Holiday Vampire Shopping
It’s Black Friday here in the U.S., one of the busiest, holiday shopping days in the year. For your purchasing pleasure, here are some suggestions from my Tranquilli Bloodline characters and me.
For your vampire obsessed loved ones… :-)
From Celia, author:
“I’d say books, sugar, and a tasty beverage make any holiday special. Vampire chocolate and beverages: (http://www.vampire.com/). Vampire Books: J. R. Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood Series, Kresley Cole’s Immortals After Dark Series, Amber Belldene’s Blood Vine Series, and Laurell K. Hamilton’s Anita Blake Series.”
From Carina, heroine and dance club owner:
“I’m with Celia on the beverages. I vote for a nice bottle of Sake. Then you can make my favorite cocktail “Blood Bath”. Schochu (sake), black raspberries, simple syrup, lime, hold the blood...” Recipe by SakéOne: http://www.sakeone.com/Lifestyle/cocktails/70-blood-bath
From Stella, vampire and Carina’s bodyguard:
“If your humans wish to emulate my vampire style, I recommend Mac Cosmetics (http://www.maccosmetics.com/). In lipstick, I’m quite partial to ‘Venomous Violet,’ and ‘Damn Glamorous.’ For attire, Italian leather. Black. Or blood red, of course.”
From Alexander, vampire, musician, and Carina’s boyfriend:
“A stylish pair of sunglasses for any time of day, to compliment all that leather Stella mentioned. Also, music: NIN, The Prodigy, Meat Beat Manifesto, Bass Kittens, Steve Lawler, SiBegg, Nero, etc. For more ideas and to listen to samples, check out Celia’s Spotify playlists for Carina’s two clubs, Haven and Destiny.”
Tranquilli Bloodline Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Champagne Books
Date of Publication: November 3, 2014
Number of pages: 234
Word Count: 74K
Cover Artist: Ellie Smith
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.
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 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.
He slipped a bony finger under my chin and tilted it upward, trapping my gaze again. I met his challenge for two whole seconds before pain closed my eyes. He’d likely dislocated my shoulder with his aerial stunt, and so far my vampire quick healing genes had failed to fix it.
“Oh dear, is my favorite toy broken?” He poked my shoulder hard, chuckling when I cried out.
“Bastard.” Moisture beaded on my forehead, and nausea knotted my stomach. I should puke on the smug jerk. That would teach him.
“Here my pet, let me help.”
Pain clogged my throat as he reset my shoulder with surprising medical precision.
He slid his hand over my repaired shoulder and down to the curve of my waist. “There, all better now.” His hand inched lower and squeezed my ass.
“Back off, perv.”
“Hm. Still spicy I see. Very good.”
He leaned into me until his erection pressed against my belly. Inside my power paced like a caged tiger, roaring and swiping at the metaphorical bars Dixon had placed around her. God, how I wanted to grab his head and fry him, starting with his too-perfect, spiky platinum hair, then his tattooed face and on down until he was nothing but an ash statue standing in his studded leather boots.
My anger surged. I bucked against his hold, hating his gaunt body plastered to mine, his cigarettes and leather scent searing my nostrils, just…hating him.
He trapped my arms above my head and rubbed his cheek against my forehead. “Yes, move like that kitten. Right there.” He lapped at my bleeding ear. “Don’t stop now, my lush little pet.”
Bile burned my throat, making a bid for freedom. “Screw you.”
“Oh, yes. Quite soon in fact.”
Panic ripped my gut. “Never.”
“Forever,” he shot back.
About the Author:
Celia lives in California with her husband, daughter, and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance, and has a particular fondness for vampires, werewolves, and the Fae. When not writing, you’ll find her exercising, reading a good book or indulging her addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.
Web site: http://www.celiabreslin.com/
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