Good morning!
Starting at 11 o’clock today (04/26/2012), Mystery Stallion is the deal of the day at eBook Eros. It’s 10 copies of Mystery Stallion (Horsemen, Book Seven) for $1.50 each Thursday, 11:00 AM EST. 1st come 1st serve at
A blurb and excerpt from Mystery Stallion can be found at
http://www.kate-hill.com/mysterystallion.html
Also today the second story in the Whisper series was released by Changeling Press. If you’d like to know more, I’ve pasted the blurb and excerpt from Bronzed below.
Thank you for looking!
Kate
Whisper: Bronzed
by Kate Hill
From Changeling Press
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1817
Cover art: Reneé George
BIN: 05672-01817
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Vampires, Werewolves
Series: Whisper (#2)
Length: Novella
Page Count: 69
In 1652, Sara travels to Whisper where she meets the ruggedly handsome leader of the local werewolf pack. Nathaniel recognizes the curious young vampire as his mate and pursues her in a way only a werewolf can. After a brief but passionate courtship, she accepts his proposal, despite her family’s dislike of his kind. Sara and Nathaniel’s marriage is destroyed when her manipulative parents place them under a curse. Sara has no memory of Nathaniel, who has been turned into a statue in the town square. Every night he comes alive, but cannot leave the area in search of his love who has been taken back to England by her family.
Centuries later, after a life of intense study and travel, Sara is drawn back to the small New England town. Ignoring protests from her family, she returns to Whisper where she takes a job at the library. After hours, the statue in the lobby of a handsome man in colonial dress comes alive and claims that Sara belongs to him. In spite of her terror, she is aroused by the man and inexplicably drawn to him.
If Sara’s love is true, she can break the curse. If it’s not, Nathaniel will spend eternity imprisoned by magic, betrayed by the woman who stole his heart.
The following excerpt from BRONZED is for readers 18 and over.
She waited nearly an hour before peeking out her bedroom door. Seeing that her uncle had finally retired, she silently left the house and walked to the back of it. Standing in the moonlight, she glanced around. Her Uncle’s home stood on the hill overlooking the town square. Everything was still and most of the houses were dark, but for a few with firelight visible through the windows.
Drawing a deep breath, she smiled, the thrill of adventure coursing through her. She had walked just a short distance from the house when Nathaniel stepped from behind a thick tree trunk. Sara’s heartbeat fluttered and her stomach clenched. The handsome werewolf was stark naked. His long, dark hair clung to his shoulders. He blew a random curl from his face and smiled.
“Miss Chancellor,” he said and nodded. “Out for a midnight stroll? Or perhaps you’re on the prowl. I know vampires enjoy a hunt almost as much as wolves.”
“Mr. Pritchard, what are you doing here?”
“My wolf warriors keep the town safe. I’ve joined them on the night watch.”
“Do you usually take your watch unclothed?”
“I was in my beast form,” he said, stepping closer.
Sara inhaled deeply, her keen nose detected his fresh, natural aroma and it heightened her arousal. She was hungry and Nathaniel appealed to her. No, it was more than that. She’d never been this attracted to anyone before.
Though people thought vampires lustful by nature, it couldn’t be further from the truth. Yes they had mastered the art of seduction, but usually when they took blood it was for sustenance alone. They rarely felt for their victims. Most considered non-vampires little more than animals, existing only to satisfy their hunger.
Sara had never agreed with that viewpoint. She had met many humans she liked, which was probably why the thought of killing disgusted her.
“I didn’t want to frighten you,” Nathaniel continued. “Those who aren’t accustomed to wolves are sometimes upset when we appear as beasts.”
She lifted her chin. “I’m not easily ruffled.”
“But you know little about wolves.”
“Why do you say that?”
He snorted. “From the very short time I spent with your parents, I can see they have little knowledge of my kind, and I’m sure they didn’t encourage you to learn about races outside your own.”
She sighed. “Your observation is correct, however I don’t share my father’s prejudices.”
He raised an eyebrow.
“It’s true,” she said. “I actually find werewolves fascinating. I’d like to know more about you. . .I mean your kind.”
Another smile tugged at the corners of his full lips. He offered her his hand. “It will be my honor to teach you.”
Drawing a deep breath, she hesitated before accepting his hand. His warm grip closed around her and she fell into step beside him as they headed toward the woods.
“You’re still naked,” she said.
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