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Timeless Night

If you could live forever, what would you choose to live for? I chose love... 



In an epic battle of good versus evil, one woman finds herself the focal point of a magical feud. Sabrina thought she knew who she was until a knight of long ago returns to steal her heart.

If you could live forever, what would you choose to live for? I chose love...

A silent guardian, Alexander has walked the corridors of time in pursuit of an end to a haunting prophecy. Sabrina has lived a life surrounded by modern magic, unaware that the greatest and deadliest of powers reside within her own soul. If it only takes the light of love to ignite the stars, what of the decadent seduction of darkness? All roads don't lead home and some myths only grow into legend. 

This is a debut Paranormal romance novel from miss Torie James who happens to be a friend and awesome writer. Look, read, spread the word. The more the merrier and I love it when we come together for new authors to show them the love.

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Wednesday Write

Writing Prompt 

Christine Rains- Cover- The 13th Floor complete collection

Title: The 13^th Floor Complete Collection

Author: Christine Rains

Genre: paranormal romance

Release date: October 13^th, 2013

Blurb:

Six supernatural tenants

Living in a haunted apartment building

On a floor that doesn't exist.

Six novellas telling their tales.

A retired demon acquires a price on his head.

A werewolf is hunted by her pack.

A modern day dragonslayer misses his target.

A harpy challenges Zeus for the soul of the man she loves.

A vampire is obsessed with a young woman he can't find.

A banshee falls in love with someone who's death she has seen in a vision.

And a sweet ghost must battle a primal monster to save them all.

All the stories take place at the same time intertwining their lives together on the 13th Floor.

Author Bio:

Christine Rains is a writer, blogger, and geek mom. She has four degrees which help nothing with motherhood, but make her a great Jeopardy player. When she's not writing or reading, she having adventures with her son or watching cheesy movies on Syfy Channel. She's a member of Untethered Realms and S.C.I.F.I. The 13th Floor series is her first self-published series. She has eight novellas and twenty-one short stories published.

Website: http://christinerains.net/

Blog: http://christinerains-writer.blogspot.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authorchristinerains

Twitter: https://twitter.com/@CRainsWriter

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4017568.Christine_Rains

Madmartigan's role in An Irresistible Shadow

Ever have that one kind of person that changes everything in the game of your story? That one being who stands between a solid scene and a you don't know what kind of scene? 

Author Kirsten Blacketer found herself in just that situation and she's here to tell us how Madmartigan showed her character a good one two... For those who don't know the great Madmartigan...shakes head...

Please welcome Kirsten~

Robin Hood, King Arthur, William Wallace.  What do these men have in common?  They know how to fight.  Be it with a sword or a bow, a lance or a mace.  They were all experienced in the art of combat.  Me, yeah, not so much.  How the hell was I supposed to SHOW a sword fight?  I was in over my head.  

I called my friend.  He reads fantasy and studies warfare.  He likes action and danger.  Most of all, he knew more than I did when it came to describing a sword fight.  He gave me a novel piece of advice…pardon the pun.  He said, "Watch Willow."

I was far from upset that I had to study Madmartigan's fight scenes to get a feel for a sword fight.  Val Kilmer was sexy as sin in that role.  I watched several scenes over and over, observing his stance and the way the sword became an extension of him.  The more I watched him, the more he became an influence in my character.  It was the swagger.  Madmartigan had a confidence that oozed with sensuality.  He was unapologetic in speaking his mind.  Once he found a cause worth fighting for, he became a true leader.

My own character, Gabriel, began to mimic these traits.  Madmartigan's sharp wit and often snarky sense of humor found their way into Gabriel's personality.  His intuition and survival instincts bled into my story.  I didn't mean to do it…Madmartigan just has that persuasive, subconscious effect on me.  He's a strong character, and I wanted Gabriel to be just as strong and sexy.  

There were many outside influences on my characters that makes them who they are.  As I look back on my story now, I can see the little details that reflect an outside influence.  It makes me chuckle because as a writer I hadn't realized before that moment how much of an influence my personal taste in film and literature directly impacted my work.  So thank you, Madmartigan, for your inspiration.  I'm sure I'll need you for another project in the future.  

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WWW- Razzle the imp

Snippet from Bloodstone 

Bored, Razzle redirected his focus to the female right next to him in the back of the room. She lay on a chaise, her red hair sprawled out over the side like a frozen waterfall of blood. She watched the ceiling until the front door opened. Razzle turned and saw someone new, someone not human. She smelled…of ash and…Razzle racked his brain. It wasn’t the dung smell of an imp or the earthy smell of a fairy. She smelled crisper, like a chilled wind or snow.

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Teaser Tuseday- Pleasure of a Dark prince

"Kiss me again, Lykae (werewolf), and I'll make you regret it," Lucia said. 
He kissed her again. So she kicked him between his legs, ducking away from him. As he dropped to his knees, she hastened away. But she heard him grunt, "Still donna regret it."pg 37 Pleasure of a Dark Prince by Kresley Cole.

From the shadows, Garreth has long watched over Lucia. Now, the only way to keep the proud huntress safe from harm is to convince her to accept him as her guardian. To do this, Garreth will ruthlessly exploit Lucia's greatest weakness -- her wanton desire for him.

Blogfest- More than just a kiss-

“A kiss, when all is said, what is it? 'Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.” ~ Edmond Rostand

The rules are simple:

1. Sign up on the linky list and post the badge on your blog.

2. On one of the days of the week of September 9th, post a kissing scene on your blog. It can be either fiction or non-fiction.

3. Please do not exceed 250 words.

4. This is a blogfest, so visit the other participants and have fun!

My scene- From Bloodstone-

 

“If I say no?”

Ebony walked herself back until she felt the cool wall unyielding behind her. He followed without taking his eyes from hers. The pan fell to the floor with a resounding bang.

“I’d rather you didn’t.” He placed a hand on either side effectively trapping Ebony between the wall and himself.

She’d rather he didn’t either. She held her breath as his solid body pressed against hers. A yearning filled her center between her legs. She ached for it to release. She inhaled a sharp breath. His gaze smoldered in the shadows between them as they darted back and forth from her eyes to her lips and then he leaned his face in toward hers. Her heart hammered. She resisted the urge to push up against him. She closed her eyes unable to watch. Kaige’s lips brushed lightly over the top of hers. Barely a touch. A sigh escaped her lips.

“I’ve wanted to do this since the night you found me in your house. Say yes.” His whispered words roved over the sensitive flesh. Hot, sweet, words. A feeling Ebony never wanted to end.

Ebony arched her back and neck to meet him, but their lips didn’t quite touch. It was as if he were teasing her on purpose, keeping both their desires at bay. She felt the soft exhale, the hovering presence of his lips not even an inch away. She wanted to pull him closer but dared not move any further. Yes. The word hovered on the tip of her tongue. 

"Pardon my interruption."