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Sunday, September 30, 2012

And the winner is...



Vitajex

You have won a copy of Tracy Cooper-Posey's book, BYZANTINE HEARTBREAK.



Nayara Ybarra and Ryan Deasmhumhain are the most powerful vampires known to humans in the 23rd century. They lead the Chronometric Preservation Agency, welded together yet divided by grief that won’t heal, their lives on hold. Vampires have lived apart from humans in the two hundred years since Nayara and Ryan jumped back in time and killed their lover, Salathiel, to halt the time wave that was destroying humanity and vampires.
Now, Càel Stelios, Worlds Assembly member, intends to make humans like vampires any way he can. He knows the vampires must become allies. Their unique strengths and abilities will help humans in the coming battle against the raging psi and their psychotic leader, Gabriel.
While he wages his political and social campaign he hides his true ambitions: to win Nayara and Ryan for himself. But despite being politically powerful, rich, smart and sexually potent, Stelios has a overwhelming disadvantage: He’s human. “No” is not a word he accepts without a fight, however. The psi-filers and Gabriel have plans, though, that will make fighting very real and bloody indeed…
 
 
 
Congraulations Vitajex, and thank you to everyone who entered.
A special thank you to Tracy for giving away this book.
 
Berengaria

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Watching History Unfold


Ladies and Gentlemen.
Please welcome back Amazon #1 best-selling author (insert drum roll here) Tracy Cooper-Posey!!!!!
Tracy, I'm honored you're back visiting with me again.

Tracy is giving away a copy of her book BYZANTINE HEARTBREAK to one person who comments ON THIS BLOG.




Vampires get to watch history go by.  Just because they live for decades and centuries, they witness the unfolding of human affairs and can observe the changing of society over time.  There is a lot about a vampire’s life that would be utterly miserable, including watching humans you love wither and die as time rolls inexorably onwards, but this – the passing of history—I think this is one fact of vampire longevity for which I hate their guts.

Yeah, I’m a history nut, can you tell?

On my own blog, I get to chat about significant historical events when their anniversaries occur.  Everyone is very polite and nods along with me.  I even get very nice comments occasionally. 

Today, I would have raved about one of the most significant events in British history:  The invasion of William the Conqueror and the Norman claim of the English throne, in 1066.  This was the beginning of William’s campaign to gain England for himself, and it would end with the infamous Battle of Hastings on October 14.  It was the last successful invasion of the British Isles.

I personally first heard about the Battle of Hastings and the year, 1066, in primary school.  The date is engraved in my memory. 

The Normans conquered and held Britain, Scotland, Wales and Ireland with iron and bloody control for another seventy years, until the Plantagenet dynasty took the throne in 1135 during the Wars of the Roses.  The Plantagenets were descendent from the Normans.

But while Norman control of England was short, the influence and change they wrought was massive.  The Normans nearly obliterated all traces of Anglo-Saxon influence and culture from the land.  Latin became the official language of literature and court documents, replacing Old English, and Norman French became the common spoken language.  Because of this, Old English is now a dead language, understood and spoken by only a handful of scholars around the world.  All Anglo Saxon landowners and upper-class citizens were systematically and thoroughly stripped of their lands, possessions and titles, creating a social system sharply divided by race – landed, rich Normans and landless, desperate Anglo-Saxons, dependent upon their Norman overlords for largesse and shelter.

There was one positive change the Normans brought:  The Anglo-Saxon system of slavery was dismantled and all slaves freed.  One could argue that the serf system that replaced it was little better, but serfs were free men.

The really interesting fact in all this?  You’d have thought that an invading king bringing such an army into England would have roused the Anglo Saxons (who had invaded Britain themselves, six centuries before) to rally and beat back the invaders with their legendary ferocity and strength.  But King William landed at Pevensey in Sussex, and no one lifted a finger to stop him.  It wasn’t until he built himself a castle (at Hastings) and started raiding nearby villages and towns that anyone took notice of his activities and stirred themselves to defence.

I have to wonder if a vampire who had lived a century or two who saw William and his men riding across the plains from Pevensey wouldn’t have put it together a lot faster than his human friends, and known the country was in deep trouble.  The benefit of living through enough history is that it gives you extraordinary hindsight….

…if you’re smart enough to use it.  ;)

______________

Blood Stone is my 44th title and my ninth indie book.

Nial orders Calum Garrett to get close to Hollywood producer Kate Lindenstream.  Garrett reluctantly complies for he has held himself apart from humans for centuries.  Kate doesn’t fall into Garrett’s arms, either.  She already has someone for that.  Roman Xerus -- whom Kate knows as Adrian -- and Garrett go way back to the sixteenth century Scottish highlands, but they parted bitterly two hundred years ago.

With Roman’s support, Kate battles Garrett in wills and business as he methodically forces himself into her life. However, on the closed-in movie set in the Californian desert, Garrett’s calm, orderly world crumbles for Garrett is drawn to Kate.  He has begins to experience real, human feelings.  

Kate doesn’t cooperate in the chess game Nial orchestrates, despite being unaware of the strategies swirling around her film set.  Demanding and expecting only the best for her movie, Kate’s agenda forces Roman and Garrett to work together to protect her and keep the humans around her ignorant of the Pro Libertatus, the anonymous and all-powerful vampire group who nearly killed Nial, Sebastian and Winter, and shield Kate from the excesses of the League for Humanity.  But could Roman really be with the Pro Libertatus?

There’s hidden intentions everywhere, and centuries of repressed feelings, along with at least two different groups that mean them harm.  Then there’s the rumours that Kate has found the mythical Blood Stone, the key to unlocking vampire history and lifting their curse.   Who is Kate, really?  Because once Garrett begins to notice, things about Kate don’t quite add up, either...

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An Excerpt From: BLOOD STONE
Copyright © TRACY COOPER-POSEY, 2012
All Rights Reserved.

 

Adrian returned to his distant, charming and undemanding self for the rest of the meal, letting Kate relax and enjoy his company, and her body to tingle and zap as she entertained the future possibilities between them.

Their eyes would meet and Kate would see the knowledge in his, too, and that further spiced the lunch date.

By the time she slid from the buffet and fished her car keys from her satchel, as Adrian strode ahead to pay the bill, Kate felt almost drunk with a subterranean arousal more potent than anything sweet Greg Evershot had managed last night. Kate stared at Adrian’s powerful denim-clad thighs as he stood at the maître’d’s counter signing the chit, and the flex of his thick bicep as he wrote, and could so easily imagine him naked.

She could feel her cheeks heating as she moved toward the counter. Adrian turned and dropped his coat over his forearm and dug heavy sunglasses out of the pocket, watching her approach with a small smile tugging the corner of his mouth.

“You’re a stunning lady,” he said, when she reached him.

Her cheeks bloomed even harder. “Thank you.” She barely managed to say it without tripping over the two little words.

“You’re a better director, though,” he added.

This time her smile was not forced at all. “You just made my day,” she said truthfully. “This way, I parked in the underground garage here.”

They used the escalator in the lobby to slide down into the cool, dim and echoing roots of the building.

“Main level?” Adrian asked.

“One more down,” Kate said. “Stairs are over there.” She pointed to the concrete stair block across from the elevators. They waited for a black Mercedes to pass, then crossed over and climbed down to the next level. She looked for her Audi, and spotted it as another car started to rumble its way up from the next lower level.

“That one,” she said, tripping the lock so the lights would flash for Adrian’s benefit.

He nodded and headed toward the car, with Kate about two paces behind him. The car moving up from the next lower level turned the big U-bend then, and its day time running lights caught them in the middle of the traffic lane. It came to a sudden halt, and the back door opened.

“Kate!”

She whirled, throwing up her hand against the lights, and pushing her satchel behind her back with her right hand. She walked a few more paces to the right to clear the lights, which put her right next to Adrian.

“It’s Calum Garrett,” the voice said.

“Goddam it,” Kate breathed softly. She felt, rather than saw, Adrian’s glance down at her.

The back door of the luxury limo closed and Garrett came forward. “It can’t be a coincidence running into you again like this.”

“Run into, or run over?” Adrian asked.

Garrett looked at him. “I was talking to Kate.”

“And she clearly doesn’t want to talk to you.”

The other door of the limo opened, and a seven foot, very thin man in his fifties with blond hair got out, carrying a briefcase. He seemed to be all arms and legs, the pinstripe suit merely exaggerating the length of everything.

“Your enforcer?” Adrian asked, with a grin.

“My lawyer,” Garrett replied. He looked at Kate. “Is there any way—”

“No,” she said flatly.

Garrett glanced at Adrian, then studied her for a moment longer. “I see,” he said at last. “Well, I had to try.”

He turned and walked back to his limo, and both he and his lawyer climbed back in. The limo took off with a smooth purr, and passed Kate and Adrian, all black enamel and smoked glass. Kate didn’t know if Garrett would be watching her, but she bet he was.

She shuddered. “Creep. He didn’t even say good-bye.”

“His sort doesn’t because they figure they’ll be back,” Adrian said. “What did he want, anyway?”

Kate starting heading toward her Audi again as she told him quickly about her run in with Garrett, skipping to the distasteful highlights. Adrian listened without interruption – he was good at that – but she got the impression his mind was half-occupied with something else.

As she settled herself behind the wheel, he ducked down to look at her, with one hand on the roof of the car, the other on the door. “I’m going to pass up the privilege of being driven anywhere by you, Kate.” His voice was low, and the double meaning of his statement sent a little shiver down her back. His eyes and his attention were fully on her. “I’m sorry, but I forgot about something I have to take care of downtown.”

She hid her disappointment, and made herself nod. “No problems.” She made herself not ask the next question.

But Adrian answered it anyway. “I’ll call.” He went to close the door, hesitated, and dipped his head down to look at her once more. “Maybe you should stock up on hundred dollar bills, Kate. Just for fun.”

He shut the door softly and was gone, all while Kate fought to draw in her breath fully, and get over the huge lump of excitement and pure erotic pleasure that blocked all her vitals for twenty precious seconds.

When she finally turned the key, her hand shook.

Oh, Adrian Xerus was so going to impact on her life!

 

BLOOD STONE is the second book in the Blood Stone series

BLOOD STONE is the sequel to BLOOD KNOT.

It is a Plus-sized Novel.

WARNING:  This book contains two hot, sexy alpha heroes, frequent, explicit and frank sex scenes and sexual language.
It includes heart-stopping sexual scenes between the aforementioned sexy heroes, menage scenes, anal sex and the use of sex toys.  Don't proceed beyond this point if hot love scenes offend you.
No vampires were harmed in the making of this novel.

___

Blood Stone is the second book in my best selling vampire romance series, released September 14, 2012.

The good news?  The first book in the series, Blood Knot, is my personal best seller, and also an Amazon #1 Best Seller (Fantasy Romance), was the Winner of the Coffee Time Reviewer’s Recommended Award, was listed as one of Goodread’s “Most Drool-worthy Covers“, nominated for Erotic Vampire Book of the Year by The Romance Reviews, and received a CAPA Nomination for Best Paranormal Book of the Year by The Romance Studio, December, 2011, among many glowing and rave reviews.  If you’re curious about Blood Knot, you can read more here:  http://bit.ly/g9pSw5. 

Blood Knot on Amazon now:  http://amzn.to/hcrCCf

Blood Stone on Amazon: http://amzn.to/QZapKa

Tracy Cooper-Posey is an Amazon #1 Best Selling Author.  She writes erotic vampire romances, hot romantic suspense, paranormal and urban fantasy romances.  She has published over 40 novels since 1999, been nominated for 5 CAPAs including Favourite Author, and won the Emma Darcy Award. 

She turned to indie publishing in 2011. Her indie titles have been nominated three times for Book Of The Year.   She has been a national magazine editor and for a decade she taught romance writing at Grant MacEwan University

She is addicted to Irish Breakfast tea and chocolate, sometimes taken together.  In her spare time she enjoys sewing, history, Sherlock Holmes, science fiction and ignoring her treadmill. An Australian, she lives in Edmonton, Canada with her husband, a professional wrestler, where she moved in 1996 after meeting him on-line. 

Her website can be found at http://TracyCooperPosey.com

 

I'm visiting with Desiree Holt Today


I’m visiting Desiree Holt today, talking about the “Wet and Willing” series of books. Find me “Under Her Hat” with yummy covers, a slightly naughty excerpt, and the total awesomeness that is Desiree, at  http://www.desireeholttellsall.com/2012/09/time-to-get-wet-and-willing.html
 
Berengaria

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Sunday, September 16, 2012

ALL THREE “Wet and Willing” contemporary ménages are OUT NOW!



Book 1: “Woman in Hot Water”. Blurb:

Unemployed and homeless, Kendra gets a job at the local Aquatic Center. Her new boss, Osborne, is very yummy, but he’s partnered to Jordan. When she’s offered a threesome with two such delicious men, how can she say no? And with so many opportunities to see their semi-naked bodies, being a good girl is not that easy either. Fun on the waterslide, a hot time in the sauna, slick, gleaming muscles in the gym...

When Jordan deduces that Kendra is sleeping in her car, the men ask her to stay in their guest room. She’s hesitant, but allows them to persuade her. Despite the best sex of her life, Kendra is determined to move into an apartment of her own as soon as possible, so she goes house-hunting. The men don’t like either of the places she chooses. She can’t risk losing her job but values her independence too.




Book 2: "Cold Woman, Hot Men". Blurb:

Melusine Carmichael mistakes the plunge pool at the Aquatic Center for a regular pool and almost drowns with the sudden shock of the icy-cold water. While underwater she hears a voice calling her "Melly," a name she never uses. Yehudi and Arlington are nearby in the sauna and rescue her, using their personal body heat and the sauna to warm her up. They keep in contact with her via Facebook, and finally convince her to let them teach her to swim.

But Mel hears the voice again and worries that they’re stalking her, so she cuts contact with them. Yehudi and Arlington try everything to see her and she prevents them, so they meet her parents after their swimming class. They learn about the voice saying "Melly" and that someone is stalking her.

But who is it? And how can they get Mel to spend time with them again so they can convince her of their innocence?




Book 3: “Small Woman, Big Trouble”. Blurb:

Deb Steele hikes through a Water Authority reservation. But houses are being built on one section of it, and she can’t get home. She phones Kai Cole, and he and Harry Anders come to get her. While she’s waiting for them, her cell phone battery dies and a young man turns up on an electric scooter. When he realizes she’s quite alone, he plans to sexually assault her. She escapes from him just as Kai and Harry arrive.

Kai worries about how he can protect Deborah if this man is following her, and Harry suggests they learn karate. Kai decides the only way their beginning threesome relationship can progress further is if they all move in together.

But, as Deb is leaving work late that evening, the attacker jumps her once again. Why is he after her? How can the men protect her? And will they ever have enough time to build their friendship into a genuine relationship?


 
Berengaria

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet

Please Welcome guest blogger award-winning author, Tracy Cooper-Posey.

I have a thing about names. 

I suspect most romance authors do, but I’m not sure if all authors get quite as obsessive about the naming as I do.  It’s not just the sound of the name I get stressed about, you see.  It’s the meaning and the history and the etymology of the name I get all worked up about, too.

Names have histories and meaning, and I’m a history nut.  And when you start working out how a character might have come by their name, then you start figuring out really neat things about that person and suddenly they’ve got a history and a background and their personality comes together.

Take Berengaria Brown, for instance.  Pretend I don’t know anything about her.  I’m going to slip over to one of my most useful and used sites ever, BehindTheName.com (http://bit.ly/UL2XP) and look up “Berengaria”, and I find that:

“Latinized feminine form of BERENGAR. This name was borne by a 13th-century queen of Castile.”

The name is listed as USAGE: Ancient Germanic (Latinized). 

So, just from Berengaria’s first name alone, I can bestow upon her some Anglo-Saxon heritage.  This is reinforced by her last name, Brown.  If I flip over to the BehindTheNames site for surnames, (http://bit.ly/prfPK) and look up Brown, I find that:

SOURCE: Nickname

USAGE: English

PRONOUNCED: BROWN   [key]

Meaning & History:  Originally a nickname for a person who had brown hair or skin.

This further confirms Berengaria’s Anglo-Saxon roots.  The brown hair amongst the flaxen-haired Saxons would have been unusual.   

I could start to fill in a history for her based upon these few clues – a strong, proud family lineage that descends from Saxon royalty (from where her name has been passed down through the generations), that migrated to the Americas some time in the 19th century to start again…

All that from a name I was already handed.

It gets way more interesting and fun when you start building a name and a character from scratch. 

Adrian Romanus Xerus, one of the heroes in Blood Stone, is a Byzantine born in 15th Century Constantinople.  “Xerus” is a name that was in use in 15th Century Constantinople.  “Romanus” is a name that I plucked straight out of ancient Rome.  I wanted his family to pride themselves on their Roman roots, which many of the Byzantine families prior to the fall of Constantinople to the Turks did.  “Adrian” is another cosmopolitan name that was recorded as being used in Constantinople in the 15th century, although it is not Byzantine  - it’s Germanic.  His family would tend to identify him by the less “foreign” sounding name, the one that added lustre to the family roots:  Roman.  And so Roman’s character was rooted and began to grow.

Calum Micheil Garrett, the other hero, has a name that becomes meaningful within the story itself.  This is the other way  I use names and their meanings.  You can read an excerpt on my site’s book page where Garrett’s name comes into play – for the first time. (Here: http://bit.ly/OgehEe - just scroll or click down to the excerpt).  Later on in the story the heroine, Kate, gets to decide which of Garrett’s two names is the one she is going to use for herself.  I won’t spoil her decision, but Garrett makes an observation that rounds out his character a little more:

“There isn’t anyone I know who calls me anything but Garrett these days.”

She wrapped her arm around his neck, twisting to do it. “No friends? No lovers?”

“My friends all call me Garrett. I gave up on love years ago. My heart couldn’t take it anymore.”

Nearly all of my character’s names have meanings, either within the story, or that have impact upon their character or their personal history.  Sometimes that meaning comes out in the story or sometimes I just leave the name to sit there for etymology fans to figure out for themselves.  Winter Manon Kennedy, for instance, was born on the winter solstice, in Serbia, and was christianed “Morana”, which is Croatian for the Goddess of Death and Winter.  Even the “death” portion of her name comes into play in the story.

Nial (pronounced n-eye-al) is the hero from Blood Knot, the first book in the series.  His full name is Nathanial Aquila Valerius Aurelius, which is as fully ancient Roman as you can get.  As you find out in the books, Nial is over 1,500 years old, and from Italy.  He is as Roman as you can get.  His full name has all the traditional parts:  Agnomen, Praenomen, Nomen, Cognomen.   

…and then sometimes I pick names just because they sound cool.  Cyneric Pæga, the Assassin…   I did want a very old Anglo-Saxon name, and Cyneric leapt out at me going “Pick me! Pick me!” when I saw it, because the sound of it (“sin-er-rick”) is just way to close to his character.  I took it with a cry of joy.



Blood Stone is my 44th title and my ninth indie book.

Nial orders Calum Garrett to get close to Hollywood producer Kate Lindenstream.  Garrett reluctantly complies for he has held himself apart from humans for centuries.  Kate doesn’t fall into Garrett’s arms, either.  She already has someone for that.  Roman Xerus -- whom Kate knows as Adrian -- and Garrett go way back to the sixteenth century Scottish highlands, but they parted bitterly two hundred years ago.

With Roman’s support, Kate battles Garrett in wills and business as he methodically forces himself into her life. However, on the closed-in movie set in the Californian desert, Garrett’s calm, orderly world crumbles for Garrett is drawn to Kate.  He has begins to experience real, human feelings.  

Kate doesn’t cooperate in the chess game Nial orchestrates, despite being unaware of the strategies swirling around her film set.  Demanding and expecting only the best for her movie, Kate’s agenda forces Roman and Garrett to work together to protect her and keep the humans around her ignorant of the Pro Libertatus, the anonymous and all-powerful vampire group who nearly killed Nial, Sebastian and Winter, and shield Kate from the excesses of the League for Humanity.  But could Roman really be with the Pro Libertatus?

There’s hidden intentions everywhere, and centuries of repressed feelings, along with at least two different groups that mean them harm.  Then there’s the rumours that Kate has found the mythical Blood Stone, the key to unlocking vampire history and lifting their curse.   Who is Kate, really?  Because once Garrett begins to notice, things about Kate don’t quite add up, either...

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An Excerpt From: BLOOD STONE
Copyright © TRACY COOPER-POSEY, 2012
All Rights Reserved.

 

“Is that a Ben & Jerries just down there?” Garrett asked, tapping on the frame next to the driver.

“I believe so, sir,” the driver replied.

“Pull over, will you? I’ve got a sudden craving for some Dublin Mudslide.”

MacDonald snorted. “We’ll be late for the Sumitomo Mitsui meeting. And when did you sell out to the Irish?”

“The Irish are as Celtic as a good Scot, I’ll have you know,” Garrett said, as the limousine veered over to the sidewalk. He glanced at his watch. “And they know nearly as much about a fine drop of whiskey as the Scots do.”

Nearly,” MacDonald qualified. “Well, it’s your meeting you’re putting in jeopardy for the sake of ice-cream.”

“That’s right,” Garrett agreed, and pushed the door open. Immediately, a blast of arid heat beat about his face, radiating up from the sidewalk and fanning into the car from the motion of the opening door. He drew in a breath of surprise. “I’ll make this fast,” he told MacDonald over his shoulder as he shut the door.

He hurried into the ice-cream store and ordered the double scoop of Dublin Mudslide, plus a spoon, and headed over to the chrome stools and high counter at the back of the store, where the air-conditioning was blasting. The stools ran along both sides of the wide counter, and a line of toppings and napkin holders marched down the middle.

Garrett settled onto one of the stools and pushed the tub of Mudslide across the counter to the man with sea green eyes who sat on the other side. “Did it have to be Irish crap, Sebastian? I had to justifying selling out my Scots ancestors to my lawyer.”

Sebastian grinned as he picked up the spoon and tucked into the ice-cream. “You could have told him you were getting Chunky Monkey or something.” He swallowed a spoonful with obvious relish.

Garrett watched, fascinated. “Is it as good as it looks?” he asked, curiously.

“Better,” Sebastian replied, licking the spoon. “‘tis no wonder they have high cholesterol and weight issues, these days. Food is nothing like it was in our times. It’s addictive.”

Garrett shook his head as Sebastian took another enormous mouthful, and looked at the man sitting to Sebastian’s left. Nathanial’s appearance had changed since Garrett had met up with him in Poland, just over a year ago. The long hair was now short and business-like. There were streaks of very pale blond through it that might be mistaken for grey in the right light. He wore glasses that seemed to go along with the short hair and the very sincere-looking business suit he had on. But the glasses did nothing to hide Nathanial’s eyes, which had always drawn one’s gaze. Now, with his hair cut short and the glasses drawing attention to them, Nial’s eyes seemed to blaze with light and brightness. They were the blue of the Pacific ocean, and as deep.

With a shock, Garrett realized that they were almost the same colouring as Roman’s eyes, except that the shaping was different and Roman had the olive skin of his Greco Roman heritage to go with it.

Was that part of the reason Garrett had given his fealty so easily, last year?

“You should have done something about your eyes while you were changing identities,” Garrett murmured.

Nial’s mouth lifted at the corner. “I wasn’t allowed to.”

Sebastian snorted, and took another spoonful of ice-cream. “Neither was I,” he said around his mouthful.

Garrett suppressed his first reaction. That either of them would let a human dictate how they arrange something as basic, as important, as their current identities, seemed outrageous.

Nial shrugged. “I intend to make it unnecessary for any of us to have to worry about this sort of trivia in the future, Garrett. If my wife wants me to keep my eyes the same, it is a small matter, now. It is not the life or death thing it once was.”

Garrett drew in a deep breath. Then another. “Yes,” he said slowly. “Yes, I keep forgetting.” He felt the tension leave him, and smiled. “Old habits,” he confessed.

Nial nodded. “How did the meeting go?”

“About how I predicted,” Garrett replied. “She’s as defensive as a shield wall. And now she has me pegged as a star-struck sycophant. I don’t think a direct assault is going to work.”

“We don’t have time for anything sneaky,” Nial said flatly. “And you’re supposed to be visible, anyway.”

“Well, I’m certainly that,” Garrett said dryly.

“It’s interesting you should call her a shield wall,” Sebastian said, chasing the last of his ice-cream around the bottom of the tub with his spoon. He licked the spoon and glanced at Garrett. “Constantinople had a shield wall that withstood frontal assault for nearly ten centuries. The only thing that broke the wall, in the end, was the invention of gunpowder. They had to blow the wall up to breach it.”

Garrett could feel his gut tightening, his heart racing. His heart hadn’t squeezed like that for years. He fought hard to keep his face and body still and unrevealing. “Why do you speak of Constantinople?” he demanded. “What do you know?”

Sebastian put down the empty tub, his eyes narrowing. “Is there something I should know?” he asked quietly.

Damn. Garrett gritted his teeth. He had made the mistake with Sebastian that he always did. He had underestimated his intuitive logic. His ability to read even vampires, and leap to correct guesses. Sebastian was young, but far from stupid.

“What do you have to tell us, Garrett?” Nial asked.

Garrett grimaced. “Roman Xerus is with Kate.”

Nial straightened up slowly, and Garrett could see by the inward focus of his gaze that Nial’s mind was racing. “How is he with her?” he asked.

“I don’t know the precise relationship. It’s personal, though.”

Nial’s gaze refocused on Garrett. Then it slid sideways to take in Sebastian, then came back to settle on Garrett again. “That...complicates matters, doesn’t it?” he said mildly.

 

BLOOD STONE is the second book in the Blood Stone series

BLOOD STONE is the sequel to BLOOD KNOT.

It is a Plus-sized Novel.

WARNING:  This book contains two hot, sexy alpha heroes, frequent, explicit and frank sex scenes and sexual language.
It includes heart-stopping sexual scenes between the aforementioned sexy heroes, menage scenes, anal sex and the use of sex toys.  Don't proceed beyond this point if hot love scenes offend you.
No vampires were harmed in the making of this novel.



Blood Stone is the second book in my best selling vampire romance series.  It will be on sale on September 14, if not a bit before then. 

The good news?  The first book in the series, Blood Knot, is my #1 best seller, was the Winner of the Coffee Time Reviewer’s Recommended Award, was listed as one of Goodread’s “Most Drool-worthy Covers", nominated for Erotic Vampire Book of the Year by The Romance Reviews, and received a CAPA Nomination for Best Paranormal Book of the Year by The Romance Studio, December, 2011, among many glowing and rave reviews.  If you’re curious about Blood Knot, you can read more here:  http://bit.ly/g9pSw5. 

The really good news?  On the 14th, when Blood Stone is released, Blood Knot drops down to $0.00 for three days of free downloading at Amazon.

Bookmark Blood Knot on Amazon now:  http://amzn.to/hcrCCf

And bookmark Blood Stone on my website, so you can jump to the Amazon link the day it goes live:  http://bit.ly/TrCuWv

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Tracy Cooper-Posey writes romantic suspense, hot erotic paranormal and urban fantasy romances. She has published over 40 novels since 1999, been nominated for 5 CAPAs including Favourite Author, and won the Emma Darcy Award. 

She turned to indie publishing in 2011. Her indie titles have been nominated three times for Book Of The Year.   She has been a national magazine editor and for a decade she taught romance writing at Grant MacEwan University. 

She is addicted to Irish Breakfast tea and chocolate, sometimes taken together.  In her spare time she enjoys sewing, history, Sherlock Holmes, science fiction and ignoring her treadmill. An Australian, she lives in Edmonton, Canada with her husband, a professional wrestler, where she moved in 1996 after meeting him on-line.  

You can find her site at http://www.TracyCooperPosey.com .