Sunday, February 21, 2016

Black Hills Wolves - Diamond Moon by Celia Breslin @DecadentPub #shapeshifterromance

Diamond Moon
Black Hills Wolves
Book 12
Celia Breslin

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Date of Publication:  March 27, 2015

ISBN: 978-1-61333-803-2
ASIN: B00T2E7ZEY

Number of pages: 85
Word Count: 29,737

Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde

Book Description:
          Human-wolf hybrid Darci Diamond spends every full moon locked in auntie’s basement in Southern Oregon. Her excruciating shifts terrify her, the last one causing her heart to stop beating. Seeking a cure, she journeys to Los Lobos.
          Ross Luparell returns to the struggling Tao pack, using his millions made in the tech industry to build homes for pack families in need. He never imagined he would also find his one true mate. But when a hybrid with the biggest green eyes he’s ever seen lands on his doorstep in the middle of a wicked summer storm, there’s no denying it. She’s the one.
          She wants a normal human life, free from pain-filled shifts. He won’t give up on her Wolf, and will do whatever it takes to help her accept her true nature. But can he convince her to trust him with her heart?

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Excerpt:
            He reached out with his Wolf senses. The feedback froze his fingers on the doorknob. Female. Damn, she smelled good. Human. Wolf. Wait…both? The copper tang of blood hit his nose. And injured.
            He flung open the door. His abrupt move caught his visitor off guard, one small, white fist raised to knock. The woman startled and fell forward. Catching her, he pulled her inside, kicking the door shut with his foot.
            She sagged against him, a shivering bundle of wet woman. Underneath the dampness, her scent drop-kicked his gut. Apples and cinnamon. Roses and honey. His body perked up, taking extreme notice. He fought the growl of possession threatening to tear out of his throat. Holy hell, had his potential mate just walked into his home in the middle of a storm?
            The scent of her blood jump-started his brain into action. He lowered her gently to the floor. “Jesus. You okay?”
            His instincts urged him to check her for wounds, but he was a stranger and didn’t want to spook her. But goddamn, he wanted to touch her. Peel off her wet clothes. See all of her. With a jacket covering her torso, tight jeans hiding her legs, and her ball cap pulled low on her face, all he’d seen so far was her quivering pale chin, full red lips, and those delicate, trembling hands.
            “S-s-sorry, d-dripping all ov-v-ver your f-f-floor,” she said, teeth chattering. Her snow white fingers curled on the hardwood, arms trembling with her effort to keep herself upright. Blood streaked the wood. A line of liquid crimson slid down her jaw and dripped from her chin onto her jacket.
            To hell with propriety. “You’re injured. Let me help you.” He pulled off her cap and damn near swallowed his tongue.
            Big green eyes blinked up at him from a face so pale it made him think of moonlight. Drenched, short black hair lay plastered to her head, the ends framing features reminiscent of the fairies his sister loved to draw for the hidden-object games she designed. Ethereal beauty. My beauty. He stroked a knuckle down her cheek then ran his thumb over her soft, full lower lip.
            She flinched and batted his hand away, falling to her side in the process.
            Ross snapped back to reality with a healthy hit of guilt. “Shit. Sorry.”
            His gaze shot to her forehead where a two-inch cut sent blood trailing over her prominent cheekbone with its silky-smooth skin he’d so enjoyed caressing—
            Shit. He gave himself a mental ass kicking for scaring her. “I’m Ross. You’re safe here. Promise.”


About the Author:

Celia lives in California with her husband, daughter, and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance, and has a particular fondness for werewolves, vampires, and the Fae. Her award-winning vampire series - The Tranquilli Bloodline - is available from Champagne Books.  Diamond Moon is her first werewolf story for Decadent Publishing’s Black Hills Wolves shifter line.

When not writing, you’ll find Celia exercising, reading a good book, hanging with her family, or indulging her addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.










Friday, February 12, 2016

Victoria's Destiny #pararom #romanticsuspense #romanticthriller @decadentpub

Just got a contract from Decadent Publishing for Victoria's Destiny. 

For as long as Victoria Spiere can remember, she’s been cursed with visions that reveal when someone's life is about to change. Living in the shadows, she’s afraid the world might learn her secret and label her the freak that she believes she is. When a crack reporter discovers her ability, splashing her face on the cover of a tell-all rag, her worst nightmare is realized. Abandoning the security of her home, she takes refuge with her best friend in Savannah, Georgia.
For eighteen months, Detective River Chastain hunted the Valentine Killer, intent on stopping his murderous spree in Austin, Texas. But just when the killer is discovered and the madness ends, River's entire life turns upside down. Put on trial, dragged through the courts, and relieved of his badge and gun, he believes his career is at an end...until he's offered a detective's job in Savannah. Two weeks after moving to the East Coast, he finds himself facing a murder eerily similar to those perpetrated by the Valentine Killer. When a sultry blonde knows more about the case than she should, he's not sure what to think. Could she be a copycat, deciding to take up where Austin's infamous murderer left off?

Within days of her arrival to Savannah, Victoria finds herself at the top of the handsome detective's suspect list. But the more time she spends with him, the harder she falls for him. Then the cursed visions come fast and heavy, linking everyone dear to her to the killer. Time is running out, and with only two weeks to convince River that she's not the killer, she unwittingly leads the detective into a sinister paranormal world that neither of them knew existed. Can their love survive the evil stalking the women of Savannah?