I love it Dark,
How about you?
Hi
everyone!
Thanks for
letting me visit the blog today!
I'm a sucker
for dark paranormal romances! In fact, the darker the better. I got my start
writing horror short stories, and when the paranormal romance genre started to
grow, I really found my niche.
As a reader,
I enjoy the tension of life or death dark moments, and as a writer, including
supernatural twists adds to the excitement. And how much darker can you get
than a man who kills in order to live? Can you love and trust a man who could
kill you? Would being close to you become too great a temptation?
That extra
darkness and danger makes me sit on the edge of my seat, typing into the wee
hours of the morning. In new release, Night Demon, Lukas is doing his best not
to fall in love with his archeologist colleague, Gretchen. He's lost control of
his bloodlust before and murdered a family and he worries he might hurt Gretchen
one day if he ever loses his tenuous hold over his thirst. If anything ever
happened to her, he'd be tormented by the guilt forever since he's never found a
way to end his immortal existence.
I loved the
inner turmoil brewing inside of Lukas as I wrote the book, and I hope readers
feel his torment. It makes the moment he finally smiles SOOO worthwhile!
J
“I had bigger
plans than a wedding.” Gretchen shrugged, unsure where the conversation was
headed but encouraged that Lukas finally asked about something unrelated to
work. “I had
So what attracts you to Paranormal
Romance? Do you like it Dark or Light? I'd love to hear your
thoughts…
Lisa
Night
Demon Excerpt:
“Tell me
something.” His voice was soft and low, like the tide. “Why haven't you ever
been married?”
a couple
boyfriends in college, and I dated one of my professors after my doctorate, but
relationships don't travel well, and I like to travel.” She hesitated for a
second, glancing his way. “My mom left us when I was little, and a few years ago
I lost my dad suddenly. He used to love to take me places camping…” She let out
a small sigh. “I feel closer to him when I'm out exploring, I guess.”
Lukas smiled at
her, and her stupid heart fluttered in her chest. “Your father raised an amazing
woman.”
The brief moment
of light was quickly extinguished, though, and his features smoothed back into
the chiseled mask of a tormented man.
“What about
you?” Gretchen asked. “You're a good-looking, intelligent guy. Have you ever
been married?”
“No.” He
clenched his fists, and his forearm muscles contracted. Gretchen did her best
not to think about his strong hands as he went on. “I would never wish my life
on anyone I loved.”
“You need to
look in a mirror, Lukas. Your life is not so bad.” Gretchen straightened up, her
brow furrowed. “Maybe you'd notice that if you didn't waste all your energy
pushing everyone
away.”
He shook his
head, still staring out at the water. “This isn't what I want.” He stood up and
took her hand, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. His gaze demanded
hers, and her breath caught in her throat seeing the hunger in his dark green
eyes. “There are sins in my past that can never be forgiven, Gretchen. My only
solace is to find answers. Anything beyond that…love, passion…it's all an
illusion for me.”
He leaned toward
her, and Gretchen's chin tilted up instinctively, aching to taste him, to heal
his wounded spirit. The moment his cool lips brushed hers, her pulse jumped. His
kiss, like rich chocolate, infused her senses, making her hungry for
more.
A moan escaped
her throat as his tongue swept along the crease of her lips, enticing her to
open her mouth and surrender to the passion she'd been trying to bury. His
fingers slid into her hair and awareness bloomed through her body, forming a
pool of heat in her belly. Gretchen let her
hands explore
his chest, living the fantasy she'd harbored for months, when he suddenly took a
step back, breaking the contact.
“T'fu!
Dammit.” Lukas shook his head, cursing under his breath. A rich undercurrent of
a Russian accent flavored his words. It reminded her again that “Smith” was
probably not his
real
last name.
He
released her hand. “Forgive me. I usually have more self control.”
Gretchen
wished he had a lot less. Her legs felt rubbery, her senses on overload, and he
apologized for it? She thought he'd finally given up keeping a “professional”
distance, but no, Lukas was like an onion with never-ending layers. Would he
ever let her in?
Night Demon Blurb -
Deep within the Yucatan
jungle, a demon has awakened...
Gretchen Finch's job would
be much easier if she weren't alone in the jungle with a brilliant recluse whose
every glance sets her on fire. But the more she focuses on her work, the closer
she gets to unlocking the mysteries of a terrible creature--the Night
Demon--that threatens the world as she knows it. Though her scientific mind
tells her it's impossible, she's beginning to believe the ancient Mayan tales as
the sinister jungle comes alive around her.
Lukas Smith has spent
hundreds of years searching for answers to his immortal Night Walker nature. As
a series of ancient glyphs become clear, he's about to find out more than he'd
ever hoped, but the more he learns, the more his fate intertwines with the Night
Demon, and the harder it becomes to hide his immortal secret from the beautiful,
intelligent Gretchen.
Together, they must find a
way to stop the inexplicable violence and mass destruction surging across the
earth before the Night Demon destroys more than just mankind.
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