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Thank you to the wonderful ladies at Realms for inviting me to blog about my Highlanders. I’m always willing to talk about my hunky Warriors.

For those unfamiliar with my Dark Sword series let me tell you a bit about it.

The Warriors are a group of Highlanders who are the greatest warriors of their clan/family. By being so, they carry within their blood primeval gods that once unbound, not only make them immortal but give the Highlanders enhanced abilities and special powers. They also transform by way of claws and fangs, but also each god has a color, so the Highlanders turn the color of their god.

The series begins with the three MacLeod brothers. Why the MacLeods? Because when I developed the legend for the series, I made it so that one clan was listed for the villainess to find – MacLeod.

There are so many legends and myths of Scotland that it’s hard to know what was real and what wasn’t. So, when I began the series, I developed a legend of my own: What if Rome was driven out of Britain by magic?

And by magic I mean Druids. Two sects actually (good and bad). It’s the evil Druids who call up the primeval gods from Hell, but it takes both sects to bind the gods inside the men. Until my villain, centuries later, sets the gods free once more in her bid to take over the world.

The villain, Deirdre, is twisted by the black magic running through her. She destroys not only the MacLeod family in her bid to find the brothers, but the entire clan. Nothing is left. The MacLeod brothers manage to escape Deirdre once their gods are unbound, but afterward they sit in their ruining castle for three hundred years and try to survive who and what they are.

It’s the middle brother, Lucan (DANGEROUS HIGHLANDER – Jan 2010), who holds the brothers together. He’s the rational one. The one who will sacrifice his own wants and needs in support of his brothers. Until Cara. He’s also the one who has learned to control his god– and learned to use his power.

The eldest, Fallon (FORBIDDEN HIGHLANDER – May 2010) turns to wine to dull his god as well as to forget that he wasn’t able to protect his clan when he was needed most. He’s the thinker, the one who wants to over think things. Drowned in wine as he has been, Fallon doesn’t know the first thing about his god or any power he might have. He’s put to the ultimate test when he has no choice but to let loose his god.


Yet, there are other Warriors. You meet Galen, Broc, Hayden (one of my favorites!), Ramsey, Camdyn, and Logan in Fallon’s book. As with the brothers, each Warrior has his own history and power. And their own beef with Deirdre.

In Quinn’s book, you meet the final set of Warriors - Ian, Duncan, Arran, Charon (another of my favs!), and Phelan.

It’s been a lot of fun taking each Warrior’s power and using it for or against him. To add to the conflict, their heroines are Druids who each hold a special type of magic. With the Warriors being such strong, rugged men their heroines have to be just as stalwart to be able to stand beside them.

Besides the internal conflict my Warriors and their heroines have to endure, there is the overall series arc of Deirdre and her quest to have all men bow before her. There is nothing she won’t do, no one she won’t sacrifice to achieve her goals. After nearly a millennia of being alive, her magic is a terrifying force.

To find out more about me please visit my website at www.DonnaGrant.com. To learn more about the Dark Sword series, see pics of the Warriors, search characters, take the quiz, or watch the book trailers, please visit www.donnagrant.com/DarkSword

Hugs,
D

GIVEAWAY - Donna has been so generous to add a party gift to this week:
A signed copy of FORBIDDEN HIGHLANDER (winner will be picked via random.org and announced on October 18th)

The blurbs/excerpt & book trailers:

Dangerous Highlander ~ Forbidden Highlander ~ Wicked Highlander

and I'll leave you with a cherry on the hawt highlander cake...

First a big thanks to ROOB for inviting me to blog. I’m so happy to be here, and am giving away a set of my books, Shadow Bound and Shadow Fall, to a lucky commenter.
First a question: When a person gives their life for something, it’s often considered the ultimate selfless act. So what happens if someone gives up their… death?

I can remember exactly when I was piecing out the ideas for the first book in my Shadow series, Shadow Bound. I was sitting on my bedroom floor, in pajamas, brainstorming. I had sticky notes. And I think I was talking to myself out loud. A mythology book was open and I recall passing an entry for “banshee”. Something clicked in my head and so I stopped there. The boundary between life and death has always interested me, and so using a banshee as my heroine had all sorts of possibilities.

But I still couldn’t get a handle on her. I needed to know more. I had to know how she came to be, how she was conceived. As a world-building exercise, I wrote what is now the prologue of Shadow Bound. You can read it here
 
In it, a mortal woman seduces a fae lord of Twilight, the land between the mortal world and the Hereafter. She names him Shadowman, but to other people he’s called the Grim Reaper, aka Death. His duty is to courier souls across his faery realm upon their deaths. Twilight is the place of magic, of nightmare and dreams.

Then I understood that my banshee, Talia O’Brien, has one foot in each world, and therefore has a unique perspective on both sides of the veil. Except Talia doesn’t know what she is; all she knows is that when she screams, the Grim Reaper comes. Shadow is her refuge; she can hide herself in it and blind others with darkness.

When Shadowman trespassed into the mortal world, he inadvertently let a demon, the Death Collector, cross as well. In the mortal realm, The Death Collector offers immortality to anybody who wants it. All a person has to do is give up their death (and their soul) to get it, becoming a wraith.

Enter Adam Thorne, Shadow Bound’s hero. His brother Jacob made this hideous trade. Jacob has become a monster and now has to feed on other human beings to retain any semblance of humanity. At first Adam wanted to save Jacob, but long years of work and misery have made him just want to kill him. But Adam can’t. Jacob is immortal. Adam needs somebody who can call Shadowman to cut Jacob out of the world—he needs Talia. He gets a lot more than he expected. A sleeping beauty and a badass rolled into one. And watch out when she screams. You can read more about Adam and Jacob in a special prequel excerpt here
 
I sold Shadow Bound out of a contest. When I spoke to my future editor, she told me about a new program for debut authors that the publisher was initiating—Dorchester’s Publisher’s Pledge. I was very honored that Shadow Bound was selected for this program. First, the program includes a letter from my editor in the front matter of my published book. It also includes a money-back guarantee to readers, encouraging them to try a new author. I was thrilled to be included, and utterly blown away when she also made the second book in the series, Shadow Fall, a Publisher’s Pledge title too.

The second book in the series, Shadow Fall, centers on Custo Santovari, a character who was introduced in Shadow Bound. Well, tortured is more like it. And he’s tortured some more in his own story as he tries to save Annabella, a ballerina who has lured a wolf out of Twilight. Annabella is about to make her debut as the principal dancer in Giselle. But as in a dream, the story of her ballet transcends to fairy tale and is enacted both on the stage and in fae Twilight. She is seduced by the magic, and yet must master it.

Here are the back cover blurbs for both books:

 

Shadow Bound


Death

Some people will do anything to avoid it. Even trade their immortal souls for endless existence.

Wraiths

Secretly, inexorably, they are infiltrating our world, sucking the essence out of unsuspecting victims with their hideous parody of a kiss.

Segue

Adam Thorne founded the Segue Institute to study and destroy his monster of a brother, but the key to its success is held in the pale, slender hand of a woman on the run. There is something hauntingly different about Talia O’Brien, her unknowing sensuality, her uncanny way of slipping into Shadow.

Twilight

This is the place between life and what comes after—a dark forest of fantasy, filled with beauty, peril, mystery. And Talia is about to open the door.

 

Shadow Fall


Sacrifice

Custo Santovari accepted pain, blood, even death, to save his best friend. But a man with all his sins just isn't cut out to be an angel.

Mystery

One moment he's fleeing Heaven; the next, he's waking up stark naked in Manhattan. In the middle of a war. Called there by a woman who's desperately afraid of the dark.

Shadow

It gathers around Annabella as she performs, filled with fantastic images of another world, bringing both a golden hero and a nightmare lover.

Wolf

He pursues her relentlessly, twisting her desires even as she gives herself to the man she loves. Because each of us has a wild side, and Annabella is about to unleash the beast.

Author’s bio:

Erin Kellison is the author of the Shadow Series, which includes Shadow Bound and Shadow Fall. Stories have always been a central part of Erin Kellison's life. She attempted her first book in sixth grade, a dark fantasy adventure, and still has those early hand-written chapters. She graduated summa cum laude with a degree in English Language and Literature, and went on for a masters in Cultural Anthropology, focusing on oral storytelling. When she had children, nothing scared her anymore, so her focus shifted to writing fiction. She lives in Arizona with her two beautiful daughters and husband, and she will have a dog (breed undetermined) when her youngest turns five.

You can contact Erin though her website, http://www.erinkellison.com/ where you can also sign up to receive her newsletter.

****Giveaway****
International, begins 7-27 and ends 8-3-2010. Erin Kellison has been extremely generous and will giveaway both SHADOW FALL & SHADOW BOUND to one commenter. Leave a [meaningfull] comment to be entered and a way for us to contact you. 
 

Hi Everyone,
Thanks to Pearl, Leontine, Natascha and Marissa (four of the most romantic names, ever!) for inviting me to talk about how my debut contemporary cowboy romance, LIBERTY STARR came about.

It all started late last summer. I was at the dentist’s office, half-watching a psychiatrist on a TV talk show who was saying that men are confused today because we women are so hard on them. At this point, I would have switched the channel, but there were at least 3 men glued to the TV. So, my choices were to sit back and allow her to distract me, or obsess about the nine inch drill that was about to go into my mouth.

Here’s what I remember the psychologist saying (and I have admittedly taken some liberties). We want our men to be sensitive, to be able to cry if the situation warrants—but we criticize and lose respect for them if they cry too much. Right there and then, this psychologist looked directly out at me from TV-land and said, “Isn’t this true—isn’t this what we women do?” I had to admit to myself that at least in my case, it was true. All three men looked at me, their eyes full of accusation. I slunk low in my chair wishing I could disappear into the fabric. It was the first time I found myself hoping the dentist would hurry up and call my name! She said that we want our men to support our career aspirations and not be intimidated if we make more money than they do, but we also want them to please-oh-please buy us the 3 ct. diamond ring and the big house. In fact, we secretly want them to be independently wealthy so we don’t have to work if we don’t want to, but that they should understand we could be executive material. We want the man who will even make time for our girlfriends—note that I said ‘make time for’ not ‘make time with’. And, can we please have men who aren’t kitchen-phobic—who can make a lovely avocado salad as well as grill a thick steak (or brats if that works better for you), and happily take out the garbage afterward. I smiled at the guys—it was their turn to slink low in their seats.

We want these same men to be the heroes of the world… as long as they don’t encroach on our own heroic endeavors. We want them to be tall, strong, masculine—but we get to define what masculine means, because he can’t be too much of a caveman. After all, we have to be able to take him out in public. We expect our men to man up, to step up, to open doors for us, and to know when to ask permission first, or when we want to be tossed onto the bed and ravished. She had me half-laughing and half-crying because what poor man can live up to all that? Still, if I’d been in her audience I would have liked to ask her, okay, but is it any different for women? Don’t men have as many conflicting demands for who women should be? With all of these conflicts—all of this noise—just how do men and women ever manage to get together? That night while in that half-conscious state just before sleep as I was still mulling all of this over, Liberty, the heroine of the novel I would soon write,hopped off her horse and walked right into my dreams, wearing nothing but a Stetson. I said, "You've got the wrong girl, honey," but she grinned and jerked her head to the side. Sure enough, along came Rafe--wearing the same getup. It was love at first sight... for all of us!

The next morning I sat down to write about these two characters, still remembering the psychologist’s claims. As a romance author, I try to create the perfect hero—one who is flawed in many ways (like any of us), but who is perfect for the story, and for the heroine. It occurred to me that it might be interesting to write a hero who was inherently good, but who had a huge secret—a man who would deliberately misrepresent himself in order to hide that secret—to pretend to be who he wasn’t. Give that man a lot of power, and it would be interesting to see what he did with it. Suddenly, my hero Rafe, became an undercover FBI agent, with a secret, and a lot of power to change the lives of those he was investigating. His cover? To be just another cowboy down on his luck with a saddle, a Stetson, and very little else.

When I begin a story, I don’t try to map it out much more than I’ve just described. I don’t want to bend my characters to my will until I understand better who they are and what they’re about. Although it’s a wild ride never knowing (for sure) where I’m going, I let my characters run pretty free in the first draft of anything I write. By the time the draft is done, I’ve finally ‘played’ with them enough to know who they are. That’s when I get serious and do some pretty intense profiling. My characters don’t always like to be tamed—to them, it feels a little like having their wings clipped. But I tell them everyone has to learn a little discipline at some point in their lives. Rafe knew who he was from the moment he walked out of my consciousness and onto the page. He told me he was of Ute, Hispanic and Caucasian lineage. That he grew up poor on a ranch in Salt Lake City. That he was a skilled cowboy with a fine mind for detail. He let me know he was as elusive with women as a shadow—that he’d never been in love and wasn’t planning on it in his future. That he was capable of just about anything if the situation warranted, but preferred to be peaceful. So my job was easy when it came to Rafe. All I had to do was listen to him… until he was so distracted by Liberty, he started getting confused about himself.

What will a man who depends on knowing himself well do, when he is suddenly confused about who he is and why he’s doing what he’s doing—and in love for the first time? Suddenly I realized that I was writing a character who was feeling the effects of what the psychologist had been talking about. On the other hand, Liberty, the heroine kept going wild on me, no matter how many drafts I wrote. My biggest problem with her? I couldn’t get her to keep her clothes on—not even in the rewrites. At first I thought it was because she didn’t have a clue who she was. As it turns out, there was a good reason she kept kicking off her clothes. Libby was raised in a nudist colony and while she’s not a practicing nudist, she is a practicing naturist and loves being naked in nature. She kept hopping on her horse Marengo to ride her private trails in the buff, and doing yoga outside with the sun streaming down on her well-tanned body. She knew exactly who she was. Together, Libby and Rafe have an intimacy that is both sizzling hot, and romantically compelling. Always a little dangerous, she still manages to teach Rafe how to be lighter-hearted and playful. But, don’t make the mistake of thinking Libby is all fluff. She runs a successful inn and equestrian center, and can give Rafe a run for his money when it comes to her rodeo skills—and her brains. When I (or any author for that matter) write a romance, I walk that fine line between the everyday stuff of our lives, and fantasy, with the goal of weaving them together to create something special. What I hope to give readers is laughter, tears, a whole heck-of-a-lot of titillation, and a hero and heroine who become something more because they’re together. Not because they complete each other (I’m too much of a realist for that) but because every time we connect with a new person and let them into our lives, our world gets a little larger. Libby and Rafe become something more by being together, even while they work out the kinks of roles and expectations. That something more is what you, the reader get to discover as you experience the story. If I’ve done my job well, you’ll close the book with a sigh and wish it wasn’t over.

Leontine asked me to talk a little about the characteristics, quirks and passions cowboys and FBI agents should have. After I wrote the first draft of LIBERTY STARR, it became clear to me that as a cowboy Rafe looks like this: Fun-loving, athletic, killer-handsome, good hair (a cowboy’s got to have hair that can handle the hat-hair effect caused by a Stetson), a sense of humor, and cowboy eyes (this needs no further definition!). Cowboys have that air of needing a lot of space. They’re untouched by love—as if their need for space moves them just out of a woman’s reach. Finally, a cowboy must have one last thing… a great pair of… leather chaps. And, it’s up to him whether he wears them with or without jeans :)

As an FBI agent, Rafe looks like this:

Dangerous, driven, a true alpha male with a powerfully protective instinct who searches for truth. He’s irresistible and incorruptible. He’s uncompromising and because of this, he might lose the love of his life. He’s the kind of man who will chose what’s right over love. Or is he? :)

As readers and writers, are these characteristics consistent with your idea of what makes up the essential ingredients for cowboys and FBI agents? I’d love to hear from you. Leave a comment on this blog, my blog or drop me an email!

Thanks for visiting with me today. Here’s the story description and a short excerpt. If you pick up a copy of LIBERTY STARR, I hope it takes you deep into the once sleepy town of Stone Hill, Colorado where more than the rodeo is kicking up a lot of dust. And do let me know how you enjoyed it!

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Blurb
Rafe had never met a truly irresistible woman, until he met Liberty.

Libby has the kind of beauty that comes on slow—strikes a guy the longer he looks. And Rafe sure is having a fine time looking, and touching, and loving Liberty Starr. The only problem is that Rafe is pretending to be just another cowboy down on his luck. Working for the FBI, he’s come to Stone Hill, Colorado, to investigate the man Libby loves like a father.

He was just another cowboy. Free-spirited Libby offers him a job and a place to stay. Together they spark like wildfire, their intense passion filling their days and nights. But Rafe is only in town for the summer, and while Liberty is willing to risk her heart, secrets threaten any possibility of a future together…
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Excerpt from Chapter Four

She was half-blinded by a new round of tears as she left the house and headed for the stables. She didn’t even see Rafe until he caught her. She buried her face in his chest. She didn’t care whether he was Rafe the playful, ardent lover or Rafe the dark and sulky version. All she cared was that he was there. That his arms wrapped around her as if she belonged in them. That he held every part of her body against every part of his. She wept into his chest until she had nothing left. Her

soul ached for that lonely man who had never really learned how to connect with another human being. After a while, she grew silent, and still Rafe held her. When at last she was breathing normally, he said, “I don’t know what happened in there, but if he hurt you in any way…”

“He didn’t hurt me. Quite the opposite.”

“Well something he did made you cry.”

“Yes.” She brought her mouth to the soft place between his jaw and his neck.

“Yes. I am crying because of him.”

Rafe held her even more firmly but said nothing. She could feel the tic of his jaw. Instinctively, she brought her lips to the tick. “It’s not like that. It’s not what you think. He didn’t do anything to me.”

“I’ve heard enough around town to know he’s an unfeeling bastard.”

“No, no. That’s just what people say about him.” She kissed his neck, aware that he was supporting the full weight of her body. She kissed the underside of his chin and the hollow between his shoulder and collarbone, aware that his jaw was still ticking.

Rafe swung her into his arms. She closed her eyes and turned in to him. She wouldhave crawled into his skin if she could have. “Open your eyes, Elle.”

“No, no,” she murmured, kissing his ear.

“Elle, open your eyes. There’s something you need to see.”

The last thing Libby wanted to do was open her eyes. She brought her lips over his. She hadn’t meant to. There just wasn’t any way not to. At first he didn’t respond, but she knew it was just a matter of moments. She felt his arms tighten,

his back grow taut. She heard his breath quicken and felt the beat of his heart against hers. When his mouth opened, she drank him in. His lips captured hers, pulling at them until she was breathless. He moved to her neck. The gentle suction caused her to cry out, and then he was back, moving his lips over hers until she was nearly limp from the pleasure of it. He set her on her feet. “There’s something you should see.” He slid his hand into hers and drew her into the stable where Jared had worked so diligently on the injured mustang, earlier.

“Look.” Libby looked and saw that the mare was no longer down, but back on her feet. Marengo was in the same stall. He stood very close, as if guarding the mare.

“I think you’ve lost him to another woman.”

Libby whirled into Rafe’s chest and cried again. This time he laughed. “I can’t figure out if you’re happy or sad. But one thing’s for sure. I’m going to need a new shirt.” 84 Liberty Starr

“Oh, take the damn thing off.” She peeled his shirt away from his skin, and leaned into him. He chuckled even as his arms slid back around her.

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Read Pearl's review of LIBERT STARR here

eBook; 263 pages
Publisher: Carina Press, June 7, 2010
ISBN-10: 1426890024
ISBN-13: 978-1426890024
Genre: Historical Romance
Book: Book One in Napoleonic Series
Main Characters: Arie De Voss & Mathilda Heidel
On sale at: Carina Press

SYNOPSIS
Tormented by guilt. Haunted by scandal. Freed by love.

Austria, 1804
Eight years ago, Dutch composer Arie De Voss claimed his late mentor's final symphony as his own and became an icon. But fame has a price: fear of discovery now poisons his attempts to compose a redemptive masterpiece. Until a new muse appears, intoxicating and inspiring him...

Mathilda Heidel renounced her own musical gift to marry, seeking a quiet life to escape the shame surrounding her birth. Sudden widowhood finds her tempted by song once more. An unexpected introduction to her idol, Arie De Voss, renews Mathilda's passion for the violin--and ignites a passion for the man himself.

But when lust and lies reach a crescendo, Arie will be forced to choose: love or truth?

My latest historical romance, SONG OF SEDUCTION, is released by Carina Press this week, and I know that many writers and readers have had questions about Harlequin's brand new digital-first venture. I can only speak for my experiences, but I also dragged my lovely editor, Deborah Nemeth, to give us her point of view too.

I submitted SONG OF SEDUCTION to Carina on its first day open for acquisitions. The tagline "Where no great story goes untold" really caught my attention. For three years I'd tried finding a good home for my Austrian-set historical romance. Editors loved my voice and the characters, but the Austrian setting was a deal-breaker.

But Carina seemed different, with the full weight of Harlequin at its back to ensure the venture had a fighting chance. When Executive Editor Angela James offered to acquire SONG OF SEDUCTION (ROOB review) and make it part of the initial batch of Carina offerings for the June 7th launch, I was thrilled.

Working with Deborah Nemeth was also a thrill. She adored my story, which had so long been overlooked because of its unusual setting. Her editorial direction helped resolve a few pesky places that had been bugging me for ages. The romance is stronger because of her input.

To be honest, there's no telling how well all of this will go. Carina Press is, at its heart, an experiment. But they've taken a chance on my story and given me the tools to make it a success. If those same chances are being taken across the whole of Carina Press's literary offerings, then, as readers, we'll all in for a treat! I couldn't ask for more.

Now I'll turn it over to Deb!


I was thrilled to become one of Carina Press’s developmental editors. Harlequin is one of the savviest digital publishers out there, and as one of their imprints, Carina Press is fortunate to have a production team with members who have up to ten years of digital experience. I like working for smart people from whom I can continue to learn and grow, and you don’t get much sharper than Angela James, our executive editor.

And as much as I love romance, I enjoy having the freedom to acquire and edit in any genre, from straight mysteries and SFF to love stories that don’t have a traditional romance structure/ending. Carina gives authors this same freedom from genre constraints while enabling them to benefit from Harlequin’s publishing expertise.

With regard to acquisitions, I want to see strong, flawed characters who are passionate about their goals. I like stories to take off from the first page and mount to a grand finale, engaging my emotions, although with a mystery the engagement may be more cerebral. I acquire all heat levels from sweet to erotica, all lengths over 15k words. I'm open to most genres--anything but young adult, inspirational or super-gory horror (but there are other Carina Press editors who'll love to read your inspy or horror ms).

• I like mysteries to be clever, whether cozy or hard-boiled or procedural, with or without romantic elements.
• I'm seeking richly detailed, well-researched historical fiction and historical romance with dialogue that subtly conveys the period flavor while still being readable and natural-sounding. I'm wide open when it comes to time periods, settings and characters--centurions, knights, Saracens, Vikings, princes, artists, explorers, Moguls, concubines, mandarins, privateers, Regency bucks, cowboys, samurai, sheriffs, courtesans, bootleggers, squadron leaders.
• I'm looking for all sorts of SFF, from epic fantasies, space operas, and steampunk to paranormals featuring shifters, vamps, demons, witches, ghosts, psychics, djinn and fae.
• In a thriller/suspense novel I look for fast-paced action and plenty of plot twists.
• I enjoy both angsty women's fiction and lighthearted romantic comedies/chick lit.
• In a contemporary romance I like to see strong, well-structured conflict, something beyond a misunderstanding or a character's determination not to commit.
• I'm seeking multicultural fiction that explores the challenges posed by different traditions. A former resident of Puerto Rico, I'm particularly attracted to Latin cultures, but I'm interested in all types of heritages as well interracial romances and fiction depicting any immigrant experience.
• I'm open to GLBT fiction in all genres and heat levels.
• Genre blends are welcome: historical paranormal, m/m fantasy, paranormal suspense, and so on. I'd love to acquire a space opera, steampunk or historical mystery with a really cool sleuth to base a series on.

I accept direct submissions. Send your query in the body of an email and attach a full, polished ms and synopsis in .rtf or .doc files to deborahnemetheditor at gmail.com.
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About Carrie Lofty:
Born in California and raised in the Midwest, Carrie Lofty (official website) met her English husband while studying abroad--the best souvenir! Since completing her master's degree in history, she's been devoted to raising their two precocious daughters, managing Unusual Historicals, and writing romance. Also, look for her "Dark Age Dawning" trilogy of hot-n-dirty apocalyptic romances, co-written with Ann Aguirre under the name Ellen Connor. Nightfall kicks it off in June 2011, available from Berkley Sensation. You can catch up with Carrie on Twitter and Facebook.


About Deborah Nemeth:
Since Deborah Nemeth began reading before her fourth birthday and stops only when she absolutely has to, it was probably inevitable that she would major in English literature and eventually become an editor, a profession she's pursued for five years. As an utter bookslut, she loves to read all sorts of things, from SFF to mysteries to historical romance. Over the years she's lived in Ohio, Michigan, Chicago and Puerto Rico, although she spends most of her time in places such as nineteenth-century Bath or Middle-earth. Currently she lives in the Mid-Atlantic with her husband (a candidate for sainthood) and two beautiful daughters. You may follow her on Twitter.

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It's giveaway / contest time again! Carrie Lofty is giving away a copy of Song of Seduction to one of our visitors, who'll leave a comment on this guestblog-post, telling us who you think are sexy Dutchmen. She made sure to say that links to pictures are highly encouraged!!!! We all love to ogle some man-candy ;-)

On June 16th, 2010 23.59h CET this giveaway will close and a winner will be picked with a random.org generator.
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