And this one isn't half bad either, hmm?
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Cover Reveal: "Alpha's Redemption"
Well, ain't that pretty!
Tondreau has spent the last four years helping raise Cadajen's terminally ill daughter, Linea. Though not mates, they've carved out a happy life with each other. It all comes crashing down when Linea's health takes a turn for the worst. Together, they must face the hardest decision of their lives. Will it tear them apart? And can Tondreau put aside his fears and be the Alpha Cadajen needs him to be?
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Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Guest Post: "Fairest" by K.S. Trenten
Author: K.S. Trenten
Title: Fairest
Publisher: Prizm
Books (A Torquere Imprint)
Cover
Artist: Kris
Norris
Release Date: May 11, 2016
Heat Level: 2
Pairing: F/F, with bits of M/F
and M/M in the background
Length: 27,425 words
Genre/Tags: Lesbian Romance,
Fantasy, New Adult
Synopsis
On the eve of my sixteenth year, I'm
cursed to prick my finger on spindle and fall into a hundred year sleep. This
is what the witch with the snow white skin and haunting dark eyes promised me,
as I lay in my cradle. I haven't been able to get her out of my mind, since.
She haunts my dreams, steals into my quiet moments, when I think I'm alone.
Everyone thinks she's my enemy. Everyone thinks I need to be protected from
her. I can't think of her as an enemy, no matter what anyone else thinks. Who
is she, truly? The only name she's ever been given are a few, enigmatic words.
The fairest of them all.
Excerpt
My first memory was of her dark eyes.
They seemed to capture all the colors of my infant universe, even as they
threatened to swallow me. Her eyes should have been terrifying, but they weren’t.
Her blood red lips moved, shaping words I
could only dimly recall. My parents remembered them only too well, as did
everyone else who’d gathered at the castle for my christening.
“I, too, have a gift for this child. She
shall grow up, with all the beauty and promise of the dawn, but her sun will
never rise.”
My mother told me she nearly swooned with
terror at the look of sheer malevolence the witch gave to the sunbeams, playing
about my cradle. She wanted to stop the witch from speaking, as did my father.
No one could move, no matter how much they wished to. Everyone stood, still and
motionless, spellbound by the witch’s gaze.
“Before the sun sets on the eve of her
sixteenth year, the princess shall prick her finger on a spindle. With
the first drop of her blood, a sleep will fall upon her, claiming her for a
hundred years.”
My mother tried to call in another witch
to remove the curse. My father burned every spindle he could find. However,
nothing could lift the curse, for all their efforts. The witch had disappeared
into a cloud of green smoke. No one could find her after my christening,
despite many attempts to locate her. The only thing she left behind, besides
her curse, was the memory of her dark eyes.
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Sunday, May 8, 2016
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