Click on pic for the hop's main page. It's time for another fun giveaway blog hop. For this hop, there is a grand prize for the entire hop as well as other giveaways on all the blogs in the hop.
The grand prize giveaway is... A $50 gift card for Amazon! To enter, you must us the Rafflecopter below.
For my giveaway, as with my last two blog hops, everyone who reads this is a winner because I'm giving away FREE eBook copies of my novella, Nocturnal Surrender. See the details on how to get your copy below.
Be sure to check out the end of this post for an exclusive excerpt from the new novel in my Nocturnal Surrender Series, Night Therapy. If you love sexy vampires that actually bite, then you'll love this series. It's full of love, hate, and...retribution!
The grand prize giveaway is... A $50 gift card for Amazon! To enter, you must us the Rafflecopter below.
For my giveaway, as with my last two blog hops, everyone who reads this is a winner because I'm giving away FREE eBook copies of my novella, Nocturnal Surrender. See the details on how to get your copy below.
Be sure to check out the end of this post for an exclusive excerpt from the new novel in my Nocturnal Surrender Series, Night Therapy. If you love sexy vampires that actually bite, then you'll love this series. It's full of love, hate, and...retribution!
Nocturnal Surrender Giveaway...
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After two hundred years in exile, vampire Bastian Evanko has come back to earn his brother's respect and plot revenge against the vampire who murdered his fiancée, Elise. In Lansford, PA, The Sin City of the East, Bastian must fight his rebellious nature and learn to control his impulsiveness so he is no longer considered a scourge on the Evanko name. When he asks for a private dance, and a bite, from stripper Darling Nikki, he gets far more than he bargains for—including another chance at love. But even the love of a beautiful woman isn't enough to sate his need for retribution.
Nicole French simply wants to learn how to live in her new town, come to terms with stripping to pay the bills, and make it through law school without having a breakdown over the painful memories she hides. Having a man in her life is the last thing she needs, but when Bastian Evanko asks for a private dance, and to drink her blood, she ends up with more than just a freaky customer. Things heat up quickly in the private room with the sexy stranger. Only problem is, he likes to pretend he’s a vampire and suck down human blood.
To make matters worse, a war is brewing between vampires and Hunters. And after losing Elise because of her vampire Hunter brother, can Bastian take the risk of bringing Nicole into his life? But, on the other hand, can he pass up another chance at love?
To get your FREE eBook copy of, Nocturnal Surrender, simply head over to THE BOOK'S SMASHWORDS PAGE and use the coupon code NL24V (not case-sensitive) by the end of the hop, 11/7/13.
After two hundred years in exile, vampire Bastian Evanko has come back to earn his brother's respect and plot revenge against the vampire who murdered his fiancée, Elise. In Lansford, PA, The Sin City of the East, Bastian must fight his rebellious nature and learn to control his impulsiveness so he is no longer considered a scourge on the Evanko name. When he asks for a private dance, and a bite, from stripper Darling Nikki, he gets far more than he bargains for—including another chance at love. But even the love of a beautiful woman isn't enough to sate his need for retribution.
Nicole French simply wants to learn how to live in her new town, come to terms with stripping to pay the bills, and make it through law school without having a breakdown over the painful memories she hides. Having a man in her life is the last thing she needs, but when Bastian Evanko asks for a private dance, and to drink her blood, she ends up with more than just a freaky customer. Things heat up quickly in the private room with the sexy stranger. Only problem is, he likes to pretend he’s a vampire and suck down human blood.
To make matters worse, a war is brewing between vampires and Hunters. And after losing Elise because of her vampire Hunter brother, can Bastian take the risk of bringing Nicole into his life? But, on the other hand, can he pass up another chance at love?
To get your FREE eBook copy of, Nocturnal Surrender, simply head over to THE BOOK'S SMASHWORDS PAGE and use the coupon code NL24V (not case-sensitive) by the end of the hop, 11/7/13.
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Night Therapy exclusive excerpt...
Christof’s penthouse was only a few blocks from the club, but a good half hour from Alex’s country home. By the time they arrived, Johnathan’s hands were trembling. He ripped off his helmet and tossed it on the ground in the parking garage. Alex wasted precious time picking it up and placing it in his car.
When Alex caught up with him, Johnathan pounded the button for the elevator repeatedly, tapping his foot and fidgeting. “Why the hell can’t these things move any faster? It’d be quicker to use the stairs.”
Alex rested a hand on his shoulder. “Johnathan, look at me. She’s okay.”
“You don’t know that. I should have had you call him back to be sure.” The elevator finally opened, and Johnathan stepped inside then continued his attack on the buttons. “What the hell was she doing there anyway? And what did he mean about her looking for trouble?”
“We’ll know soon.”
The second the elevator doors opened, Johnathan bolted down the hall to Christof’s door. He burst into the penthouse without knocking. “Stephanie?”
“Well, hello to you, too. Now be quiet, she’s in bed.” Christof had a smug look on his face.
Johnathan strode toward Christof, knowing the elder vampire’s proclivity for using the club’s mortal patrons to fulfill all his needs. “You better not have—”
“Alex, get him under control. I only gave her the suggestion she needed some rest.”
Alex snatched Johnathan from behind just as he was about to grab the lapels of the designer suit the pompous bastard wore. “Stop this. Christof is like family, not some rogue we need take out.”
Christof smirked. “So this is the thanks I get for protecting her? Remind me not to do you any more favors.”
Johnathan glared at Christof, shrugged out of Alex’s grasp, and eased himself onto the plush recliner. “I’m fine. I won’t do anything. But I’m not happy that he fucked with her mind. I want to know what happened.”
“And you will, starting now.” Alex sat across from Christof, giving him a scowl Johnathan knew all too well.
His sire would get answers.
Johnathan couldn’t remain seated with worry gnawing at his brain. He shot up and paced as he listened to Christof explain what he walked in on at the nightclub.
“Wait a minute. You make it sound like you knew her before tonight.” Johnathan remembered Stephanie’s discomfort when he asked her why she wrote vampire novels. Had she been so fascinated by their kind that she would let herself be someone’s—Christof’s—meal?
Christof shifted, avoiding Johnathan’s glower. “I think that’s something you should take up with her.”
Johnathan lunged at Christof, but he was too young to match the older vamp’s speed. He only ended up toppling the oversized sofa and crashing into the baby grand piano behind it. Wood splintered and keys hammered an unmelodious racket.
Before he knew what was happening, Christof yanked him to his feet, eyes molten silver, fangs extended. “Do not think that just because you are Alex’s offspring I will hold back if you continue to disrespect me and my home. You would be drained by now if you were anyone else.”
Christof slammed Johnathan into the marble floor. His head bounced and pain shot through him. The marble cracked from the impact.
But the next sound was Stephanie’s beautiful voice. “Johnathan, are you okay?”
She knelt beside him, glancing from him to Christof then to Alex and back again. He hadn’t realized how much she meant to him before tonight—or maybe it was because of tonight. Because he’d finally allowed someone in. To know what he truly was.
He sat up and a stab of pain made him wince. He touched the back of his head only to pull away and see blood on his fingers. “Fucking bastard.”
Christof rolled his eyes. “Don’t whine like a baby. Your head’s probably already healed, but my living room is going to need some TLC. And you will pay the bill.”
“Yeah, why don’t you send it to me? Too bad I don’t need to shit anymore or I’d use it to wipe my ass.”
Alex stepped closer and extended his hand to Stephanie. “Miss Taylor, please allow me to apologize for these two. They’ve never been able to play well together. I’m Alexander Mitchell, Johnathan’s sire.”
She rose, clearly shaken, and slowly reached for Alex’s hand. “You can call me Stephanie. Nice to meet you… I think.”
Alex laughed. “I can see how you might question it, but I assure you, despite appearances, we’re not bad people. Oh, and you can call me Alex.”
“I…I’ll take your word for it.”
Johnathan stood, the pain subsiding. “Alex is speaking for me and himself, not the prick over there.”
“Get him the hell out of my home. I’ve had enough of this.” Christof crossed to Stephanie, clasped her hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed it. “I look forward to seeing you again, my dear. You know where to find me whenever you desire.” He glanced at Johnathan then turned back to Stephanie. “As you did tonight.”
Johnathan vamped out, preparing for a full-on attack, but Alex jumped between him and the pompous ass.
“Christof, must you antagonize him?” Alex held Johnathan firm.
Christof merely laughed and waved his hand dismissively.
Alex shoved Johnathan toward the door. “Come on. We’re getting out of here before the two of you scare Stephanie again.”
NIGHT THERAPY BLURB
Vampire Johnathan McCombs has spent the last century isolating from humanity whenever possible, trying to come to terms with a past that haunts him. When he finally realizes he needs help dealing with his issues, he seeks out a mortal psychologist, hoping her ethical boundaries of confidentiality will allow him to reveal his secrets. He tries to ignore his growing attraction for his therapist, but when circumstances throw them together outside the professional setting of her office, will he be able to contain his passion?
Psychologist Stephanie Taylor connects with her clients because personal experience has made her understand what heartache and trauma do to a person. But when her hot new client drops the bomb on her that he is a vampire, she has no idea what to do or how to react. Now she must look at her life in a whole new light. She has inadvertently put her life in danger and become part of a dark world she thought was only pretend.
In one night, everything changes. Old rivals pull Stephanie into their fight, and Johnathan must make a life or death decision. But can Stephanie forgive him for the irreversible choice he makes with her life? Can the couple find peace with their individual problems to have a chance at a lasting relationship? And how will the brewing war between vampires and Hunters affect them?
When Alex caught up with him, Johnathan pounded the button for the elevator repeatedly, tapping his foot and fidgeting. “Why the hell can’t these things move any faster? It’d be quicker to use the stairs.”
Alex rested a hand on his shoulder. “Johnathan, look at me. She’s okay.”
“You don’t know that. I should have had you call him back to be sure.” The elevator finally opened, and Johnathan stepped inside then continued his attack on the buttons. “What the hell was she doing there anyway? And what did he mean about her looking for trouble?”
“We’ll know soon.”
The second the elevator doors opened, Johnathan bolted down the hall to Christof’s door. He burst into the penthouse without knocking. “Stephanie?”
“Well, hello to you, too. Now be quiet, she’s in bed.” Christof had a smug look on his face.
Johnathan strode toward Christof, knowing the elder vampire’s proclivity for using the club’s mortal patrons to fulfill all his needs. “You better not have—”
“Alex, get him under control. I only gave her the suggestion she needed some rest.”
Alex snatched Johnathan from behind just as he was about to grab the lapels of the designer suit the pompous bastard wore. “Stop this. Christof is like family, not some rogue we need take out.”
Christof smirked. “So this is the thanks I get for protecting her? Remind me not to do you any more favors.”
Johnathan glared at Christof, shrugged out of Alex’s grasp, and eased himself onto the plush recliner. “I’m fine. I won’t do anything. But I’m not happy that he fucked with her mind. I want to know what happened.”
“And you will, starting now.” Alex sat across from Christof, giving him a scowl Johnathan knew all too well.
His sire would get answers.
Johnathan couldn’t remain seated with worry gnawing at his brain. He shot up and paced as he listened to Christof explain what he walked in on at the nightclub.
“Wait a minute. You make it sound like you knew her before tonight.” Johnathan remembered Stephanie’s discomfort when he asked her why she wrote vampire novels. Had she been so fascinated by their kind that she would let herself be someone’s—Christof’s—meal?
Christof shifted, avoiding Johnathan’s glower. “I think that’s something you should take up with her.”
Johnathan lunged at Christof, but he was too young to match the older vamp’s speed. He only ended up toppling the oversized sofa and crashing into the baby grand piano behind it. Wood splintered and keys hammered an unmelodious racket.
Before he knew what was happening, Christof yanked him to his feet, eyes molten silver, fangs extended. “Do not think that just because you are Alex’s offspring I will hold back if you continue to disrespect me and my home. You would be drained by now if you were anyone else.”
Christof slammed Johnathan into the marble floor. His head bounced and pain shot through him. The marble cracked from the impact.
But the next sound was Stephanie’s beautiful voice. “Johnathan, are you okay?”
She knelt beside him, glancing from him to Christof then to Alex and back again. He hadn’t realized how much she meant to him before tonight—or maybe it was because of tonight. Because he’d finally allowed someone in. To know what he truly was.
He sat up and a stab of pain made him wince. He touched the back of his head only to pull away and see blood on his fingers. “Fucking bastard.”
Christof rolled his eyes. “Don’t whine like a baby. Your head’s probably already healed, but my living room is going to need some TLC. And you will pay the bill.”
“Yeah, why don’t you send it to me? Too bad I don’t need to shit anymore or I’d use it to wipe my ass.”
Alex stepped closer and extended his hand to Stephanie. “Miss Taylor, please allow me to apologize for these two. They’ve never been able to play well together. I’m Alexander Mitchell, Johnathan’s sire.”
She rose, clearly shaken, and slowly reached for Alex’s hand. “You can call me Stephanie. Nice to meet you… I think.”
Alex laughed. “I can see how you might question it, but I assure you, despite appearances, we’re not bad people. Oh, and you can call me Alex.”
“I…I’ll take your word for it.”
Johnathan stood, the pain subsiding. “Alex is speaking for me and himself, not the prick over there.”
“Get him the hell out of my home. I’ve had enough of this.” Christof crossed to Stephanie, clasped her hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed it. “I look forward to seeing you again, my dear. You know where to find me whenever you desire.” He glanced at Johnathan then turned back to Stephanie. “As you did tonight.”
Johnathan vamped out, preparing for a full-on attack, but Alex jumped between him and the pompous ass.
“Christof, must you antagonize him?” Alex held Johnathan firm.
Christof merely laughed and waved his hand dismissively.
Alex shoved Johnathan toward the door. “Come on. We’re getting out of here before the two of you scare Stephanie again.”
NIGHT THERAPY BLURB
Vampire Johnathan McCombs has spent the last century isolating from humanity whenever possible, trying to come to terms with a past that haunts him. When he finally realizes he needs help dealing with his issues, he seeks out a mortal psychologist, hoping her ethical boundaries of confidentiality will allow him to reveal his secrets. He tries to ignore his growing attraction for his therapist, but when circumstances throw them together outside the professional setting of her office, will he be able to contain his passion?
Psychologist Stephanie Taylor connects with her clients because personal experience has made her understand what heartache and trauma do to a person. But when her hot new client drops the bomb on her that he is a vampire, she has no idea what to do or how to react. Now she must look at her life in a whole new light. She has inadvertently put her life in danger and become part of a dark world she thought was only pretend.
In one night, everything changes. Old rivals pull Stephanie into their fight, and Johnathan must make a life or death decision. But can Stephanie forgive him for the irreversible choice he makes with her life? Can the couple find peace with their individual problems to have a chance at a lasting relationship? And how will the brewing war between vampires and Hunters affect them?
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