Celia’s DESTINY Cover Reveal & Stomp vs. Romp!
Loads of good stuff to share with you today. First up is my spiffy new cover for DESTINY, the second book in the Tranquilli Bloodline Series. Check out the shiny, shiny, and enjoy the excerpt included below. 🙂
Then, hop over to Rabid Reads for Stomp vs. Romp! Visit my Team Stomp page to read excerpts from HAVEN and VAMPIRE CODE, discover the soundtracks for each story, and enter my giveaway. Author Jenn Bennett will offer up some fun for Team Romp on the Book Nympho blog, too. More details plus links below. Enjoy!
Destiny Book Blurb
In HAVEN, San Francisco nightclub owner Carina Tranquilli survives a vicious attack by her vampire family’s longtime archenemies. Several weeks later, as she struggles with PTSD and survivor’s guilt, supervillain Dixon resurfaces and kidnaps two of her best friends. To save them, Carina must comply with the evil bastard’s unusual demands. The kicker? She must tell no one what she is up to.
Meanwhile, she has a new dance club to open for the preternatural community, a fated soul mate acting secretive and distant, and a sexy, new, undead friend who’d love to take Alexander’s place in her heart and bed.
Blackmailed, betrayed, tempted…sometimes destiny has a wicked sense of humor.
Available November, 2014 from Champagne Books
I darted into the melee.
And crashed into a cement wall.
Steel hands grabbed my arm, their owner yanking me up into the trees. We landed on the limb of an enormous Eucalyptus, the branch hefty enough to support us with ease.
My attacker pinned me face-first to the trunk, grinding an erection into my backside. Panic and pain pierced my gut. Oh, hell no. I struggled to free myself, my power eager to fry the bastard. But a familiar wintery power slid under my skin and doused my fire as if it were a weak little matchstick.
Warm breath teased my earlobe. “Hello, pet.”
I froze. Fuck me. Dixon.
He nipped my ear lobe with wicked sharp fangs. “Miss me?”
“No.” The cut stung. Blood trickled, warm and wet, down my neck.
“No? I’m hurt.” Jolts of icy power secured me to the tree trunk while Dixon’s skeletal hands roamed over my body.
“Back off, you undead wanker,” I snapped, refusing to surrender to my fears.
He chuckled. “I do so love it when you speak my language, my little kitten.”
The world spun when he flipped me around and lassoed me tighter to the trunk with his power, his lean, tall body caging mine. Head lowered, gaunt face too close, his silver eyes shone like moonlight. Mesmerizing, seductive moonlight.
Shit. He was trying to compel me. Very few vampires could do that, and they had to be old. Unfortunately, Dixon was as old as Stonehenge. Maybe older.
I lowered my gaze to his thin, blue-black lips. They curled up in a creepy smile under my inspection, crinkling the lightning bolt tattoo streaking across one hollow cheek. He circled one long fang with the tip of his tongue. “Come now, pet. No more words for your favorite admirer?”
Anger almost had me hurling insults at the bastard but I clenched my teeth. You’re bat shit crazy, and I’m going to kill you if I can get my hands free.
THE FIGHT IS ON! STOMP VS. ROMP
Rabid Reads and The Book Nympho bring you STOMP VS. ROMP!
The theme for this exciting event: action scenes vs. sexy scenes in paranormal fiction.
Visit Rabid Reads for TEAM STOMP’s offerings on Urban Fantasy, including my post on Haven and Vampire Code.
Visit The Book Nympho for TEAM ROMP’s Paranormal Romance posts.
Vote for your favorite (Stomp or Romp) [shameless plug here: please vote TEAM STOMP! 🙂 ] and enter the event’s many giveaways, including mine.