Fabien - A Christmas Tale Blog Tour

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Title: Fabien – A Christmas Tale

Author: Sarah Michelle Lynch

Release Date: December 15^th, 2014

Genre: Paranormal, Erotic Romance

Synopsis:

Centuries ago Fabien was thrown from his coven for betraying the queen who had claimed him as hers. Leticia chose him for his sexual prowess and never expected he would fall in love with a pathetic human, something she couldn’t forgive. Cursed to live alone, Fabien harbours a small hope he will one day encounter the reincarnation of his one true love.

One cold Christmas Eve Fabien bites a man who he believes could lead him to the one woman who might break the curse he’s been forced to bear for far too long.

The ancient vampire sets out to woo her in the only way he knows how but unfortunately for Fabien, love proves to be his constant undoing . . .

Excerpt:

In simple answer, I smiled and said genuinely, “I really don’t think we have met before. In fact I am sure we haven’t.”

“Hmm.” He held his chin and scratched the black stubble that looked the colour of mercury against his pallid complexion. “Well, I feel like we have met before. In fact I am usually really good at reading people, but you are so… unreachable.”

I nodded, because I agreed with him. “Lots of people say that, don’t worry. I am unreadable, unreachable… even. My husband often doesn’t thank me for it. I just prefer to keep my mystery, I suppose.”

“Doesn’t every woman?” He smiled with a twinkle in his eye.

I didn’t like how awkward it was all becoming, this random stranger appearing in my path like this, so I made a move to leave.

Except he barred my way with an arm and before I could protest, he pulled me into his arms and placed a strange but soul-wrenching kiss on my lips. It wasn’t even that I was attracted to him, no. It wasn’t that his kiss even came close to the kind of kisses I shared with Louis. No.

It was that his kiss brought to mind strange sexual images of him devouring my secret places and sampling me in ways not even Louis had yet. Also, even though his skin remained cold, his kiss was warm and as he held my cheeks in his hands, I didn’t—simply couldn’t—put up a fight of any sort.

I put my hands in his hair and it was so soft. As he kissed me much more deeply, his tongue expertly swirled around mine. I tasted something I had never tasted before, yet I couldn’t describe it. There was no taste like it. A few seconds later, I felt my whole body come alive with an aggressive arousal and I pulled away shaking and shocked.

“I love my husband,” I yelled, and I pulled the dogs with me hastily.

He did not follow me, not in body at least.

Purchase Links:

Amazon UK

Amazon US

Amazon CA

Amazon AU

Also check out her other books:

A FINE PROFESSION 

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A FINE PURSUIT 

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BEDTIME CONFESSIONS 

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ONE TRUE LOVER 

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UNBIND 

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About

Sarah Michelle Lynch has written many sub-genres of romance, from sci-fi romance to romantic erotica, contemporary and romantic thriller, to most recently Fabien… paranormal erotica!

Writing is something Sarah feels is ingrained within her. She holds a degree in English and worked in journalism before finding this very surprising creative outlet during maternity leave.

Sarah currently lives in Yorkshire with her husband and three year old daughter.

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Author Spotlight, S.J. Brown

S. J. Brown Author & Wildlife photographer
Present:

Close Ups and Close Encounters: A View From Behind The Lens

Blurb:

60 FULL-COLOR WILDLIFE PHOTOGRAPHS! On a whim, S. J. Brown decides to embark on a career in wildlife photography. Armed with an inexpensive 35mm camera and a love for the natural world, her adventure begins. Accompanied by her spotter and husband, she ventures to a variety of locations. The couple soon learns there is more to this than just camera settings, lighting, and getting the right angle. Not all wildlife is agreeable to having their picture taken, and many are not easily accessible. Camera in hand, S. J. Brown encounters delicate butterflies, bears, birds, deer, wild horses, and more. Along the way, there are successes and failures, cooperative critters, curious subjects, and some close calls. Experience wildlife photography from her perspective—through the lens of a camera.

About the Author:

Over the years, S. J. Brown has played with a number of artistic venues. Her love of the written word began in high school English class and continues on today, but it is not her only artistic endeavor. Prior to becoming an author, Brown has experimented with sketching, stained glass, and even ran a ceramic business for several years.

Her love of wildlife photography began on a whim with an inexpensive 35mm camera, a few rolls of film, and a passion for nature. Quickly, her everyday life and wildlife photography became entwined. Somehow, even with a husband, a job, and household responsibilities, photographing found a place in the mix.

S. J. Brown’s book Close Ups & Close Encounters features over fifty of her wildlife photographs as well as the stories behind getting those images. S. J. Brown's photographs and written words are her way of sharing her experiences. Introducing others, such as her granddaughter, to the field is one of her primary goals and loves. She hopes her work will give others an appreciation for the natural world.

Excerpt:

I knew I had come too close to him. I could actually hear his breathing. My trembling finger stayed on the shutter and the camera clicked continuously as my mind raced. What were the warning signs alligators gave? Their striking distance was how far? This is how wildlife photographers get themselves into trouble. I had been so engrossed in my subject I forgot about the danger.

The alligator could easily grab me with his powerful jaws in an instant. His claws were huge and could shred my limbs with very little effort. He seemed quite calm, not the least bit upset by my presence, but able to strike in an instant. I backed off slowly and carefully. It was very important not to startle him. This was a dangerous position to be in and I wanted to get out of it in one piece.

“I'm going to back away and let you go back to sleep”. I informed him.

“See, I'm leaving you alone.”

I never took my eyes off of that alligator; if he came at me, I wanted a chance to evade him. Crawling ever so slowly backward; thankful for each growing inch of distance between us, his menacing eyes watched my every move.

Then something grabbed the back of my sweatshirt! I had been so focused on putting space between that alligator and me, I had no idea what was behind me. With a quick jolt I was propelled backwards.

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Feature Piece with Author Malika Gandhi

Today we are hosting Author Malika Gandhi with her new release Witch Crystal.

Blurb:

The Witch Crystal was silent, hidden from the clutches of the High Witch, somewhere, where she couldn’t find him. The time has now arrived to show what it can do... 

Larissa is a young witch of fifteen. Nobody, not even her best friend knows about this. She goes to a normal school, has a great mother, and she likes the new boy in town. 

Then, strange things begin to occur, and Larissa’s normal life is not so normal anymore. Her best friend, Chantelle, is not who she thinks she is, and why is Jake’s name really Xyth? 

An abduction of Chantelle brings the unknown to the forefront, and Larissa is faced with the task of finding the Earth Spirits, to repair the Aurora Borealis. Only then will she be able to travel to Zrotaz, her home planet, and rescue her best friend from the High Witch! 

Follow Larissa’s journey as she travels to Norway in search of the Earth Spirits, where she encounters fierce and frightening, but also good and kind, magical creatures. Will Larissa be brave? Will she be able to accomplish her task, to adhere to the prophecy?

Excerpt one, taken from Chapter one:

A deafening blast blew the door open, knocking Senon to the ground. He quickly picked himself up as an ear splitting scream followed, forcing both him and Marcaria to crouch over their daughter. With their hands over their ears, they waited for the scream to die down. They rose to their feet as soon as it did. The scream was the witches’ scream, deadly, if anyone came close to it. A series of blue, green, and yellow flares flew at them but Larissa had used her shield. “Good girl,” said Senon. “Father, so...hard...” Larissa lost her strength and the spell collapsed. “We can’t stay here, Senon.” Marcaria picked Larissa up and ran to the garden. Senon looked at the space where the door once stood and followed his family to the back of the house. The attacks were aimed from afar, but Senon knew the Empire Witches were moving closer into their village. The most powerful and merciless on Zrotaz, were the Witches of the West, the Empire Witches will do anything to get what they want, and this time it was the girl. No one had yet defeated this clan, meaning Senon and Marcaria alone did not stand a chance.

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THE RADICAL by Sarah Michelle Lynch

Hello RWPPs!

Today we have Author Sarah Michelle Lynch visiting us with an excerpt of THE RADICAL.

Ryken gestured for us to head to the back of a carriage and for me to look as inconspicuous as possible. Yeah, like how was I gonna do that? 

We held our breath and kept a watch on the carriage doors throughout the journey; our hearts racing each time the train creaked to a stop at a station along the way. 

When a suspicious character started wandering toward us, Ryken turned his body to mine in my window seat, eclipsing me. Protecting me.

‘Play along,’ he said. 

I saw new intent in his eyes and it frightened me. His warm palm came up to my cheek while his other slid its way under my skirt to grab my thigh. 

‘No‒’ I tried to protest.

His mouth came down on mine and he sucked on my top lip, pulling savagely so that my flesh hit the underside of my nose. I heard the sound as he pulled back and he grunted after letting me go.

‘No?’ he countered.

I grabbed his cheeks and brought his mouth back on mine, slicing my tongue between his lips to enter his mouth. We both had terrible breath and his stubble grated. However, my blood started pumping faster than ever before. I relaxed into my chair and he took over, pressing his chest against mine, lifting my thigh into his hand to stroke the underside. 

Shit, I wanted to fuck him so bad. 

‘Seraph, Jesus…’

When I felt relaxed, I put my arms around his deluxe shoulders, allowing him to continue kissing me passionately. My hand strayed into his hair and a thumb rubbed the edge of his ear, while my leg moved in sequence with his touch. I was almost lost to deep, sensual yearning. When he slowed down to plant a delicate butterfly kiss on my bottom lip, we eyed each other closely and I felt a seismic tremor shudder through me. 

‘This cannot be happening,’ I pleaded. I looked into his eyes and saw a rich passion I wanted to find out more about.

‘I just needed some praise. That will give me enough bolster to get by with. Put your faith in me, angel.’

I nodded and gave him a smile, tugging gently on his silky hair. When a guard started walking down the aisle, Ryken went back to assessing whether there was any danger and I merely stared out of the window as though I was just another ordinary woman on a day trip. As soon as we heard over the tannoy that the next stop was King’s Cross, we stood together and he took my hand, his fingers through mine tender and reassuring. 

I began preparing myself for London – that heaving metropolis of sweaty, agitated bodies crammed into as many tight spaces as possible. There was absolutely no population control. From what I had seen on that video in York and online, the skyline was littered with dozens and dozens of tower blocks, skyscrapers and multiple recycling plants. 

Room was so tight people could no longer afford bathrooms of their own and had ended up having to use public baths to cleanse themselves. Most of these establishments had turned into centers for drug runners and small-time hoodlums to doss about in. 

Traffic jams were never-ending, black smog left the place in perpetual darkness, and the river clung to itself in a congealed cesspit of excrement and fly-tipping. It is going to be hell itself, I thought. We would be lucky to escape. Lucky to survive the radioactive abyss.

BLURB:

In the first instalment of S.M. Lynch's dystopian adult romance series...

The year is 2063 and Big Brother has control; 40 years previously Officium took over global intelligence, government, supply and policing. In the wake of viral disaster they offered to return the world to order, but at a cost.

New York journalist Seraph Maddon has been trying to link the death of her British parents to the group that has rinsed the world of all hope - but more than ten years of investigations have turned up nothing. It is only when she leaves her job behind to travel to England for a funeral that she starts to unpick her family’s involvement in a movement known as UNITY.

Someone intends Seraph to cross paths with Dr Ryken Hardy and when they meet, it is not long before they are running for their lives - their combination a significant threat to those who believe themselves beyond surveillance.

Seraph’s rollercoaster journey of reawakening and newfound love is a battle to finally break free of the shackles of oppression. Secrets and lies are the norm amongst a frightened population and the truth may be best kept hidden.

But someone is determined… the truth will out, for better or worse…

The story continues in UNITY Vol.2, THE INFORMANT

All Authors Certificate of Excellence

Dearest RWPPs,

Today All Authors P&P is SO VERY PROUD TO PRESENT the very first recipient of the All Authors Certificate of Excellence.

CONGRATULATIONS TO MR. BEEM WEEKS FOR HIS OUTSTANDING WORK ON THE HISTORICAL NOVEL TITLE JAZZ BABY!

We here at All Authors P&P believe that Mr. Weeks demonstrates and upholds all of the qualities that All Authors stands for with his work on Jazz Baby. Therefore without further ado, we present to you Mr. Weeks with an acceptance speech.

On May 20th of this year, I received notice that I have been selected as the first recipient of the All Authors Certificate of Excellence for my novel Jazz Baby. I must say, this honor came as quite a surprise. I never expected any sort of achievement award for this work. While I am certainly proud of the story I’ve written, I remained convinced that any sort of commendation would have to wait until I had three or four novels under my belt. But here it is.

This award, the All Authors Certificate of Excellence, is something that I accept with a humble heart and with a certain amount of pride. That the wonderful staff involved with All Authors Magazine would even consider my work for such recognition is, in itself, such an amazing honor.

I wrote Jazz Baby over the better part of a decade, taking care to research and study 1920s America and the cultures of the day. I proudly admit to investing plenty of time and effort into making this story historically accurate, as well as entertaining to readers. This project truly was a labor of love—even when I put it away for two years! I cannot say thank you enough to the staff of All Authors Magazine for recognizing my work—especially when there are so many other amazing indie books that deserve this honor as well.

Thank you to Y. Correa, Queen of Spades, and the incredibly talented staff at All Authors Magazine for making this honor possible. Your continued support has been such a blessing, not only to me, but to indie authors everywhere. 

I would also like to say thank you to all those who have taken the time to read and review Jazz Baby. It is your words of encouragement that drives me to continue along this path as an author.