Night Unbound, Immortal Guardians Book 5, has begun to hit some of Amazon's Bestseller lists! Woohoo! Look what awesome company Night Unbound was keeping on Amazon's Top 100 Paranormal Vampire Romance and Top 100 Ghost Romance lists yesterday. ;-)
I'll let you know as more pre-order options become available.
I thought I would celebrate with another flash contest on my Facebook Author Page, so look for one to appear today. I'll randomly select a winner late Saturday night. :-)
RT Reviewers' Choice Award for Best Vampire Romance Nominee
It's time once more for Favorite Quote Friday! Since I'm so excited about Zach and Lisette's story (Night Unbound), I thought I would give you a glimpse of one of their first encounters in the series. The following excerpt is taken from Darkness Rises, Immortal Guardians Book 4, and is told from Lisette's point of view:
Her knees buckled.
Zach caught her before she could hit the ground. "Easy," he said, his voice soft and deep. Kneeling, he laid her on the ground with her upper body cradled in his lap.
Moonlight formed a halo around his head as she stared up at him, struggling for breath.
The bullets had done a lot of damage. She knew that, rather than kill her, excessive damage would send her into a sort of stasis not unlike the hibernation of a water bear. But she had never done that before and couldn't help but fear the prospect as she felt her heart rate slow. And slow some more.
He rested a hand on her chest.
At first she thought he was feeling her up and forgot everything else in a few seconds' shock. Then she realized his thumb rested upon her collar bone and his fingers weren't splayed enough to reach her breasts.
His hand heated, warm and comforting. A tingling feeling engulfed her, part pleasure and part pain, beginning in her chest and sweeping down her arms to her fingers, down her torso to her thighs, calves, and toes. Misshapen bullets emerged from her flesh. Bleeding ceased. Wounds closed. Bones shattered by bullets fused themselves back together. Her collapsed lung reinflated. Her breathing grew easier. The pain receded, then vanished entirely.
He removed his hand from her chest, curling it into a loose fist then rubbing his thumb against his fingers as though touching her had made him tingle.
She sat up, but didn't move away. Just to double check, she pulled the neckline of her sticky shirt away from her body and peered down through it at her bare chest and bra-encased breasts. No wounds. Only dried blood.
She let the material fall back against her and stared up at him, too tired to attempt to stand yet. He had healed her wounds, but severe blood loss still rendered her weak.
A shiver shook her.
He unfurled his beautiful wings and cupped them around her like a tent, keeping the breeze at bay.
"Who are you?" she asked when she could find her voice.
Thank you again so much! Have a wonderful weekend!