Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Immortals Trailer Launch: Immortals (book #2 Runes series) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aK17dMYcF04

IMMORTALS: Book #2 of the Runes Series

Nothing can stop Raine Cooper when she wants something...Raine finally knows that her gorgeous neighbor, Torin St. James, is a legend straight out of Norse mythology, and that her feelings for him are strong. Torin is crazy about Raine too, breaking the one rule he lives by: Never fall for a mortal. The problem is he no longer remembers her, his memories erased by Norns Norse destiny deities to punish her for defying them

So Raine comes up with a plan...
She will make Torin forget his one rule a second time and fall in love with her all over again. But she quickly learns that well-laid plans do not work when dealing with deities and supernatural beings. Desperate, Raine makes choices that could not only tear her and Torin further apart, but lead to the destruction of everything and everyone she loves.



Friday, June 14, 2013

Copper Girl: Jennifer Aliss Provost latest book and a Give@way @Parthalan.

Today I'm happy to host my fellow Scene13 author (authors with books being released 2013) and a fellow author at Spencer Hill Press, Jennifer Allis Provost. Her book, Copper Girl will be released June 25th:

Now for the giveaway:

First price: An ARC of Copper Girl
Second: A necklace like the one Micah gives Sara
Third: Barnes&Noble $10 gift card

What to do to enter: SEE BELOW
 
 
 
 
Back cover matter:

Sara had always been careful.

She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.

Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara's dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.


Author bio:

Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, a parrot (maroon bellied conure, to be exact), two cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.

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Follow me on Twitter: @parthalan

http://jenniferallisprovost.com/

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CHAPTER ONE, Part I

 

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

My office, like most modern offices, cranked the air conditioning down to Arctic proportions during the summer months. Consequently, we workers arrived in the morning dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops, donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our desks, and ended up shivering by noon. Ironically, when our workday ended we were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the moment we stepped outside the main doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in the slightest.

That day, I wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of spending my lunch hour outside, away from the icy wind stiffening my fingers and chilling my neck. After I unwound myself from the afghan I kept in my desk (and only used in the summer months), I gathered up my lunch and my phone and headed out for an impromptu picnic in my car.

What I hadn’t considered was that the office runs the air conditioning so cold because it was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So hot that the cheese was melting in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like something that had washed ashore months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in the shade and had taken down my car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t manage to get comfortable. I’d already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left me wearing my sundress and…


Dare I?

I glanced around the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation Services, the ‘go-to firm for all your commercial real estate needs’, according to the brochures. No one, human or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by virtue of my being on the far side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of my coworkers didn’t even have cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full. What was more, from where I sat, I couldn’t even see the office.

I dared.

I took a deep breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then leaned the seat back and slipped off my panties. Removing that small bit of cotton made an incredible difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable. Enjoyable, even. Was that a breeze?

Ignoring my decrepit sandwich, I fully reclined the seat, set the alarm on my phone, and closed my eyes. A nap. Now that would make today bearable.


***

Suddenly, he is there.

Here.

Kissing me, holding me.


I know I'm dreaming, because he's perfect. His lips are soft but insistent, his hands gentle. I glide my fingers across his back, feeling thick cords of muscle, before sinking my fingers into his hair. It’s superfine, like cobwebs, and when I crack an eyelid, I learn that it’s silver. Not gray or white, but the elegant hue of antique candlesticks and fine flatware. Cool.

I squeeze my eyes shut again, not wanting the dream to end any sooner than it has to. He kisses me once more, and I can’t help melting against him. His hand travels up my leg, up past my hip… shit! No panties!

I try twisting away, but he already knows. I feel his mouth stretch into a smile, and he moves to nuzzle my neck. "What’s your name?" he murmurs.

"Sara," I reply. "Yours?"

"Micah." By now, his hands have traveled to my waist, and he slides one around to stroke the small of my back. "Why did you summon me, Sara?"
 

"I didn’t," I protest. "I don’t know how." I would say more, but he nibbles a trail from my neck to my shoulder, and pushes my dress to the side. As for me, I let him.

Micah raises his head, and I get a good look at him for the first time. His eyes are large and dark gray, like thunderheads, his features chiseled into warm caramel skin, and his unruly mop of silver hair seems to float around his head. He wears an odd, buff-colored leather shirt, made all the odder in this heat, and matching leather pants and boots. Boots?

"You did summon me," he insists. "My Sara, you must tell me why."

"Does it matter?" I ask. I pull him back to me, kissing him with all the passion I’ve never felt with anyone during my waking hours. Micah kisses me back, fingers deftly unbuttoning my dress while his other hand rubs my lower back. I’ve never felt so free, so alive as I do in Micah’s embrace, and I have no intention of rushing this. None at all.
 
 
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Thursday, June 13, 2013

Runes: Get your signed copies and vote #TeamTorin at #YACrushTourney June 17th


 YA Crush Tourney is June 17th. Don't Forget to Vote for Torin





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MALL SCENE in TORIN'S POV 
 
Raine was standing in front of a mirror when I arrived at the store. Smiling, I leaned against the wall and watched her. Mine. That was who she was. Mine, the woman who’d come to mean the world to me.
“You look stunning.”
She whipped around and gasped. “What are you doing here?”
“Looking for you.” Thin straps left most of her shoulders bare, but I loved the way the back of the dress dipped and exposed her smooth, unblemished skin. A dress guaranteed to incite a riot, or screw with a man’s head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which presented so many possibilities. Unable to resist, I pushed against the wall and moved closer, needing to touch her. Claim her. “Following your essence hasn’t been easy. You’ve been all over the mall.”
“My essence?”
“Yes, your essence.” The freckle on her nape was begging me to lower my head and kiss it, but I knew I wouldn’t want to stop there. “Andris is back, so I thought I’d give you a heads up.”
“Where was he?”
“He took a friend home.” I blew out a breath. “You take my breath away, Freckles. You always have, but in that dress... I want to claim you and to Hel with the consequences.”
She went still, her eyes wide. I held her gaze.
“The color adds green flecks to your eyes, and the material,” I imagined running my hands down her hips and pulling her closer, “hugs your lush curves in just the right places.”
When she didn’t respond, I took that as permission to indulge myself. I put my hands on her hips and slowly pulled her closer until our bodies touched. The feel of her body against mine went straight to my head. My heart pounded hard with excitement. No woman had ever had this kind of effect on me.
“If you were mine,” I whispered, “we’d have a private dance for just the two of us before I shared you with the world.” The lock of a cubicle clicked, warning me her friend was about to join us. I willed runes to appear on my skin and became invisible.
“Who are you talking to?” Cora asked, sticking her head out of the changing room.
“I, uh, I was talking to myself,” Raine stammered.
“How could you say that is cute? You look fabulous,” Cora said. “Turn around.”
Raine turned and I reached out and ran a finger down her back. She trembled and stumbled as though her knees had given away. I wrapped my arms around her waist, her back resting against my chest. Not able to help myself, I pressed my cheek against hers and inhaled. She smelled great.
“You okay?” Cora asked. “You just stumbled.”
Raine stiffened and tried to move from my arms, but I refused to let her go.
“I did?” she asked weakly. “I must be more tired than I thought.”
“Then let’s finish here. Oh, and you’re buying that dress or I’m never shopping with you ever,” Cora threatened, moving closer to the mirror to study her own reflection.
“I’ll shop with you,” I whispered in Raine’s ear. “You can buy anything you want.” I kissed her shoulder. She trembled. I loved the way she reacted to my touch. I pressed my lips along her neck and kissed the freckle on her nape. I wanted more. Greedily, I suckled her skin, nipped and soothed it with my tongue. She moaned and closed her eyes, tilting her neck to give me better access.
“What are you doing?” Cora asked, studying her through the mirror since I was still invisible.
Raine froze.
“I’m, uh, imagining I’m dancing in this dress,” she said in a squeaky voice then tried again to put some distance between us. Once again, I refused to let her go. “I’d love to buy it, but it’s outside my price range.”
“Charge it,” Cora said. “Your mother gave you a credit card, didn’t she?”
“No, just the debit,” Raine said.
“I have money, Freckles,” I whispered against her shoulder. “Plenty of it. I’ll buy it for you. You can wear it just for me.”
“Okay, I’ll buy it,” she said, wiggling. I chuckled and let her go.
As she disappeared back into the changing room, I walked through the store unseen and headed to the nearest mirror. I couldn’t wait to see her dolled up for Homecoming Dance.
 
 
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Friday, June 7, 2013

VOTE #TEAMTORIN @ YACrushTourney June 17th: Let's give Torin victory



 
                                                                                                                               
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The YA Crush Tourney is getting ready to start its first round of voting.  Catie, my awesome blog friend/fan/publicist @ Forbidden Passions Reviews is the official advocate for Torin St. James, the blue eyed, heart breaker from Runes, my new YA paranormal romance series.

Way to go, Catie!!!!

If you haven't read Runes, you're missing out on this delicious piece of man candy!  If Torin were real flesh and blood there would hair pulling, stiletto stabbing, clothes ripping riots in every city he visited. 



Catie is looking for Street Team members to help out so if you are interested, here is your assignment if you choose to accept it:



1) Change your Twitter, Facebook, Google+, whatever avatar to one of the three buttons up top.

2) Tweet VOTE #TEAMTORIN on June 17th.... as much as you can and rally your followers! 

3) If you have a blog, repost this, please.  His battle is on the 17th, so be sure to mention that too!

4) Put the button for Team Torin all over the internet. 

I'm going to be giving away some swags in appreciation for all the love Torin gets, a chapter in Torin's POV.  So stay tuned for a giveaway in the near future.
Make sure you visit the Runes blog for all kinds of updates, memes and all around cool stuff. 

Now come on peeps!  Let's get this newbie his first YA Crush Tourney champion title!!


Tuesday, June 4, 2013

The infamous MALL SCENE in Torin's POV. RUNES Tour stop






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Runes
Ednah Walters
Publication date:  May 20th 2013
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance


Seventeen-year-old Raine Cooper has enough on her plate dealing with her father’s disappearance, her mother’s erratic behavior and the possibility of her boyfriend relocating. The last thing she needs is Torin St. James—a mysterious new neighbor with a wicked smile and uncanny way of reading her.

Raine is drawn to Torin’s dark sexiness against her better judgment, until he saves her life with weird marks and she realizes he is different. But by healing her, Torin changes something inside Raine. Now she can’t stop thinking about him. Half the time, she’s not sure whether to fall into his arms or run.

Scared, she sets out to find out what Torin is. But the closer she gets to the truth the more she uncovers something sinister about Torin. What Torin is goes back to an ancient mythology and Raine is somehow part of it. Not only is she and her friends in danger, she must choose a side, but the wrong choice will cost Raine her life.

 
MALL SCENE in TORIN'S POV 
 
Raine was standing in front of a mirror when I arrived at the store. Smiling, I leaned against the wall and watched her. Mine. That was who she was. Mine, the woman who’d come to mean the world to me.
“You look stunning.”
She whipped around and gasped. “What are you doing here?”
“Looking for you.” Thin straps left most of her shoulders bare, but I loved the way the back of the dress dipped and exposed her smooth, unblemished skin. A dress guaranteed to incite a riot, or screw with a man’s head. She wasn’t wearing a bra, which presented so many possibilities. Unable to resist, I pushed against the wall and moved closer, needing to touch her. Claim her. “Following your essence hasn’t been easy. You’ve been all over the mall.”
“My essence?”
“Yes, your essence.” The freckle on her nape was begging me to lower my head and kiss it, but I knew I wouldn’t want to stop there. “Andris is back, so I thought I’d give you a heads up.”
“Where was he?”
“He took a friend home.” I blew out a breath. “You take my breath away, Freckles. You always have, but in that dress... I want to claim you and to Hel with the consequences.”
She went still, her eyes wide. I held her gaze.
“The color adds green flecks to your eyes, and the material,” I imagined running my hands down her hips and pulling her closer, “hugs your lush curves in just the right places.”
When she didn’t respond, I took that as permission to indulge myself. I put my hands on her hips and slowly pulled her closer until our bodies touched. The feel of her body against mine went straight to my head. My heart pounded hard with excitement. No woman had ever had this kind of effect on me.
“If you were mine,” I whispered, “we’d have a private dance for just the two of us before I shared you with the world.” The lock of a cubicle clicked, warning me her friend was about to join us. I willed runes to appear on my skin and became invisible.
“Who are you talking to?” Cora asked, sticking her head out of the changing room.
“I, uh, I was talking to myself,” Raine stammered.
“How could you say that is cute? You look fabulous,” Cora said. “Turn around.”
Raine turned and I reached out and ran a finger down her back. She trembled and stumbled as though her knees had given away. I wrapped my arms around her waist, her back resting against my chest. Not able to help myself, I pressed my cheek against hers and inhaled. She smelled great.
“You okay?” Cora asked. “You just stumbled.”
Raine stiffened and tried to move from my arms, but I refused to let her go.
“I did?” she asked weakly. “I must be more tired than I thought.”
“Then let’s finish here. Oh, and you’re buying that dress or I’m never shopping with you ever,” Cora threatened, moving closer to the mirror to study her own reflection.
“I’ll shop with you,” I whispered in Raine’s ear. “You can buy anything you want.” I kissed her shoulder. She trembled. I loved the way she reacted to my touch. I pressed my lips along her neck and kissed the freckle on her nape. I wanted more. Greedily, I suckled her skin, nipped and soothed it with my tongue. She moaned and closed her eyes, tilting her neck to give me better access.
“What are you doing?” Cora asked, studying her through the mirror since I was still invisible.
Raine froze.
“I’m, uh, imagining I’m dancing in this dress,” she said in a squeaky voice then tried again to put some distance between us. Once again, I refused to let her go. “I’d love to buy it, but it’s outside my price range.”
“Charge it,” Cora said. “Your mother gave you a credit card, didn’t she?”
“No, just the debit,” Raine said.
“I have money, Freckles,” I whispered against her shoulder. “Plenty of it. I’ll buy it for you. You can wear it just for me.”
“Okay, I’ll buy it,” she said, wiggling. I chuckled and let her go.
As she disappeared back into the changing room, I walked through the store unseen and headed to the nearest mirror. I couldn’t wait to see her dolled up for Homecoming Dance.
 
 
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Sunday, June 2, 2013

JUNE TOUR of RUNES... Win signed books, swags and read scenes in #Torin's POV

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Runes
Ednah Walters
Publication date:  May 20th 2013
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance



Seventeen-year-old Raine Cooper has enough on her plate dealing with her father’s disappearance, her mother’s erratic behavior and the possibility of her boyfriend relocating. The last thing she needs is Torin St. James—a mysterious new neighbor with a wicked smile and uncanny way of reading her.

Raine is drawn to Torin’s dark sexiness against her better judgment, until he saves her life with weird marks and she realizes he is different. But by healing her, Torin changes something inside Raine. Now she can’t stop thinking about him. Half the time, she’s not sure whether to fall into his arms or run.

Scared, she sets out to find out what Torin is. But the closer she gets to the truth the more she uncovers something sinister about Torin. What Torin is goes back to an ancient mythology and Raine is somehow part of it. Not only is she and her friends in danger, she must choose a side, but the wrong choice will cost Raine her life.

 About Ednah Walters (ME, LOL):


EDNAH WALTERS grew up reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys and dreaming of one day writing her own stories. She is a stay-at-home mother of five humans and two American short-hair cats (one of which has ADHD) and a husband. When she is not writing, she’s at the gym doing Zumba or doing things with her family, reading, traveling or online chatting with fans.

Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released by Pill Hill Press in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, will be released April 2013. She’s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN.

Ednah also writes New Adult paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. She is presently working on book 2, IMMORTALS.

Under the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She's presently working on book six. You can visit her online at www.ednahwalters.com or www.ebwalters.com.






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