Monday, August 1, 2011

Love Knots - The Book Trailer and more!

Book trailer link:
In LOVE KNOTS, book three of my Love Covenant series from Evernight Publishing, Will and Cara make a road trip in search of Will's beloved younger brother, Seamus, who they just learned was also made a vampire by wicked Sallie Hawkins, the vampire Cara killed to save Will.

Here's the blurb:
Title: Love Knots
Book 3 of the Love Covenant Series
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Publication Date: July 26. 2011
ISBN: 978-1-926950-69-3
135 pages (50, 540 word count)
paranormal (vampire) romance


After surviving the wrath of a wicked she-vampire bent on revenge, Will and Cara Brennan have a new task – finding Will’s brother that Sallie Hawkins made a vampire centuries ago. Both bear the scars of their battle but they’re glad to be alive and together.

Cara wants to find the only family Will has in this world and so they set out on a search for Seamus that takes them from Memphis to the rough bars of Oklahoma, Las Vegas casinos, to Hollywood Boulevard and to New Orleans. Along the way, their love deepens and the sensual connection they share heightens.

Whether or not they find Seamus isn’t the only issue – they have no way of knowing whether he has gone wicked or if he’s an average vamp like them. The journey defines their love as the story told in the Love Covenant series continues in Love Knots.
And here's the excerpt:

Excerpt from Love Knots:

“That depends,” I said, with a wicked little smile. “On whether
you mean to rest or to love.”
He put his other hand beneath my chin and turned me to face
him. He traced the outline of my lips with a single finger, slow to
tantalize. It did; I felt the sweet chills of desire begin at the top of my
back and shiver down to spread throughout my body. “I see no
reason, mo anam cara, why we can’t do both, one first and then the
I moved forward so that my mouth rested about an inch from
his. “We can.”
I kissed him, my lips forward and insistent as an interruption.
His mouth answered back in the same language and as he pulled me
from the chair so that he could kiss me standing, he whispered, voice
husky but audible,
Give me that man that is not passion’s slave and I will wear
him in my heart’s core, aye, in my heart of heart as I do thee.”
“Hamlet?” I guessed and he nodded.
After that, he seemed much too distracted to quote
Shakespeare or anything else because I locked my lips onto his. As I
caught his lower lip between my teeth and nibbled he trembled with
pleasure. His hand snaked up under my T-shirt and found just flesh.
I never bothered with a bra when it was just Will and me at home –
moments like this one, it came in handy.
I never saw a man who could remove clothes with the swift
finesse Will used and in seconds, I stood naked as the day I was born
before him. He faced me, just as bare, and so I raked my hands over
his flesh with glee. Earlier I craved the quiet tenderness, the near
worship he offered but now, my senses stirred for something stronger.
I wanted passion tempered with just enough pain to make it exquisite.
I needed heat and strong hands bending me to his will.
To feed the fire that spread over us both with slow precision, I
used my nails to scratch his flesh and my mouth to nibble. I left his
bottom lip for his nipple and used my tongue to bring it hard in my
mouth. His fingers reached up into the heart of me, fondling and
feeling without remorse but with sensual need.
We would never make it to the bedroom before we exploded
in a blast of desire or reached fulfillment. We tempted with our
hands, used our mouths to drive each other to distraction, and the fire
burned out of control. Will pushed me back against the desk that held
his computer and lifted me up just enough so that he could enter me
with ease. He impaled me there, stabbed me down and held me with
the same ruthless force that I pinned the helpless bugs of my science
project insect collection to cardboard.
I kicked up so that I could wrap my legs around his waist,
driving him deeper as I came with a shout of joy that echoed in my
ears. It probably almost deafened Will but I didn’t care and by that
point, neither did he. When I collapsed against him, wet, sweating,
and weak, he caught me into his arms and we sank down to the floor
together. After a brief rest there, long enough to catch our breath, he
rose with me still in his embrace and carried me to bed.
We took our rest intertwined together, the juices of our
completed passion sticky and mingled, with the smell of his heady
musk and man aroma thick in my nose. I clung to it the way I did to
my ratty old security blanket as a child, safe and sure in his love

1 comment:

  1. Congratulations on the release!! What are you doing to celebrate?


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