Entangled in Love Character Interview and Giveaway with Rosalie Lario

Valentine Character Interview and Giveaway

By Rosalie Lario

Today I thought it would be fun to feature Cresso, the main characters from Heart of the Incubus, my novella set in the Demons of Infernum world. It takes place late spring, shortly after Genevieve and Cresso get together, but he’s been in love with her far longer than that...

Rosalie:  I’ll start off with a brief introduction. Cresso, you work as a biochemist for Elcorp Laboratory, which is an Otherworlder research lab funded by the council governing travel between dimensions. This is where you met Dr. Genevieve Russell, right?    

Cresso:  Yes, Gen started working at Elcorp over a year ago. She’s a chemical analyst...one of the most brilliant in existence, if I may add.

Rosalie:  So, from the moment you both met, it was love at first sight.

Cresso:  Not exactly. She hated my guts.

Rosalie:  I still find that incredibly hard to believe.

Cresso:  I know. It wasn’t until recently that I realized her feelings toward me weren’t personal, but based on her past experiences. To put it plainly, her ex-fiance was a douchebag.

Rosalie:  What does that have to do with you?

Cresso:  She walked in on her ex with two other women. Since she knew I was an incubus and survive off sex, she assumed I was the same kind of man.

Rosalie:  Well...in a way, weren’t you? I mean, you weren’t necessarily known for living the life of a monk before you two got together.

Cresso:  That was before Gen. She’s changed my life completely. I know it sounds corny, but she’s made me whole.  

Rosalie:  Okay, since Valentine’s Day just passed, I was hoping you would repeat a story Gen told me about what you did last V-Day.

Cresso:  Crap, she told you about that?

Rosalie:  You know I know everything about your personal life.

Cresso:  Ah f***. Okay, here’s the deal. This past Valentine’s Day, she didn’t know how I truly felt about her, and I still assumed she hated me, but...she always seemed so serious and caught up in her work. So sad. I wanted to make her smile.

Rosalie:  So what’d you do?

Cresso:  So I, uh... *mutters something under breath*

Rosalie:  What’s that?

Cresso:  I slid a box of Fauchon chocolates into her lab when she wasn’t looking. Seems obvious and trite, I know, but I noticed that she has a weakness for that brand of chocolates. Didn’t tell her they were from me, of course. She might’ve tossed them back in my face if she’d known.

Rosalie:  So she didn’t get suspicious about receiving chocolates from a mystery admirer?

Cresso:  I left a note saying they were a gift from the board of directors at Elcorp. They do give gifts for the holidays, so it didn’t seem like such a big stretch.

Rosalie:  Aww, that’s so sweet!

Cresso:  Stop, you’ll make me blush.

Rosalie:  I didn’t think an incubus could get embarrassed about anything.

Cresso:  Guess you found my weak spot. Anyway, the chocolates put a smile on her face, so they were well worth it.

Rosalie:  That was an awfully nice thing to do for someone who professed to dislike you.

Cresso:  What can I say? No matter how she felt about me, I knew I loved her. Seemed like such a small thing to do, really.

Phone rings, and Cresso pulls it out of his pocket and reads the display.

Cresso:  Gotta go. That’s Gen. She’s downstairs waiting for me.

Rosalie:  Thanks for taking the time to answer my questions.

Cresso rises and starts for the door.

Rosalie:  Oh, Cresso.

Cresso:  Yes?

Rosalie:  I hope you two stay together forever. I truly do.

Cresso:  *Smiles widely* No worries. We will.

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Heart of the Incubus

Demons of Infernum, #4
Author: Rosalie Lario
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: Novella
Release Date: January 2012
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-82-4

http://www.entangledpublishing.com/heart-of-the-incubus/

Demons of Infernum - Book Four - Rosalie Lario

Biochemist Cresso Taylor lives the sort of lifestyle most men would envy—he has wealth, natural incubus charm, and more women than he can handle. But it’s not enough anymore. Not after meeting Genevieve Russell, the sexy scientist who works with him at Elcorp Laboratory. And she wants absolutely nothing to do with him.

After her fiancé broke her heart, Genevieve has had enough of womanizers. She’s determined to steer clear of sexy-as-sin Dr. Taylor, despite the fact that his incubus allure makes her want to rip his clothes off. But when a secret admirer’s affection turns to the macabre with threatening notes and grisly gifts, Cresso appoints himself her protector. As she and Cresso hunt her stalker, she discovers there’s a lot more to the sensual incubus than she ever imagined.

Touch of the Angel

Demons of Infernum, #3

Author: Rosalie Lario
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: 286 pages
Release Date: December 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-67-1
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-66-4

http://www.entangledpublishing.com/touch-of-the-angel/

Demons of Infernum - Book Three - Rosalie Lario

After months of no work, interdimensional bounty hunter Ronin Meyers jumps at the chance to locate an incubus who’s using succubi as murder weapons. Faced with deportation to hellish Infernum if he fails, Ronin will stop at nothing to take out the incubus and anyone else involved. Even the beautiful succubus who stole his heart—and nearly his life—during the most mind-blowing hour of his existence.

Night after night, Amara and her fellow succubi are forced to extract special abilities from the strongest Otherworlders for their psychotic master’s growing collection. When the gorgeous angel-demon hybrid she believed to be dead captures her, Amara is both stunned and elated.
But the happily ever after Amara’s dreamed about will have to wait. Before she and Ronin can find salvation, they must bring down the madman hellbent on destroying everything—and everyone—they love. And Ronin and Amara are at the top of his list…

Mark of the Sylph

Demons of Infernum, #2

Author: Rosalie Lario
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: 268 pages
Launch Date: September 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-36-7
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-37-4

http://www.entangledpublishing.com/mark-of-the-sylph/

DEMONS OF INFERNUM - Book Two - Rosalie Lario

Half-demon Taeg is desperate to free his pregnant sister-in-law, who is spellbound to an indestructible book that will create an army of the undead. He is convinced that an ancient sword can destroy the book and the spell forever, but this relic has been hidden for a millennia by a powerful glamour. The clock begins to run out on his search when an old rival goes after the book and Taeg’s family in his quest for revenge.

Librarian Maya Flores has a secret: she’s immune to magic and is well aware of the supernatural beings prowling the streets of New York City. Haunted by a brutal demon attack that took her family, she is on a one-woman mission to destroy the evil demons who did it—and any others who get in her way.

Maya is Taeg’s best hope for uncovering the sword. Unfortunately, she wants nothing more than to kill him. As he fights for her trust and to save his family, she is forced to face the truth that not all demons are evil. And the worst part? She might be falling in love with one, too.

Blood of the Demon

Demons of Infernum, #1
Author: Rosalie Lario
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: 254 pages
Release Date: August 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-14-5
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-15-2

http://www.entangledpublishing.com/blood-of-the-demon/

DEMONS OF INFERNUM - Book One by Rosalie Lario

Keegan lives to exact revenge on the evil demon who sired and abused him. When his father devises a plan to bring on the apocalypse, he and his three half-brothers, interdimensional bounty hunters for the Elden Council, are charged with capturing and delivering their father for punishment.

Art gallery owner Brynn Meyers has no idea that her ability to read memories embedded in objects and drain people of their life force means she has demon ancestry. Unfortunately for Brynn, she’s also the key to raising an ancient zombie army, which puts her on every demon’s Most Wanted List.

And no one wants her more than Keegan’s father.

Keegan must protect Brynn from his father by any means necessary, but he’ll have to learn to harness the other half of his genetics—the far deadlier, uncontrollable half—when he starts to fall for the one woman standing between him and the vengeance he so desperately seeks. The one woman he’ll never be able to resist.

Entangled in Love Valentine Guest Blog and Giveaway with Sarah Gilman

Valentine’s Day means many different things to different people. When I think back to Valentine’s Days of the past, I remember things such as the huge heart decorations at Curves when I was in college…and braving the 6 feet of snow on the ground and the -50 degrees F wind chill to get there (I think the non-wind chill temp was -25). Those are not typos. Northern Vermont can get %*^#ing cold, especially at the high elevations where I went to school. My freshman year, the town water tower froze. Yes, the entire water tower. That’s cold. For me, Valentine’s Day is a fun little holiday—I love me some conversation hearts!—but it is synonymous with cold.

So happens, we’re having a mild winter this year. Extremely mild: It’s above freezing at least once a week! However, it’s a rare respite. The demon colony Sanctuary is located in the northeastern-most corner of Vermont, so the first thought that went through my mind as I sat down to write this post was: They must be freezing their tushes off up there. Hmm. What would they do to keep warm? ;-) So, without further ado… Wren and Ginger’s first Valentine’s Day!

“Don’t even think about moving. If you do, you lose a flight feather. Maybe two.” Curled in a ball under Wren’s wing, Ginger turned the page of her book and adjusted the tiny reading light attached to the back cover.

“It’s almost noon.” Apparently unconcerned with her threat, Wren stretched and got out of bed.

Cold air and sunlight replaced the warm retreat Ginger had made for herself under her mate’s wing. She cursed and pulled the sheet over her naked body. The nearby wood stove put off a decent amount of heat, but never chased the chill from a room large enough for archangels to stretch their wings.

“You’re cruel.”

He leaned over the bed and brushed her cheek with his fingertips. “We’re going outside.”

“No, we’re not.” She burrowed deeper under the sheet. Had Wren lost his mind? The persistent cold weather had kept him and his father—who both resented being confined indoors for any reason—on solid ground for over a week. The wind chill of flight made it much colder than the thermometer suggested, and even the archangels had limits. For her part, passing the winter sitting by the stove reading good books—or lounging in bed with her mate when he indulged her—sounded like an ideal plan.

“You grew up in Alaska, Gin.”

“Doesn’t mean I like the cold.”

“It’s sunny for the first time in weeks. Besides, it’s Valentine’s Day, and I have something in mind.”

She stared up at him. Valentine’s Day? She knew that, of course, but had wondered if he’d acknowledge it. She’d never had occasion to appreciate the holiday for anything other than fun trips with her father when she’d been younger. She’d never asked Wren what he thought of the human holiday.

“If you want to celebrate Valentine’s Day, you’ll get back in bed and keep me warm. And not with your wings.”   

“Hmm.” He trailed his fingers down her neck, making an exaggerated show of considering her suggestion.

She pushed the sheet off her body and extended her arms over her head in a languid stretch.

“You cheating, manipulating seductress.” He got into bed and pulled her into his arms. He squeezed until she squirmed for air. “Once we’re warm, we’re going outside.”

“But—”

He cut off her protest with a kiss.

~***~

Ginger pulled her plush hat low over her ears and shrugged into her winter coat. She stared at the windows. The brilliant blue sky and the sunlight beckoned, but what on earth did Wren have in mind for such a cold day? They’d freeze if he took them flying, warm sun none withstanding. A walk around the colony on the shoveled paths would have appealed, but the multitude of evergreen trees blocked the sun for the most part. The demons liked their shade.

Wren, who’d gone downstairs a few minutes ago, returned with two white boxes with red ribbon under his arms. He grinned and brushed her arm with his wing. “Ready?”

“Depends. What are you up to?”

He handed her one of the boxes. “For you. Happy Valentine’s Day, Gin.”

“Hmm.” She kissed him and gave the heavy box a shake.

“Have you guessed yet?”

“Lifetime supply of chocolate?”

“No.”

“Books?”

“No.”

“I can’t imagine.”

“Have you looked outside?” His smile grew downright smug.

“Uh…” She turned and stepped closer to the windows. The sunlight reflected off the snow, so blinding she’d need sunglasses before they went out. She squinted, scanning the flight deck, the snow-covered lawn, the snow banks—

Snow banks?

Beyond snow banks that had not been there yesterday, the frozen lake glinted in the light. Clear, smooth, ice. Yesterday and every day before that since December, snow as deep as her waist had been sitting on the frozen lake. She’d halfheartedly complained more than once, because ice skating was her favorite winter activity.

She tore the ribbon off the box and lifted the lid. A pair of white ice skates sat in red tissue paper inside. “You didn’t.” She lifted one of the skates and glanced back at the cleared lake. “How?”

“Most of the colony helped me shovel all night. We also spread water to make a smooth skating surface.”

She set the skates aside and wrapped her arms around Wren’s neck. “Thank you.”

“You mentioned it a few times. I thought this would beat chocolate and flowers. But, I got you those, too.”

She laughed. “You’re going to skate with me?”

“I bet I can get us going rather fast.” He flared out his wings.

She took his hand and pulled him toward the door. “Let’s go! Later, I’ll give you your Valentine’s Day gift. You won’t believe the dinner I have planned.”

He pulled her to a stop for a lingering, deep kiss, and then they headed out into the sunshine.

End.

RETURN TO SANCTUARY - Book One by Sarah Gilman

Title: Out In Blue
Author: Sarah Gilman
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: Novel
Release Date: August 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-26-8
Mobi ISBN: Coming soon!
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-27-5

http://www.entangledpublishing.com/out-in-blue/

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Book Description:

In a violent world where fallen archangels are hunted for their valuable plumage, Wren knows one thing for certain: the human woman who saved him from a poacher attack will die if she stays with him. The demon responsible for his parents’ gruesome deaths two decades ago pines for the chance to rip apart any woman who stands under Wren’s wing.

Wren doesn’t expect Ginger to stay by his side once she discovers his ability to drain life with a mere touch, yet she lingers. When an unusual talent of her own reveals the location of Wren’s father, Wren’s isolated world implodes. With the help of the demon protectors he’s sworn never to trust again, Wren risks everything to rescue his father, confront the demon who stalks his and Ginger’s every step, and claim his eternity with the most courageous woman he’s ever known.

About the Author

Sarah Gilman started her first novel in third grade. She never finished that story, but never gave up the dream. Her fascination with wings also began at that age, when images of the ancient Egyptian goddess Isis captured her imagination and never let go. Now a paranormal romance writer, she employs her love of writing to bring the allure of winged creatures to the pages of her novels. Sarah lives in Vermont with her supportive husband and two spoiled cats.

Entangled in Love Character Interview and Giveaway with Lisa Kessler

Happy Valentine’s Day from Calisto Terana (aka the Hero of Night Walker)…

Hi everyone!

Thanks so much to Roxanne for inviting me to Fangtastic Books today!  I’m very excited to get the chance to meet up with Calisto, my Spanish hero from Night Walker, to discuss this holiday of love of and chocolate…

(Since you’re reading and can’t hear his deep voice and strong Spanish accent, imagine Antonio Banderas speaking…  And if you have seen the Night Walker cover, you know that Calisto has a body made for love!  Now you understand why I was so excited to have an excuse to interview him! LOL)

*Ahem*  Let’s get started.  Thanks for chatting with me tonight, Calisto.

Buenas Noches, to all the Fangtastic blog readers.  I hope that you enjoyed a romantic Valentine’s Day.

How did you and Kate celebrate? *Calisto smiles and my heart thumps.  He glances at me and I realize he can hear my heart thumping.  Crap!  Okay now I’m blushing.*

I surprised her with a diamond ring.

An engagement ring?

*He nods, his lips curving at the corners, threatening to de-rail me with another smile* Si. I have wanted to marry her for centuries. 

And she said…

*Calisto laughs* She said yes.

Wow.  *I feel mushy romantic emotions welling up*  For the people who haven’t read your book yet, can you explain how big a deal this is?

*He shrugs his broad shoulders and I swear I can feel a ripple of power* I will try. 

I have loved Kate for over two hundred years.  We met on the coast of San Diego.  I was a mortal man then.  A priest.  I came to the new world from Spain to help convert the savages.

I met a young woman named Tala.  She had the most amazing eyes.  In the lower corner of her right iris, I could see a lighter crescent of color, as if she carried the moon in her eyes. 

We started to meet at sunset.  She taught me the language of the Kumeyaay people, and in trade, I taught her to waltz.  She always had a song to share.  *He shakes his head with a distant smile* I fell in love with her.  Although it went against my vows, I never regretted the way she fit into my arms, the way I felt when she smiled up at me.

But I trusted the wrong man with my secret and I lost her. *His hands clench into fists* She was murdered before we could wed, and I chose to give up my soul in trade for immortality to wait until her spirit was reincarnated.

And now you’re finally going to get married!  *I hope he can’t see the fluffy hearts floating over my head*

I see nothing over your head. *his dark eyes sparkle with mischief*

Ack!  I forgot you can hear my thoughts. *BLUSH*  So let’s see if I can make you blush…  Have you heard some of the reviews about Night Walker?

*Calisto shakes his head*

Well let me share a few with you…

Kelley Armstrong, a #1 New York Times Best Selling author said “Hot romance and cool characters make Night Walker an all-night read.”

And Fresh Fiction Book reviews called Night Walker, “Haunting and beautiful.”

Night Owl Book Reviews made your story a Top Pick and said “After reading this captivating tale of love, lies, betrayal, and redemption, I am hard pressed to find things I didn’t like.”

*Calisto smiles* I am honored that my love for Kate has touched readers.  I am very grateful to you as well, for giving our story a voice.

I loved every second of writing Night Walker.  Definitely no regrets.  Thanks so much for sharing your big news with the readers here at Fangtastic Books!  Bye Calisto.

Adios.

*Calisto leaves.  I can see him walking to Kate’s battle-scarred VW Bug.  She’s waiting for him, leaning against the front hood.  He pulls her up into his arms and kisses her.  My heart melts.  And then I remember I’m still here… On the blog… with you!*

*BLUSH*

Well, thank you for reading!!!  So I wonder if we’ll get to see Kate and Calisto’s wedding?  He didn’t say when they were getting married…  Hmmm…

Maybe I could get an invitation for all of us? 

Do you enjoy reading about weddings in novels?  Let me know what you think…  One lucky commenter will win a free eBook copy of Night Walker…

Happy Valentine’s Day!!!

THE NIGHT SERIES - Book One by Lisa Kessler

Title: Night Walker
Author: Lisa Kessler
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-12-1
Mobi ISBN: Coming soon!
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-13-8

http://www.entangledpublishing.com/night-walker/

View the book trailer at

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3OTD8VdDCOc

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Book Description:

He gave up his soul for a second chance to love her…

Two and a half centuries ago, Calisto Terana lost everything when a zealous priest murdered the woman he loved. Now, desperate for another chance to love her, he wants redemption for the mistake that cost her life.

She’s haunted by dreams of her own death…

After catching her fiance with another woman, Kate Bradley returns to San Diego to clear her head. The last thing she needs is romance, but after meeting Calisto she’s drawn to him in ways she doesn’t understand.

They’ve waited in the shadows for centuries…

Calisto has no doubt Kate is the reincarnation of his lost love, but the Fraternidad Del Fuego Santo has a new watcher with dark ambitions of his own. As old enemies reemerge and a new threat arises, the betrayal that enslaved Calisto to the night might destroy the only woman he’s ever loved again.

Night Demon

Book 2 The Night Series

Coming in 2012

About the Author:

Lisa Kessler is an avid reader and writer of dark fiction. Her short stories have been published in print anthologies and magazines, and her vampire story, Immortal Beloved, was a finalist for a Bram Stoker award.

Lisa recently signed a 4 book deal with Entangled Publishing to release her Night Series. The first book, Night Walker, is scheduled to be released August 5th.

When she's not writing, Lisa is a professional vocalist, performing with the San Diego Opera as well as other musical theater companies in San Diego. You can learn more at http://Lisa-Kessler.com

Lisa lives in southern California with her incredibly fun husband and two amazing kids.

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Entangled in Love Valentine Guest Blog and Giveaway with Boone Brux

To celebrate Valentine’s Day several of the characters from my Bringer and the Bane series have gathered to answer the tough questions about love and relationships.

Please welcome our cast.

Rhys and Ravyn, the main characters of Shield of Fire.

Luc and Jade, the hero and heroine of Kiss of the Betrayer.

Icarus and Sha-hera, Demon Bane, and mortal enemies of the Bringers as well as each other.

This should be interesting.

First question, what was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for you?

Ravyn: I’d have to say it was when Rhys saved me from Vile, the Demon King. He’d been a jerk that week, so I figured he’d written our relationship off. It was a lovely surprise to wake up and find him hovering over me.

Rhys: (Nods) I was rather amazing—in a romantically heroic way.

Luc: I once had a woman name her breasts after me. The right was Luc and the left was Le Daun. It made love making very interesting. 

Jade: (Clears throat) And narcissistic I’m sure.

Luc: All right then, what was the most romantic thing anyone ever did for you?

Jade: None of your business.

Luc: Come on, give it up.

Jade: You lead off with naming breasts and expect me to share a special memory? Forget it. Can you go to someone else please?

Icarus: I don’t understand what you mean by romantic.

Sha-hera: I once had a man tell me he loved me.

Icarus: We’re you getting ready to kill him?

Sha-hera: No.

Icarus: Was he enthralled.

Sha-hera: Not even a little.

Icarus: Then you’re lying.

What would be the perfect Valentine’s Day date?

Ravyn: A day of doing nothing but lounging around Alba Haven. No fighting or training. No chores. A lovely dinner with friends followed by an evening in Rhys’s arms.

Rhys: I’m good with that.

Luc: I like Ravyn’s idea, but I’d add an abundant amount of wine and maybe some dancing girls.

Jade: (Crosses arms and pins Luc with a glare.)

Luc: And an evening spent in Jade’s arms?

Jade: Are you asking permission, because after that, my answer is no. You’re going to live a sad and lonely life if you don’t brush up on your relationship skills.

Icarus: The perfect date would be sucking six or seven souls and then having everybody leave me the bloody hell alone.

Sha-hera: I have to agree with Icarus on this. Several soul suckings, but instead stomping off to be alone, I’d engage in a hearty sparring session with my succubae. I’m always so exhilarated after absorbing souls, especially if they’re innocents. I need to work off the excess energy.

What is your favorite gift you’ve given or received?

Ravyn: Most definitely it was the dagger Rhys gave me. Sure, we were in the heat of battle, but it saved my life.

Rhys: No question, the best gift I ever received was Ravyn’s maidenhood.

Ravyn: Best gift I ever gave as well.

Luc: (Reaches to take Jade’s hand) Every moment I spend with Jade is a precious gift.

Jade: The fact that he’s willing to lie through his teeth to keep the waters calm is the best gift Luc can give me. You might have noticed that we butt heads at times. (Leans in and kisses Luc) But we’re trying.

Icarus: The best gift I’ve ever given myself was when I ripped out Sha-hera’s throat and sent her back to the Shadow World. (heavy sigh) That was a great night.

Sha-hera: The best gift I ever received was when the Demon King publically humiliated Icarus, stripping him of all authority, and put me in charge. (heavy sigh) That was a great day.

Thanks to all of you for taking the time to share your Valentine’s thoughts. It’s been very enlightening.

SHIELD OF FIRE

BRINGER AND THE BANE - Book One - by Boone Brux

Title: Shield of Fire (Bringer and the Bane, #1)
Author: Boone Brux
Genre: Historical Fantasy Romance
Length: Novel
Launch Date: December 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-17-6
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-33-6

Protecting humans is the Bringers’ duty. Sending demons to the Shadow World is their pleasure.

In one night, Ravyn’s life plunges from barely tolerable to deadly. Forced to flee the only home she’s known, she stumbles headlong into the clutches of Icarus, a powerful demon intent on stealing her powers. Unfortunately for him, she has no intention of cooperating.

When Rhys realizes the woman he’s rescued from the Bane Demon is no mere human, his obligation as a Bringer dictates he protect and train her in the ways of his people. But he’s unprepared for the intense desire he feels for the fiery Ravyn. To surrender to his need may mean her death.

As the Demon King’s desire for ultimate power escalates, fathers are slated against sons, and foes are made allies. The Bane threat upon them, Rhys and Ravyn must quest to unite the last of the Bringers—and explore a passion too powerful to ignore.

Purchase Link: http://www.entangledpublishing.com/shield-of-fire/

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Praise for Shield of Fire

“With her debut novel, SHIELD OF FIRE, Boone Brux weaves a story transcending genre and time. Every page seems filled with demons, dragons, shape-shifters, redeemers, and the underlying thread of death-defying love. Using electrifying fights, passion-drenched scenes, and amazing imagery, Boone has brought one hell of a world to absolute life! Wow!”
~ Jackie Ivie, bestselling author of the ‘Knight’ books

“Dark adventure blended with a captivating romance. Boone Brux has joined my auto-buy list.” ~ Tielle St. Clare

About the Author:

Boone has lived in the beautiful state of Alaska for nearly two decades. She spent many of those years in the bush, where the internet and flush toilets were a luxury. Boone’s motto? “Have laptop, will travel.” It’s not uncommon to see her pounding away at her computer during camping trips, fishing expeditions, or in their family plane as they fly over the open tundra.

She’s won several awards for her writing and serves as the Alaska Chapter president for Romance Writers of America.

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Entangled in Love Valentine Guest Blog and Giveaway with Natalie J Damschroder

Nick and Quinn's First Valentine's Day
by Natalie J. Damschroder

Featuring the main characters from Under the Moon.

Valentine's Day was one of the bar's busiest nights, and since Quinn hadn't decided how to replace Sam as manager, it all fell to her, for the first time in six years, to run the place. Unlike most nights, when transient and local bikers, lonely regulars, and good-time Charlies filled the place, tonight the majority of her patrons were couples.

In the past, that had bothered her, way down deep in that gigantic box of emotion she wouldn't acknowledge. But this year, the guy behind the bar with her was her soulmate, her protector...Nick Jarrett.

She watched him out of the corner of her eye while she pulled a pitcher of the night's special draft—Samuel Adams Brick Red, in honor of the holiday. Nick wore his usual flannel button-down open over a soft, worn T-shirt, the long sleeves rolled up over his strong forearms. He raised one eyebrow as he handed an Irish whiskey across the bar, then laughed at whatever the customer said. Mid-grin, his head turned, gaze tracking in a familiar movement. But instead of scanning the bar for whatever threats might be lurking, his eyes landed squarely on Quinn. The smile changed, and it was the one he reserved just for her.

Quinn sighed. Yep, she sighed, a 38-year-old teenager getting a smile from the guy she'd crushed on for 15 years.

And she didn't care. Because it was about time.

Nick slid between Quinn and the cash register behind her. His hands burned on her waist, and he nuzzled her ear. "Happy Valentine's Day."

Quinn chuckled and squirmed away from the scrape of stubble on her neck. "You said that already. About six times." He'd started as soon as they woke up late this morning. After an hour of...cuddling in the big, soft, comfortable bed he'd insisted they buy when he moved in with her, he'd taken her out for brunch and a very short shopping trip. Neither one of them liked shopping much. They were both the get in, get what they needed, and get out type, which made things a lot easier. The foil hearts and cupids they'd bought hung from the ceiling now.

"I'm making up for lost time." His murmur sent a shiver down her spine. She glanced at the clock over the bar, knowing damned well it wasn't even past ten o'clock. They had hours before they could close down and be alone.

"Come on." Nick moved away, his hand catching hers, fingers threading tightly. The shivers erupted into a cascade of sensation down her body, not just from the promise his touch made, but joy from the freedom they had to do something as simple as hold hands.

She resisted his tug toward the end of the bar. "I have beer to pour."

He pulled harder, wrapping his free arm around her waist when she stepped closer. "Robin will take care of it."

Sure enough, the waitress had already moved in and taken over the order Quinn had been filling. Katie and the rest of the staff maneuvered through the crowd, obviously having everything in complete control. Katie winked at Quinn and aimed her chin at the bar's front door.

Quinn frowned up at Nick. "What's going on?"

"You'll see. Come on." He led her out of the bar and across the parking lot, not to his vintage Charger sitting way off to one side, away from the main parking area, but toward the street and...

...a freaking limo parked near the rutted entrance.

Quinn stopped short. "Nick."

He didn't flash his cocky grin. In the yellowy-orange light from the sodium vapor lamps overhead, he actually looked worried. "What?"

"I'm in jeans and beer-soaked sneakers. I can't get in...that." She motioned lamely.

Nick's expression relaxed. "Don't worry about it. No one will see."

"Where are we going?" But of course he didn't answer.

The back of the limo glowed with hidden lighting, stars dotting the black velvet ceiling. Quinn settled onto the leather seat, wishing she was at least wearing a dress. She accepted the glass of champagne Nick put in her hand, bit the strawberry he fed her, and sipped the liquid that was more expensive than anything she stocked in the bar. When he handed her a bouquet of white and pink roses wrapped in satin ribbon, she burst out laughing.

"Nick, what on earth is going on?" This was so not his thing, and he had to know by now she didn't need it.

He pulled her close and leaned into the corner, sighing. "I know it's corny and cliché. I don't care. I've thought of doing this with you every Valentine's Day since we met."

Quinn's heart melted, and she turned her head into his chest, absorbing his warmth, the steady beat of his heart under her ear, and the deep, rich, familiar scent that used to haunt her. "I love you, Nick Jarrett."

"I love you too." He tilted her chin up and kissed her, a slow kiss full of promise and too much regret. Quinn hated that part, hated that either of them ever let the decisions of the past get in their way. She slid her hand into his hair and deepened the kiss, her bossy nature demanding he feel only the love. He smiled against her mouth.

A few minutes later, when the flowers had fallen to the floor and Quinn had climbed into Nick's lap, determined to give him the full limo experience, the vehicle glided to a stop.

Quinn squinted at the tinted window, but could see only darkness. "Where are we?"

"Someplace hopefully not cliché." Nick shifted her away and reached across the car for a pile of black wool that turned out to be a long, warm coat he wrapped her in.

"This isn't mine," she said, rubbing her cheek against the fluffy lining.

"It is now." Nick opened the door and helped her out. Quinn slid her hands into the coat's pockets while he buttoned it. They were lined with the same fluff. She'd never felt anything so soft.

"I love it. Thank you." She wished she had his present with her, a heavy silver watch that had been his father's and that she'd had repaired. But then she realized where they were, and her heart thumped hard against her ribs. "Nick."

"Shh."

They walked hand in hand across the grass, not needing more than the three-quarter moon to light their way across the cemetery. Quinn didn't need guidance. She knew exactly where to go. She came here four times a year, on her parents' birthdays and the anniversaries of their death. Never on Valentine's Day.

After a few moments of silence punctuated by their breath misting in the cold air around them, Nick cleared his throat.

"I just wanted to thank you," he said to the grave markers at their feet. "For your daughter. She's the best thing that ever happened to me."

Quinn wasn't a crier. But tears stung her eyes, chilling in her lashes as Nick turned to face her and took her hands in his hot, rough ones.

"We started late. It took us longer than it took them to recognize that there are more important things than jobs—"

"Legacies," Quinn corrected. "Callings."

"Obligations." He raised her hands to breathe on them, to keep them warm. "For a long time, I hid behind that job, let it keep me from you because of fear. I don't know if this is appropriate for Valentine's Day." He glanced down at the graves. February 14th wasn't marked on them, but Nick obviously knew its importance nonetheless. "It just felt right to tell you this here." He looked back at her, his eyes glinting in the dark, his love so strong, so powerful, that it filled Quinn until she thought she'd burst from trying to contain it.

"I know," she whispered.

But he continued anyway. "It felt right to tell you on your parents' anniversary, in their presence—so to speak—that I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Cherishing you. Loving you."

"Oh, Nick." She pulled her hands free and threw her arms around him. "Me, too. I love you. So much."

"I love you, too."

Quinn didn't want to get married on Valentine's Day, and Nick hadn't exactly proposed. But there, standing on the crisp, frosted grass next to the grave markers declaring her parents' undying, everlasting love, she and Nick made a silent, heart-searing vow to each other that could never be broken.

Not by anything.

Title: Under the Moon : Goddesses Rising Book 1
Author: Natalie J. Damschroder
Genre: Urban Fantasy Romance
Length: Novel
Ebook Release Date: November 15, 2011
Print Book Release Date: December 6, 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-54-1
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-55-8

GODDESSES RISING - Book One - by Natalie J. Damschroder

Their power gives them strength…and makes them targets.

Quinn Caldwell is the epitome of a modern goddess. Her power source is the moon, her abilities restricted only by physical resources and lunar phase. She runs a consulting business and her father’s bar, serves on the board of the ancient Society for Goddess Education and Defense, and yearns for Nick Jarrett, professional goddess protector and the soul mate she can never have.

But someone has developed the rare and difficult ability to drain a goddess of her powers, and Quinn is a target. With the world thinking Nick has gone rogue (whatever that means) and that Quinn is influenced by “family ties” she didn’t know she had, keeping themselves safe while working to find the enemy proves harder each day.

But not as hard as denying their hearts…

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About the Author:

Natalie J. Damschroder came to writing the hard way—by avoiding it. Though she wrote her first book at age six (My Very Own Reading Book) and received accolades for her academic writing (Ruth Davies Award for Excellence in Writing for a paper on deforestation her senior year in college), she hated doing it. Colonial food and the habits of the European Starling just weren’t her thing.

She found her niche—romantic fiction—shortly after college graduation. After an internship with the National Geographic Society, customer service for a phone company just wasn’t that exciting. So she began learning how to write the books she’d loved to read all her life. Now she struggles to balance her frenetic writing life with her family, the most supportive husband in the world and two beautiful, intelligent, stubborn, independent daughters (the oldest of whom has become a writer). She somehow also fits in a day job and various volunteer positions in and out of the writing industry.

Learn more about her at her website, www.nataliedamschroder.com, follow her on Twitter @NJDamschroder, or friend her on Facebook at www.facebook.com/nataliedamschroder