Paranormal Romance Howloween Blog Hop

Welcome to the Paranormal Romance Howloween Blog Hop, hosted by Romance Blog Hops!  We're celebrating Halloween with giveaways galore!  So settle back, check out some awesome paranormal reads, and enter to win lots of treats!  Vampires.  Immortals.  Shifters.  Demons.  Gargoyles.  Aliens.  Ghosts.  You just don't know who or what you'll encounter on the next stop.  

This stop is all about dark and dangerous Immortal Guardians.  If you like powerful males who are drawn to strong women, danger mixed with humor, action interspersed with steamy romance, then Night Unbound is for you!

A USA TODAY Bestseller

with 130 5-star reviews on Amazon

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"Book after book, Duvall brings her readers complex,

fascinating tales of romance, danger and loyalty."

—RT Book Reviews

"Fans of paranormal romance who haven't discovered

this series yet are really missing out on something

extraordinary."

—Long and Short Reviews

For centuries, Lisette d'Alençon has been a warrior against the dark. She fights alongside her brothers and comrades. But when the dreams start coming, she can't bear to confess them to the Immortal Guardians' command. Dreams of a dark-haired man with soft eyes and brutal wounds, a man her heart aches for—and a man she knows has been declared a traitor.

Zach is an exile, a loner. He won't defend himself against false accusations or grovel to those who should have faith in him. But he'll damn sure defend the woman who kept him sane against a plague of super-vamps that seems to have appeared from nowhere. The Guardians will blame him, and that will make Lisette suspect, too. With life, death and eternity on the line, who can they really trust? 

Excerpt

“Don’t do it,” she counseled herself softly as a compulsion grew within her. 

Yet again, the words didn’t stop her.

Sighing, she looked up and searched the rooftops around her, waiting to see if a dark, winged figure would separate itself from the shadows.

It didn’t.

“You knew he wouldn’t be there,” she muttered with disgust, and bent to retrieve the bowie knives.

“Who wouldn’t?” a deep voice queried softly.

Gasping, she straightened and spun around.  “You.”

Just as she had imagined a thousand times, a tall figure emerged from the darkness and slowly approached her.  Damned near seven feet tall, he towered over her five-foot six-inch form.  Dark leather pants.  No shirt.  Just a leanly muscled form bereft of hair except for the raven tresses that adorned his head and fell beneath his shoulders. 

Behind him spread beautiful wings that would span twelve or fourteen feet when fully extended.  Nearly translucent, the feathers that graced them were the same tan as his skin at the wings’ base and darkened to black at their tips.  Her fingers curled as she remembered touching them.  Just once.  So soft.  Like the hair on a newborn baby’s head.

“Zach,” she breathed.  The last time she had seen him he had saved her life.

Stopping several feet away, he closed his eyes for a moment.  “You remember my name.”

“Of course I do,” she said, heart racing.  “It’s only been four months.”

His eyes opened, so dark a brown they were nearly black.  “Is that how long it’s been?  Four months?”

She nodded.

“Who were you looking for?” he asked.

“You,” she admitted, though she knew she shouldn’t.  

A month ago, when curiosity and no recent sightings had driven her to ask about this intriguing, yet formidable immortal, Seth had not reacted well.  Face dark with rage, he had instructed her to forget Zach and to stay away from him. 

Zach tilted his head to one side.  “Why?”

“I . . . ” Can’t stop thinking about you.  “I wanted to apologize.”

“For what?”  

Was that moisture forming on his forehead?  Even immortals her age could regulate their body’s temperature without thinking about it.  Though the night was unusually warm, his body should be cool.

“For what?” he asked again.

She swallowed hard, wishing now she had thought of another answer.  This man possessed almost as much power as Seth.  Pissing him off probably wasn’t a very good idea.

He glanced to the side, as though he heard something she couldn’t.  “I don’t have much time,” he murmured, and returned his attention to her.

“I wanted to apologize because . . . I think I said something that made Seth angry at you.”

His eyes flashed golden.  “What?”

Thunder rumbled overhead, drawing her wary gaze.  “After we fought Donald’s mercenaries that last time, I asked Seth why he didn’t just do what you did when you came to my rescue and kill all of our enemies with a thought instead of letting us risk our existence in battle with them.”  She shook her head.  “The question seemed to anger him.”  An understatement.  “But that anger seemed to be directed at . . . you.”  

A shadow formed on Zach’s chest.

No.  Not a shadow.  A large bruise.  Another darkened the area around one eye.

“I thought . . . ”  

A long gash, like that cut by a whip, streaked across his chest, parting the bruise.  

What the hell?

Her gaze darted all around them, seeking but finding no assailant.  “I thought,” she stuttered, “that might be why I haven’t seen you around.”  More gashes opened on his flesh as he stared at her, his handsome face expressionless.  “I thought Seth might have told you to stay away.”  An ugly abrasion formed on his temple.  Blood trailed down to the edge of his strong jaw and drip, drip, dripped onto his broad shoulder.  She took a step forward.  “Zach, what’s happening to you?”

In what seemed like seconds, bleeding lash marks striped his arms, shoulders, chest, and abdomen.  His jaw clenched as, beneath her horrified gaze, bones in his wings began to break.

Swearing, she raced to his side, swords raised to combat . . . whoever the hell was doing this to him.

Feathers fluttered to the ground at his feet as he staggered.  Those still attached to his wings began to glisten with crimson liquid as wound after wound appeared.

“Who’s doing this?” she shouted, panic threatening.  Who could move so fast that even she couldn’t see them?

“I can’t stay,” he whispered, blood painting his teeth and staining his lips.

“Who’s doing this to you?” she repeated urgently.  “How can I help you?”

He shook his head.  “You can’t.  I can’t believe you would even want to, knowing . . . ”

“Knowing what?”

He grunted as another bone snapped.

“Zach!”

His eyes rolled back as his knees bent.

Lisette dropped her swords and thrust her arms out to catch him as he sank toward the ground.

A warm breeze washed over her as he vanished inches before they touched.

Shaken, she stared down at her empty arms.  “Zach?”

Turning in a circle, she waited for whatever unseen force had attacked him to turn its attention on her and begin inflicting wounds.

It didn’t.

“Zach!”

Grand Prize Giveaway

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My Giveaway

An autographed copy of Night Unbound plus an Immortal Guardians swag pack (2 postcards, 6 bookmarks, and 6 trading cards)

Details

The Paranormal Romance Howloween Blog Hop runs from October 30, 2014 through November 1, 2014, 11:59pm Eastern.  My giveaway is international.

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