Werewolf and vampire fans, you’re in for a treat! Paranormal romance author Lauren Smith visits The Plain today with a book blast for her fantastic 5-star tale, Blood Moon on the Rise. And, she’s giving away an e-copy! See below for the details, but before you do, enjoy the blurb and excerpt for Blood Moon on the Rise.
Tamara wants nothing more than to protect the world from deadly paranormal creatures. Well, maybe she wants a little more than that. But the man she craves—Nicholas Rubin—is strictly off limits.
For years, Nicholas has been her loyal partner, helping to defeat murderous werewolves and take down unruly vampires. Nicholas has always given Tamara his protection, friendship, and support. The only thing he hasn’t given her is his love. A relationship between Tamara and Nicholas is forbidden by ancient law, and the consequences could be deadly.
But when a powerful Sorceress threatens both their lives, Tamara has a choice to make: Give into her feelings for Nicholas, and risk her life. Or take a chance on Nicholas, and receive his love—at a price.
"Tamara!" A low, anxious shout drew her head up.
Relief flooded her when she caught sight of the man emerging from the shadows by the bar’s back door.
"Where the hell were you, Nicholas? We said we’d meet at the bar at seven," Tamara snapped.
Her partner, Nicholas Rubin, rushed over and knelt at her side. His face sported a small cut across his high cheekbone, and his clothes were spotted with blood.
"Oh, God, are you okay?" She reached for his cheek, and he flinched, jerking away at her attempt to touch him.
"I got waylaid. Apparently, our furry friend had some goons with him who tried to stop me from following. They knew what we came here for. By the time I got inside, you were already gone. You couldn’t have waited? Damnit Tamara…" His eyes assessed her injuries, his brow furrowing as he concentrated on her. "Come on, let’s get you home and patch you up." Nicholas held out a hand. Tamara winced when he pulled her to her feet.
"Huh, some tracker you are," she muttered.
She fingered the crystal on the leather band around her wrist, the one he’d made for her. Even though it had a purpose for her job, she wore it the way a woman would a piece of jewelry from her boyfriend. Here was the man she wanted, the chocolate haired, cinnamon-brown eyed god she craved. He was her closest friend, her partner, and completely off-limits. The ache to touch him, to reassure herself he was okay, was ever present.
Every single minute she was with him, she covered her feelings for him with sarcasm or offhanded remarks. Anything to keep distance between them. But not tonight. She had to feel him, comfort him, even if he wasn’t hurt.
Nicholas’s eyes twinkled mischievously as she reached up to stroke his face. He didn’t pull away, and her heart jumped wildly in her chest. Her hand lingered against his warm skin for a moment longer than it should have. A tiny thrill rushed through her body when he didn’t step away to avoid her.
"You’re the hunter. It’s my job to lead you to the beasts. You have to kill them, remember?" He flashed a wise-ass grin and retrieved her purse and jacket from the ground.
He helped her slide it over her arms, his hands tightening on her shoulders ever so slightly before he let go. The heat of his touch sent her pulse skittering. She had to diffuse the sudden throbbing of desire for Nicholas. It was a battle she fought every hour of every day. Each time she pushed away that hunger for him, it made it harder to work with him. She couldn’t fight off werewolves when she was busy thinking about jumping Nicholas’s bones.
"You are so buying me a beer later," Tamara snapped, her bravado masking her trembling hands and the lancing pain in her leg.
"Sure. Oh, you might want to fix your jeans…they’re uh…open." Even in the moonlight, the ruddy stain of a flush on his cheeks was unmistakable. For a brief instant, Tamara thought she saw anger flicker in his eyes.
"Damn." She fixed her pants and looked determinedly away.
Did he get jealous thinking of her being with other men, of her luring vamps and weres using her body as the carrot on the stick? Or did he not think about her at all? She thought of him every time; with every kiss, every touch, she envisioned him doing those things to her. What would he think if he knew it was him she fantasized about? About the tender yet heated way they’d come together, and how they’d lie still and quiet, hearts beating in time as they slept afterwards.
"Better call it in," she reminded him, teeth gritted, her head tilted toward the alley and the dead werewolf.
* * * * *About Lauren Smith:
Lauren Smith is an attorney by day, author by night, who pens adventurous and edgy romance stories by the light of her smart phone flashlight app. She’s a native Oklahoman who lives with her three pets: a feisty chinchilla, sophisticated cat and dapper little schnauzer. She's won multiple awards in several romance subgenres including being an Amazon.com Breakthrough Novel Award Quarter-Finalist and a Semi-Finalist for the Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Award. Her first regency novel, Wicked Designs, will be available on Amazon for pre-order in the late fall and will be released early 2014.
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FREE GIVEAWAY!!Up for grabs is one copy of Blood Moon on the Rise by Lauren Smith, from Fast Foreword. Simply leave a comment, ask a question, or say whether you’d prefer to hunt supernatural creatures or be a supernatural creature (if the latter, feel free to share what kind of creature you’d be). If you love Supernatural hunters, crave adventure, and love sexy powerful romances in your books as well...enter the giveaway! *Giveaway open internationally. PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR EMAIL or I won’t be able to contact you if you win!
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