Monday, February 15, 2016

Where the Heart Belongs by Iyana Jenna


   Released as a part of Forbidden Love line from Torquere Press, Where the Heart Belongs tells the story of two brothers, Zach and Drew with their unnatural relationship.        When something terrible happens to Zach, an African American FBI Agent, Eugene Harris comes into the picture adding more complications. This is #1 of the Triangle Series


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      His brother slash boyfriend, Drew is leaving him. It makes Zach unaware of his surrounding and a hate-crime psycho takes him off guard. 
      He is kidnapped and tortured. 
      Zach is saved by the FBI and as a surviving witness, he is brought to stay with FBI Agent Eugene Harris. 
      Gradually, Eugene gets to know Zach. He should have been disgusted, but instead, all he wants is comfort Zach. 
      Will Zach accept that Drew is not coming back? 
      Will Eugene finally have the guts to tell Zach how he feels?
 

Excerpt
      “Come with me, Zach.” 
      "Hush..." Zach whispered. 
       He wanted to treasure the moment as much as he could but it was him who pulled back first. “Let’s go,” he said harshly. “You will miss your bus.” His heart bled at how Drew stared at him in confusion, hurt in his eyes. But he knew he had to let go now or he would never be able to. 
       He helped Drew with his bags and grasped Drew’s jacket sleeve, hugging him tight and kissing him again, not caring who might be watching. 
       Drew clung onto him just like he used to during those cold nights whenever they were alone in a motel room, and squeezed him for the last time, pulling back. 
       Their eyes met. “I’ll come back for you.” 
       Long after the bus was gone, Zach was still standing at the bus station, his heart heavy. 
       Drew was his brother and his lover. 
       Zach realized the unnatural nature of their relationship, but he couldn't bring himself to care. They only had each other in their lives. 
       Zach remembered one night. He had been nine at that time and Drew had been five. Rain had been pouring down the Earth for like hours now but there was no sign of stopping from the sound of it. 
       Zach shot a wary gaze to the wide window and the thin lacey curtains covering it—a useless thing in his humble opinion—they could not stop him and Drew from staring right through the rain, let alone from the thunder and lightning that cracked almost every five minutes. 
      Alone only with little Drew in their small apartment—their father had yet to return, Zach did not dare shut his eyes even for a second. Not in this weather. Not when closing his eyes meant letting Drew out of his sight, although the kid was curled up right here with him, never far from his embrace.
 
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Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Dark Days by Naomi Clark @EvernightPub #Paranormal #Lesbian #UrbanFantasy #Suspense

      Thanks for having me here on your blog today! I'm really delighted to be here to share a teaser from my new novel, DARK DAYS, the sequel to BLOOD WITCH. 
      The book was a real labour of love for me - BLOOD WITCH was supposed to be a quick, one-off novella and instead it turned into the start of a new series. 
      With DARK DAYS, I had a lot of plot threads to follow up, new elements to introduce, and new threats to throw at my characters. I always think a good sequel should raise the stakes and open up the world, and I think I succeeded at that!       You'll get to learn a little bit more about Tristesse's world (just a little bit; she's still keeping lots of secrets!), meet a new addition to Lola's ragtag team, and see new magic and enemies arise. All of which should lead nicely into Book 3 ... But hopefully you'll enjoy Book 2 first!

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Blood Canticles, 2
      Vampires on the loose. Monsters on the streets. And a demon in her bed...
      Lola Guntram's life is not getting easier. She's no longer wanted for murder, but there's still danger everywhere she turns. Isaiah's sinister influence still lingers in Fort Rosser, and her friends are breaking under the pressure.
      To make matters worse, a new threat stalks Tristesse, and the demon duchess might not win this war. As more blood is spilled and evil draws ever closer, Lola has to ask herself what she's prepared to do—and what she's prepared to sacrifice—to keep her loved ones safe.

Be Warned: f/f sex

Excerpt:
The ley line made you sick."
"I'm getting desperate."
Tristesse shifted her position so she could free Lola's hair from the messy bun she'd piled it in. "I would happily teach you ley line magic. It's been a long time since I had an apprentice. But the experience did make you very sick."
"Protecting me again?" Lola pulled a face at her.
Tristesse tangled her hands in Lola's hair, smiling. "A dead apprentice is useless to me."
Lola took her hand, weaving her fingers through Tristesse's. "I want you to teach me." Her first and last experience with the power of the ley line had been awful, but the potential there, the power flowing all around her, just out of reach... Not a day had passed without her thinking about it. Maybe once you were used to it, the sickness went away. Maybe it was like adjusting to a high altitude or something. Nobody ever learned anything valuable without a little suffering, after all.
Instead of answering, Tristesse pushed her over so she lay on her back. The demon straddled her, pinning her to the sofa and leaning down to kiss her. This time she wasn't soft or sweet, and Lola gasped, arching her body up to meet Tristesse's instinctively. Tristesse deepened the kiss, pushing her hips down to pin Lola's lower body as well, and a swell of lust rose in Lola, sweeping everything else away.
It was annoying, how easily Tristesse could turn her on and distract her. It left her aching for more, and she had no idea how much Tristesse could give her.
Tristesse broke the kiss but nipped Lola's throat with a playful growl, making Lola squeak. "I'm a demanding teacher," Tristesse warned her.
"But I'm an excellent student." Lola freed her hands and draped them around Tristesse's neck, pulling her back for another kiss. "How soon can we start?"
Tristesse slid her hand under Lola's thin hoodie, tracing the curve of her breast through her bra. "Seems like we already have."
Her touch sent shivers of need through Lola, and her brazen invitation was almost too good to resist. The only thing holding Lola back was a reluctant sense of urgency. There were so many things to do, especially now she'd agreed to go to the Choir meeting tomorrow night. She could easily waste a few hours, even a whole day, rolling around on the sofa with Tristesse, but that wouldn't pay her bills or help her clients or find Yvette. More's the pity.
With a sigh, she wriggled out from under her. "Hold that thought. Let's go paint shopping."

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About the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume, fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars, not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography writing. When she's not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she's hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If the cat isn't available, she's with her fiancé watching cookery shows and silently plotting her next book.

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