Favorite Quote Friday #93

Happy Friday!  How was your week?  Mine was full of writing (Immortal Guardians Book 5) and blog tour planning.  :-)  Only two months to go until the release of Darkness Rises, Immortal Guardians Book 4!  I'm so excited!

In case you haven't heard, Affaire de Coeur is holding a Cover Art Contest.  Darkness Rises is a contestant in the Hot Guyz Patrol.  :-)  If you get a chance, pop over and vote for your favorite covers!  There are also Gorgeous Gals and Uniquely Yours categories.

 Kensington is giving away 10 copies of Darkness Rises on Goodreads!  The contest has already begun and will last through August 31st!  You can find all of the details and enter HERE.

I also feel a facebook contest coming on.  My internet service has been hinky lately, but I hopefully will be able to give an ARC of Darkness Rises + swag away sometime in the next few days.  My facebook contests usually only last 24 hours or so, so I thought I'd give you a heads-up.  You can find my page HERE.  :-)

It's time once more for Favorite Quote Friday!  Since I've been spending the week planning good things to celebrate Darkness Rises' release on October 1st, I thought I would post an excerpt to give you a taste of what's to come.  It features the hero — Étienne — and the heroine — Krysta.  For those who aren't familiar with my Immortal Guardians series, Étienne is telepathic.  :-)

A low chuckle wafted on the night.

Eyes widening, she drew her second sword and turned in a slow circle. “Damn it! Show yourself!”

“Well, since you asked so nicely,” a deep voice laced with a French accent purred behind her.

Gasping, she spun around and swung a shoto.

Once more, he caught her wrist. “Careful.” The warning was gentle, carrying neither malice nor anger.

Krysta stared.

His touch sent electricity tickling its way up her arm. His flesh was warm, his long fingers free of callouses.

Her heart slammed against her ribs as butterflies erupted in her stomach.

She should be furious. Frightened. Instead, she felt as excited as she would on a first date.

Crap.

Stepping back, she withdrew her arm from his grasp.

Dropping his hand, he tilted his head and studied her with those entrancing amber eyes.

Yeah, he was hot all right.

Short midnight hair glinted in the moonlight. Faint stubble shadowed a strong jaw. Straight nose. Broad shoulders. What was clearly a well-developed, muscular build beneath a black T-shirt that clung to him courtesy of the vampire blood that saturated its front. Slim waist. Slim hips. All revealed by the gap in the long black coat he wore.

She didn’t let her gaze stray further. The last thing she wanted to do while facing him was blush like a school girl if he had a nice package.

His tempting lips stretched in a slow smile.

I hope you'll enjoy their story. :-)

Have a wonderful weekend!

Dianne