Good morning. I hope you had a wonderful Valentine’s Day. Last week I had two great guests at my blog. You can check out links to their posts below. If you enjoy science fiction and shape shifters, my Aspectians series is now available as a box set by Changeling Press.
Have a happy Sunday, everybody!
Kate
Now Available: Aspectians Box Set
by Kate Hill
Vida is the only woman Zavier will ever desire. But how can he expect a human to return his love? Javier’s gift to Erica is a teddie unlike any other, one that hugs her curves and stirs her desire.
Futuristic shapeshifters travel to the old west where sex and violence reign supreme. Vamps might be the legendary lords of sex and violence, but they haven’t met time travelers. Sexy shapeshifters from the future battle for love in ancient Rome.
Publisher’s Note: Emperor’s Desire, The Teddie, Hung at Dawn, Blood, Sex and Leers, and When in Rome have been previously published as single title releases.
http://kate-hill.com/aspectians.html
Recent Guest Bloggers:
Debra Andrews
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4703
Sean Michael
http://kate-hill.com/blog/?p=4753
Upcoming Guest Bloggers:
Sarah Makela
Berengaria Brown
Suz deMello
Excerpt of the Week: Rediscovering Thor by Kate Hill
Eadred felt a slight pressure on his shoulder and opened his eyes. The rain had slowed to a drizzle but by the look of the sky it was dusk. How could he have fallen asleep? The ship had left without him, of that he was certain.
The tiny man in the white robe squatted beside him, examining his wounded arm.
“What do you want?” Eadred demanded.
The man gazed at him with large blue eyes. He touched Eadred’s forehead as his wife sometimes did to him and his children when they were ill. He wondered what his wife was doing now, how his sons and daughter had fared the winter. He and the other raiders had been gone several months with no news from home.
Eadred tried to stand, but fell back, wincing. He pressed a hand to his side and cursed under his breath.
His new and unwanted friend nudged him against the tree and touched his stomach. Eadred jumped from the pain.
“Stop it!” He gently pushed the man away.
The little one sat back on his heels and pulled a shiny silver square from a pocket in his robe. Eadred leaned against the tree trunk and laughed. He was losing his mind. Whatever disease hindered his body now claimed his sanity.
Through half-closed eyes he saw darkness falling rapidly. Too rapidly.
Glancing skyward he drew a sharp breath as a solid black mass descended from the sky.
“Freya. . .” he murmured the Goddess’s name. Terror such as he’d never experienced even in the worst battle flooded his feverish body. None of this was real. He’d been guessing his illness was serious but now he knew he was dying. Unbearable pain. Strange visions.
This, Eadred told himself, is death.
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