This has been a long time coming! Irene and I have been sitting on the cover of Nocturne for close to six months now, and we're both so excited to have it out in the wild! I love how it's distinct from Vespers, but still has the same feel. Our cover artist, Kanaxa, really did an amazing job!
But you know what they say....a picture's worth more than any words I could come up with. Scroll down so you can see for yourself!
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Now keep scrolling, because there are buy links and giveaways and a screamin' sale price on Vespers and Bonfire. I haven't been blogging much lately - too busy writing! - so thank you for visiting. If you were a fan of the earlier books in The Hours of the Night, I hope you enjoy the newest installment in the series.
It's Mardi Gras, cher, but this year le bon temps kick off
with murder…
For generations, the White Monks have treated the vampire
Thaddeus Dupont as a weapon in their battle against demons. However, when a
prominent matron drops dead at a party, Thaddeus and his lover Sarasija are
asked to find her killer. Their investigation leads them to an old southern
family with connections everywhere: Louisiana politics, big business, the
Church, and an organization just as secret as the White Monks.
Meanwhile, an esoteric text containing spells for
demon-summoning has disappeared, Thaddeus is losing control of le monstre, and Sara is troubled by
disturbing dreams. These nightmares could be a side-effect of dating a vampire,
or they could be a remnant of his brush with evil. As the nights wear on, Sara
fears they are a manifestation of something darker – a secret that could
destroy his relationship with Thaddeus.
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“You said you were hungry.” Thad’s tone hinted at
reproach. “There are no restaurants on this block and we have no need of” —a
hint of red touched his cheeks as he scanned the items in front of
them—“anything here.”
Sara smothered a grin. He had crashed hard after the funeral, woken up well
after Thaddeus, and convinced the vampire to go out to eat. Thad had made it
clear their current focus was Berta, not the Daemonum. Feeding Sara, an
entirely Thad-approved activity, provided the excuse for a little detour.
They were in the touristy voodoo shop in the French Quarter, not a place Thad
would normally bless with his patronage but the only lead Sara could think of
for tracking down Missy. Intent on killing time until the pale Goth chick at
the counter finished with the other customers, he hadn’t paid any attention to
the items in the display they were ostensibly browsing. He picked up one of the
bottles Thad was scowling at.
“Are you kidding? This ointment promises to attract the object of your
desire for hours of unbridled passion. Who wouldn’t want that?” He blinked
at the vampire, trying to look innocent. “Where do you suppose we apply it?”
He had meant to tease his boyfriend, who
had an adorable prudish streak sometimes. Instead, he got the vampire.
Thad’s eyes turned stormy, then black. Sara felt himself falling into the abyss
as the vampire’s emotions rushed through their bond. Lust. Fury. And threaded
through all of it, à moi p—
The connection closed so abruptly Sara almost fell over from the psychic jolt.
“And who do you intend to attract with this vile potion?” Thaddeus looked calm,
but his voice came out low and deep and still carried an echo of vampiric
reverb.
Sara stared at him. “You, idiot.”
The vampire stared back, unappeased. “Then is it the hours or
unbridled aspect you find lacking?”
Unbridled. Sara swallowed hard. Saturday morning had been pretty
unbridled. And hot. And he did not need to think about that in public.
He swallowed again and tried to suppress the memory of Thad’s hands spreading
him open, his tongue…
“We’re good,” he croaked. “You’re right. We don’t need any of this stuff.”
Thad gave him a predatory smile that did nothing to cool down the heat between
them until Sara caught the tiniest flash of fang. Thaddeus?
Okay. Important note to self. No taunting
the vampire in public. Thad looked one step away from pouncing on him and
dragging him off to…not helping.
Sara tried to think about something, anything else.
The celebration goes on! Irene and I put both Vespers and Bonfire on sale.
Sale!!
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