Bloody Valentine. Her new book, A Taste For Danger has just been accepted for publication and Breathless Press also just published H.K.'s short-short titled Eyes Only. H.K.'s books are suitable for 18+.

Catch up with H.K. Sterling on the following social media:




Twitter: @HKSterling
HK Sterling "Undercover Blog": http://hksterling1.blogspot.com/


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Tuesday, April 15, 2014

[Spotlight] The Sorceress Screams by Anya Breton

Title: The Sorceress Screams
Series: Only Sorceress #2
Author: Anya Breton
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Release Date: April 2nd
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Heat Level: Steamy

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Blurb:
Self-proclaimed sorceress Kora only wants to succeed as a small business owner in Sedona. Her new age shop might not be in the red if a certain beautiful high priest hadn’t blackballed her. Desmond promises to scratch her back if she scratches his. Finally having her loudest detractor on her side is worth any task, no matter how distasteful.

A favor for dear old Mom—the goddess of magic—earns Kora a powerful undead enemy. Only the city’s vampire ruler can help her out of her latest bind. But Maximo’s demands hit a little too close to the heart.

It’s one step forward and one step back toward Mom’s plans for total coven infiltration. But Kora has time, and with her soul in the balance, she has no choice but to succeed.



Excerpt:

Maximo tilted his head to the right as he sank the chair in a slow bounce. “City ruler’s significant others are generally considered untouchable.”

I drew a loud breath through my nose. Though he probably wasn’t fooling me, I didn’t like the suggestion. Not considering his recent history.

“You killed your significant other.”

“I killed my significant other to save you, Miss Walsh.” His precise pronunciation and stiff frame hinted he was irritated he’d had to speak the words.

I couldn’t refute the accusation. My face heated. I’d be dead or still enthralled if he hadn’t stopped Ascencion. Enthrallment was a fate worse than death. Was I wrong to be disgusted with him?

No, my disgust was because he’d immediately sought me out so soon after his lover’s death. His failure to observe a period of mourning was simply in poor taste.

A little truth might be in order. “And then you came to me the next night. That doesn’t give me warm fuzzies.”

“I will admit that probably didn’t look good from the outside looking in. But you must understand Ascencion and I had been over for decades.”

He stood, moving toward the window behind his desk. Maximo lifted the white Roman shades and gazed into the moonlit garden. His back remained to me as he spoke.

“I asked that woman to marry me ten times in our century and a half together.” He emphasized the number with slow enunciation. “Each elaborate gesture earned me a laugh in the face. She broke my heart more times than I can count. I cared too much to make her stop. When I finally hardened myself to her and her whims, I no longer cared enough to make her leave.” He shrugged. “She kept the house organized. What I didn’t realize was how deeply she’d dug her nails into my business. I’m not sorry she’s gone, Miss Walsh. There was nothing left to mourn.”

His long-winded speech reinforced the words they’d exchanged during Ascencion’s final minutes.

But there was still the little matter of my ring. “How do I know you’re not just trying to use me for the ring?”

He gave a soft laugh. “Like you’re using me?”

“You’re enabling this behavior.”

“I’m taking advantage of something you want, yes. But if you’ll recall, I’ve been after you since Ascencion dropped you in my living room last month. Long before the appearance of this.” He wiggled his pinky where I could see it.

“You were after me?” I couldn’t stop my loud scoff.

“I claimed you as part of my faction so you could stay.”

“That hardly seems like—”

“I asked you to the solstice ball so I could win your date.”

He had been in a bid war with Eamonn Cary for the date. There was one problem with that. “But you let Marino win it.”

Maximo gazed at me out of the corner of his eye rather like the woman in his painting. “Because Ascencion wouldn’t have allowed anything else without hurting you.”

His girlfriend had joined the bid war shortly after him. I recalled that much. And I recalled thinking she’d torture me if she won.

But he still had my ring.

What leverage would I have if I agreed to his terms for safety from Nadir Khan? And was I honestly thinking of dating a vampire? I didn’t know the first thing about dating! Trip had scared every potential beau off for as long as I could remember.

But Trip was avoiding me. Two weeks was an age for him. Had he finally given up his obsession? Or had the gods finally done something to keep him away from the Mortal Realm as part of his punishment?

Shaking myself, I focused my attention back on Maximo. “I need my ring back. I can’t agree to anything until that’s settled.”

He fully faced me, rubbing his fingers over the thin strip of hair coating his jawline. “Yet if I return it to you, you’ll have no incentive to remain with me.”

“I would as long as Nadir Khan was a threat.”

His indulgent smile returned. “The ring will be an anniversary gift.”

The only anniversary I’d ever observed was my birth. But I could handle his demand if it were for a short time. “A month?”

“Like all anniversaries it would be a year, Miss Walsh.”

My jaw dropped open. “You’re not serious! I’ve never had a boyfriend in my entire life! There’s no way I’ll last a year! I don’t know the first thing about how! I really need that ring! You can’t do this to me!”

Maximo was in front of me before I’d noted the movement. I gasped through quaking lungs. His hands slipped around my waist, drawing me against his fresh lavender and warm sand scented chest before I knew what hit me. And then he kissed me with an urging press of his cool lips against mine.

He dug a hand into my hair, holding me still. My temperature lifted as he deepened the kiss with a sweep of his tongue through my lips. The eerily cool temperature should have been disturbing, and yet it wasn’t. I hardly noticed it as the soft muscle swirled and teased along the inside of my mouth. It had been so long since a man had held me that I was nearly helpless to fight my desire.

This was the kind of embrace that preceded something far more intimate. Yet he eased away, holding my gaze with his deep-set dark eyes. Together our chests rose and fell far heavier than they ought to.

“I’ll teach you how.” He stared at my lips. “Rebecca.”

My given name spoken in his softest voice was an unexpected aphrodisiac. I pushed my nails into my palms—the only way to avoid grabbing onto his cheeks for another go. The man could kiss.




Author Bio:
Anya Breton is a web monkey with an obsession for nail polish and rubber chickens. Her fears include Peeps and people who hate clowns. She lives in the Midwest with her significant other.

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[Cover Reveal] Paranormal Pleasures II by Roxanne Rhoads

Coming May 2014

Title: Paranormal Pleasures II
Author: Roxanne Rhoads
Cover Models: Victoria Nightshade and Sugar Monroe
Cover Photo: RSII Photography
Book Cover Design: Dawne Dominique


Award winning author Roxanne Rhoads brings you ten more tales of supernatural seduction featuring demonic desires, wanton witches, voluptuous vampires, and ghosts with grave needs…

Four brand new, never published short stories have been combined with six previously published, freshly edited tales to give you a collection of hot paranormal erotica you can really sink your fangs into.


Scent of a Vampire
Aidan has searched several human lifetimes for his perfect mate. Now that he’s found her, he refuses to let go. He must make Gabrielle see they were destined to be together.


Immortal Flame
An off duty fire fighter encounters a sexy vampire in what he thought was an abandoned house.

The flames that ignite will leave them both scorched…and aching for more.


An Unexpected Evening
Samuel is a centuries-old vampire who prefers to be a recluse. He is always afraid of losing control and becoming the monster he once was. Falling in love with a young witch has pushed his boundaries and pulled him out of his comfort zone.

Katerina always encourages Samuel to be more open, to let loose, and to really "live" instead of only existing in the shadows.

One night, he finally grants her wish . . . in ways she never imagined.


Underneath the Fangs
Samuel is being framed for murder. Katerina knows he is not guilty but she has to convince Samuel that he is not a monster and that he is worthy of her love.


Cemetery Seduction
Abby, a half witch, half vampire whose powers go awry in a club, has to run, afraid that the Others, who are policing all human/magick interaction, might put her in jail. She ends up in a cemetery, jumps behind a bush and lands right on top of a very sexy ghost hunter.


No Place I'd Rather Be
Sonora is torn between a human and a vampire. How can she choose between the man who makes her feel safe and the vampire that makes her blood race? Sonora prays to the Goddess for guidance while harboring secret desires that her broody vampire, Brom, and her brawny human, Avery, can get past their jealousy and be willing to do more than just share the witch in the middle.

Can the Goddess grant Sonora's wish, or will she be stuck making an impossible choice?


Blood, Lust and Shadows
Vampire/succubus hybrid Allana is on the prowl looking for a bloody snack and a sexy energy boost. While strutting her stuff in a dark parking lot she encounters a yummy Latino who makes a lovely meal. She also encounters something else that puts her senses into overdrive.


Complete Circle
Lissette is a vampire who has lived with her succubus girlfriend, Cassandra, for a long time. She swore off relationships with men after being viciously raped by the vampire hunters who killed the love of her life and left her for dead.

Lissette and Cassandra only use men to get what they need, blood for Lissette and sexual energy for Cassandra. They are completely satisfied with their lives- until a mysterious stranger comes along.

For the first time in centuries Lissette wants a man. Why is she so drawn to him? What is he?

Much more than a mere mortal, Gabriel has been searching for Lissette and Cassandra for a very long time. They have what he needs, what no one else can give him.

But will they be willing to share?


A Package Deal
Chloe needs to get out of the city- fast. So she buys an old farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere- with one stipulation. The caretaker gets to stay. She readily agrees thinking it’s an old man that won’t give her any trouble.

Ash is definitely not what she expected.


My Demon Valentine
Elita wants to give her demon boyfriend a Valentine’s Day to remember. Connor was built for giving pleasure but Elita wants to turn the tables on that.

This time the pleasure will be all his.



About the Author:
Story strumpet, tome loving tart, eccentric night owl...these words describe book publicist and erotic romance author Roxanne Rhoads.

When not fulfilling one the many roles being a wife and mother of three require, Roxanne's world revolves around words...reading them, writing them, editing them, and talking about them. In addition to writing her own stories she loves to read, promote and review what others write.

Roxanne is the owner of Bewitching Book Tours and operates Fang-tastic Books, a book blog dedicated to paranormal and urban fantasy books.

When not reading, writing, or promoting Roxanne loves to hang out with her family, craft, garden and search for unique vintage finds.

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