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Blood Purple by Ashley Nemer – Guest Blog
Harlie’s Review of Blood Purple
If you haven’t checked out the review of Blood Purple, the link is above. Great book and it was different from the usual vampire books. Great start to a series.
In a world we think we know, live other races entirely hidden from the mortal perspective. Creatures of legend, of fable and myth, their very history and nature have allowed them to walk side by side with humans since time immemorial. They are warriors, they are hunters, and they are Algula Vampire. And in their own midst, a battle is brewing for supremacy, for dominance, that can and will affect all around them. Old hatred never dies and vengeance is a fiery sword that cuts a bloody swath.
Guest Post:
Writing…that hobby that will forever provide you enjoying. To me it’s the best thing that I could do to pass the time on a lazy Sunday, dreary Monday or a happy Friday. It doesn’t matter what day of the week it is or what is going on in the outside world there is always something for me to write. It is the hobby that will keep on giving.
How many of you keep your stress and frustrations pent up? How many have no outlet for the feelings inside and you keep them that way until you explode? Honestly I think that’s all of us, we all have things that stay hidden and we don’t know how to push them out and to the surface. It took me a long time to realize how valuable writing is to me. Well, not just writing, creativity as a whole. It comes together and with every facet of our being.
Writing…that hobby that will forever give you fulfillment. There are so many ways you can pick up a pen and bring joy to someone. It’s as easy as sending a letter to a long lost friend or relative. Jotting down a poem in the middle of the day when you’re feeling overwhelmed with some thoughts. Sitting down at your comfy desk and plugging out a blog or short story. You never know where writing will lead you.
One thing I love about writing is I can go anywhere and be anything I want. I don’t have to get dressed up and look fancy; I don’t have to fix my hair, hell I don’t even have to wear socks! Writing gives you that option to be as free as you allow yourself. I honestly believe that it’s this freedom that stirs creativity.
When I sit at my laptop I always write with my eyes closed. I visualize where I am, am I on an island in the Caribbean? Am I sailing the seas of the Atlantic? Could I be on a plane across the world going to see a friend? Yes, yes yes yes! All of the above. That’s the ability you gain when you write.
One thing just occurred to me while my eyes were shut and I was daydreaming about my plane ride to Ireland…the audience here is probably made up of mostly readers. Ahh readers…the key to any author’s success. Without the reader we are nothing. When I spoke about writing and the endless fulfillment it provides, it’s in part because of all of you readers. The lengths you will go to in showing an author you love their works is amazing. The support, loyalty and encouragement from the readers are a driving force in a lot of what is transferred onto the page.
Personally, I know without a few key words of encouragement from a few fans my author days would have been numbered. So let me leave you with this thought for the day, writer or reader, take ten minutes out of your day and jot down a story, poem or thought. Take a collection of the year and at the end see what you have. Maybe it’s a book of poetry, maybe it’s a book of inspirational phrases. Maybe it’s just a few short stories. But read through the years’ worth of work and see what you have – it might be the next great American novel.
Excerpt:
Hamza walks into the room with his guard looking at Nikole’s still body lying on the table. “Is she dead?” he questions.
“No sir, she passed out while we were in the middle of the procedure. We were doing like you instructed and burning her body with the needles when she went unconscious. We thought it best to come get you right away.”
Hamza looks over her body, placing his fingers to her neck and feeling only a small hint of life. His lips curve up in excitement as he anticipates what is yet to come. “Good, leave us alone.” He starts to walk around the table staring at her naked and bloodied body.
The room emptied out while Hamza continued to circle the table. He tried to decide what to do with this dead weight prisoner. Leaning over her body, he backhanded her jaw, the cracking of her bones deafening in the silence of the room. He heard her moan in agony while she slowly came to consciousness.
“Nikole, I think it would be best if you just gave me what I asked of you. As soon as you tell me what we want to know this pain will all stop.” Taking his knife from the sheath on his belt, he placed the cold blade to her cheek. “I will cut your pretty little face apart. Don’t think I won’t.” Taking the tip of the blade he breaks the skin at the top of her left cheek and slowly cut lines into her face. Droplets of blood ran down her cheek staining her flesh as he slashed her face. Nikole’s voice is gone from all the screaming she has done and all she can do is heave a cry. Her eyes are still forced open, not even tears can form since she can’t blink. “Come on little Princess, just tell me where Zayn is so I can kill him. I promise this will all stop.”
About the Author:
Ashley is married and lives in Houston with her husband Tony. They have two dogs named Toto and Doogie. They have been together for almost 8 years and he brings her more joy than she could ever imagine as a child. She loves to read and has been hooked on the romance genre ever since her lifelong best friend Laura gave her “Ashes to Ashes’ by Tami Hoag to read when they were younger.
Ashley finds her strength through her family, especially her parents. They always support her in life and they push her to strive for greatness. There once was a motto that Ashley heard in her youth through her Taekwondo life ‘Reach for the Stars’ and that is what Ashley has always done. It was through her upbringing that the values Ashley has and display’s came from. With her Parents always cheering her on in life she was able to grow up having faith in herself and her ability to conquer the world.
Blood Spirit, a Sons of Navarus Novel by Gabrielle Bisset – Blog Barrage/Giveaway
Giveaway Info:
Blood Spirit (Sons of Navarus #3)
by Gabrielle Bisset
Erotic Paranormal Romance (Action)
Self-Published/Indie
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 65,000
Blurb
I am everything you seek. I am vampire.
Blessed with the gift of telepathy, Terek always knows what a woman wants. His gift has afforded him nightly sensual pleasures and exotic treats for centuries, but beneath the surface he yearns for much more.
Ilona can give him what his soul craves, but only if he trusts his heart. One fateful choice made out of desire puts all he cares for in danger. With a civil war and the threat of Archon hunters at every turn, this Son may lose everything if he can’t find the balance between heart and mind.
Available at…
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Spirit-Sons-Navarus-ebook/dp/B009AAS27Y/
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/blood-spirit-gabrielle-bisset/1112881838
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/blood-spirit-sons-of-navarus-3/id566343270?mt=11
Kobo: http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Blood-Spirit-Sons-of-Navarus/book-zgwwX9B9WEihrXOz6-TrAg/page1.html
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/239353
Reviews
“Gabrielle does an amazing job on putting a reader through so many emotions at once. I’m telling you now, if you haven’t read these books, you really need to. If you’re a fan of paranormal erotic romance, and love vampires, you will love these books.”–5 Moons (Book Lovin’ Mamas)
“I have enjoyed every book in this series so far. I love the fact that there is more going on than just a love story. I like there is action and a mystery. Cant wait to see how it all plays out.”–5 Stars Geri, Amazon customer
“With its great characters, vivid descriptions, engaging plot and steamy sex scenes Blood Spirit is a great addition to the Sons of Navarus series. Believe me, you’re going to want to hop aboard the Terek train and take him Blood Spirit for a ride!”–4 Hearts (Riverina Romantics)
Book Trailer
Excerpt #2 (Adult):
Ilona sighed. “Terek, I don’t seem to be like any of your other vampires.”
She was right.
“I have thousands of vampires, Ilona. You’ve just seen the ones who live here.”
“Are they all women?”
Shaking his head, he laughed. “No. Not all of them. Does that matter?”
He saw it did matter by the way her bottom lip quivered ever so slightly. “Ilona, what’s wrong?”
She closed her eyes and turned away so he couldn’t see her face. “I’ve never been like this. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I barely know you and my head tells me I have every reason to hate you. I know this. But I’m consumed by jealousy at the thought of you with these women and thousands I haven’t even met.”
Terek stared silently at her, unsure of what to say. It was perfectly natural she would be attracted to him. Vampires were sensual beings, and the pull of a sire to a vampire was common. Everything she was experiencing was exactly as it should be.
Before he could tell her this, she turned toward him. “I don’t want to feel this way toward someone who doesn’t feel anything for me.”
The shame in her voice bothered him. Why did she think he felt nothing for her?
“I care about you as I care for all my vampires.”
That wasn’t exactly the truth. In fact, he cared much more for her after only such a short time.
“Chattel. Or worse, as a plaything. Somehow you’ve made me care for you, and I’m simply the latest addition to your collection.”
“Ilona, you’re not a plaything or part of a collection. I didn’t choose to sire you. You were dying because of another vampire’s choice and begged me to save you.”
“Even worse then. I’m a mistake you’re saddled with.”
Terek winced at the pain of her words. Mistake. She believed she was unwanted and unloved. She had no idea the effect she had on him and how much he struggled against the growing feelings for her inside him.
He let his desire control him and leaned toward her, taking her in his arms. A need to feel her mouth yielding to his overtook him, and he kissed her hard, needing her to understand how much he wanted her.
But she didn’t yield. Instead, she met his desire with her own, snaking her tongue past his lips to tease the tip of his tongue. Such a common act he’d experienced countless times before with women now excited him more than he could believe, and his cock sprang to life, pressing hard against his hipbone.
She tasted like some exotic fruit Jasmine seldom found at the market—a treat he rarely got to enjoy but relished so much more when he could. She clung to him by the neck as she pressed her body to his, leaving him in no doubt as to what she wanted.
He wanted it too.
“Ilona…” He stopped, unsure what he’d wanted to say as she slid her hand down the front of his pants.
Looking at him, her eyes wide, she said, “No, don’t say anything. I need this. I don’t want to think about who you are with the others. Even if you have to pretend, then pretend. Just let me have something about being a vampire that brings me happiness.”
Her hand felt like silk as she slid it up and down his stiff cock, grazing the tip just enough to make his hips come up off the bed. His mind was nowhere else but right there with her.
Groaning his desire for more, he tugged a fistful of hair, pulling her head so she looked into his eyes. “No pretending.”
About the Author
Gabrielle Bisset’s first book was released in June 2011, and since then readers have fallen in love with her paranormal stories with just the right amount of history thrown in. From her own creations, the Aeveren, to her vampires of the Sons of Navarus series, Gabrielle blends the genres of urban fantasy and paranormal romance in her own unique way. Her stories are sexy and smart, transporting the reader to another world.
When she’s not writing, she loves to relax with family and friends making great food and memories. Find out more about Gabrielle and her books at http://gbisset.blogspot.com/.
Connect with Gabrielle Bisset
Website: http://www.gabriellebisset.com/
Blog: http://gbisset.blogspot.com/
Sons of Navarus Website: http://sonsofnavarus.weebly.com/
Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Gabrielle-Bisset/135134056553049
Sons of Navarus FB Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/SonsOfNavarusSeries
Twitter: https://twitter.com/gabriellebisset
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/gabriellebisset/
Blood Betrayed, a Sons of Navarus Novel by Gabrielle Bisset – Blog Barrage/Giveaway
Giveaway Info: Prize is a $5 Amazon GC and swag pack from Sons of Navarus series (bookmarks, cover flats, trading cards). Contest is tour-wide, open internationally and ends Jan 29. Must be 18 years of age or older to enter. Rafflecopter Link is at the bottom of the post. Good luck.
Blood Betrayed (Sons of Navarus #2)
by Gabrielle Bisset
Erotic Paranormal Romance (Action)
Self-Published/Indie
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 63,000
Available at…
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Betrayed-Sons-Navarus-ebook/dp/B0084U9OT6/
B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/blood-betrayed-gabrielle-bisset/1110946275
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/blood-betrayed-sons-navarus/id566343081?mt=11
Kobo: http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Blood-Betrayed-Sons-of-Navarus/book-ptv2y0DeyU29FiDUjiQRZA/page1.html
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/239326
Blurb
I am everything forbidden. I am vampire.
Haunted by betrayal, Saint hides in the human world, giving his heart to no one and finding the only solace from his past in the arms of human women. Now as the Archons begin their takeover of the vampire world, this Son of Navarus has been marked for death.
Summoned to defeat the Archons by the world that shunned him, Saint must face his past and Solenne, the woman he loved and lost a century ago, for only in accepting her will his body and soul finally find salvation.
Reviews
“I just can’t say enough good things about this book. Gabrielle Bisset has another hit on her hands!”–5 Hearts (Riverina Romantics)
“There were so many plot twists in this story! This is a fantastic series and I can not wait to read the next book!”–5 Rating/An Alpha Howl (Bitten By Paranormal Romance)
“The second Sons of Navarus book, Blood Betrayed, picks up where Blood Avenged left off and does it ever pick things up. In this second book, the war with the Archons is in full swing, and another Son is in danger. This is as much a must read as Blood Avenged is. Definitely, this is a New Favorite!” –5 Books (The Enchanted Book)
Book Trailer
Excerpt #2 (Adult):
Solenne sat with her head in her hands at the kitchen table, her bruised arms the evidence of her sacrifice. Saint lightly ran his finger over the purple mark where he suspected the Archon had brutally misused her and cringed in anger at the look of pain he saw in her eyes when she looked up at him.
A growl escaped from his lips and his fangs slammed down into his mouth. “Who did this?”
Pushing past him, she shook her head. “Don’t. If this is what I have to endure to keep you safe and help the Sons defeat those bastards, then I do it willingly.”
“Tell me who did this, Solenne. I owe him.”
She spun around to face him, and the pained sound in her voice made him hate himself. “Why? So you can make everything I’ve done meaningless? So you can get yourself killed?”
Before he could answer, she was gone, but he’d seen the tears in her eyes. Anger mixed with the need to protect her, churning his gut into knots until he had to see her.
He had to let her know what she’d done wasn’t meaningless.
Her door was open, and she stood with her back to him. Already out of her clothes, she wore only a tank top and boy shorts that clung to every perfect curve on her body. His cock stiffened as his eyes took in the sight of her gorgeous legs. Long and lean, they were the kind of legs a man loved wrapped around him as he slid in and out of her wet cunt.
“Solenne,” he said almost in a whisper to not startle her, but it didn’t work. She spun around with her arms covering her full breasts that strained against the thin fabric of her tank top, but she couldn’t cover the bruises along her collarbone and across her shoulders.
Obviously inflicted that night, their redness had begun to fade to a deep purple where fingers had pressed roughly into her tender skin. Solenne saw the look of shock he didn’t try to hide from his eyes and scrambled to grab a shirt from the back of a nearby chair.
“What is this?”
“Nothing. Just leave it be.”
Saint took the shirt from her hand and threw it on the bed. “No.” Dipping his head, he softly pressed his lips to the darkest bruise on her left shoulder. Fucking Archon!
Gingerly, he ran his fingers over her skin, gently touching each bruise before raising his head to look at her. “Solenne, I promise you here and now I’m going to kill the one who did this. I’ll drain him drop by drop until he begs for the release a stake will bring.”
Eyes wide with tears looked up at him, their blue color pale and watery. “Saint, don’t touch me like this if you don’t mean it.”
He meant it. He’d meant it in every dream he’d had of finally returning to her. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her long and deep, drinking in the delicious taste of the lips he’d missed for so long.
God, he’d yearned to once again feel the touch of her skin next to his! Year upon year of lonely nights interrupted only by pale replacements ebbed from his memory now as his hands once again learned of the woman he’d always loved.
Solenne molded to him, setting his senses ablaze. His body craved to join with her, to finally reclaim that piece of his heart lost so painfully nearly a century ago. He slid his hands under her shirt to her breasts and worshipped them—their fullness in his palms, their deep pink tips pebbled from desire that begged for his mouth’s attention.
“Come.”
Taking her hand, he led her to the shower. “Don’t move.” A quick twist of the faucet handle and warm water streamed down from the showerhead.
“Do I look like I need a shower?” she asked in a teasing tone as he slipped the tank top over her head.
Saint looked down at her sexy mouth as he slid his thumbs under the waist of her shorts. “Always fighting me.”
Crouching in front of her, he slid the shorts down her legs and off her feet. Eye level with her pussy, he looked up and licked his lips. “I hope you don’t plan on fighting me now.”
He didn’t wait for a reply before he drew his finger up her wet slit. Solenne’s eyebrows knitted and she bit her lip. Her eyes slowly closed and tiny moans filled his ears.
“Don’t close your eyes. Watch me.”
About the Author
Gabrielle Bisset’s first book was released in June 2011, and since then readers have fallen in love with her paranormal stories with just the right amount of history thrown in. From her own creations, the Aeveren, to her vampires of the Sons of Navarus series, Gabrielle blends the genres of urban fantasy and paranormal romance in her own unique way. Her stories are sexy and smart, transporting the reader to another world.
When she’s not writing, she loves to relax with family and friends making great food and memories. Find out more about Gabrielle and her books at http://gbisset.blogspot.com/.
Connect with Gabrielle Bisset
Website: http://www.gabriellebisset.com/
Blog: http://gbisset.blogspot.com/
Sons of Navarus Website: http://sonsofnavarus.weebly.com/
Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Gabrielle-Bisset/135134056553049
Sons of Navarus FB Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/SonsOfNavarusSeries
Twitter: https://twitter.com/gabriellebisset
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/gabriellebisset/
