Today is a fun blurb and excerpt stop for One Bite, a new paranormal fantasy romance novel by Jennifer Blackstream.
Jennifer will be
awarding one e-copy of Before Midnight (book one in the series) to a randomly
drawn commenter at each stop and a Grand Prize of a $25 Amazon or Barnes &
Noble gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.
To be entered for a chance to win, leave a comment below. And to increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit other tour stops and leave comments there, too.
terrifying world when events can take a turn for better or for worse with
her from her evil sorceress stepmother, and freedom for every faction in the
kingdom of Dacia. Unfortunately, her stepmother isn’t about to let that happen
and she’s got a poisoned apple and a glass coffin with Irina’s name on them…
Unfortunately, his vampiric father has no intentions of vacating the throne
anytime soon and the prophecy Kirill found hinting at a “Great New Kingdom” is
proving tricky to translate. It doesn’t help that the beautiful woman he found
unconscious in the woods seems determined to undermine his authority at every
turn. He’d kill her himself if she didn’t have the strangest gift for soothing
his bloodthirsty spirit.
A poison apple. A glass coffin. It’s a strange and terrifying world when events
can take a turn for the better or worse with just…One Bite.
on her face and her jaw dropped slightly. “You aren’t thinking of biting me,
fixed her with the full intensity of his gaze, stopping just short of pushing
his powers on her. Irina had so much spirit, so much fire. How much sweeter
would his victory be if she succumbed to him willingly? He stepped forward
again, keeping his movements calm and slow, maintaining her dagger in his
peripheral vision. “But first, I would like to kiss you again. You have a most
exquisite taste, you know.” He stared at her mouth. “Such tender red lips to
speak such blasphemous words. And surely we could find a better use for that
wicked tongue of yours?”
ethereal light, but the unmistakable scent of arousal filled the air. Her heart
pounded and just the hint of a blush colored her delicate cheeks. Oh, she
wanted him. But she was going to fight it. How delightful.
and demanded entry. I don’t know how you charmed the guards, but you made your
way into my chambers easily enough. You stood here, in my personal space, and
challenged me, got my blood…rather hot.” He let his voice grow deeper with each
word, measuring her increased heart rate, the flutter of her pulse in her neck.
He took another step forward, slowly. “I have been very agreeable, Irina, and I
look forward to our…arrangement.” Dragging his gaze up and down her body, he
took extra time admiring the soft swell of her hips and breasts before fixing
on her face again. Her lips had parted slightly and her chest rose and fell
more rapidly than before. “Irina,” he whispered, taking another step. “I am so
Blackstream is a psychology enthusiast with both a B.A. and M.A. in Psychology.
Her fascination with the human mind is most appeased through the study of
mythology and folklore as well as all of Terry Pratchett’s novels.
enjoys listening to Alice Cooper, trying new recipes (to which she will add
garlic whether it calls for it or not), watching television with her family,
and playing with her woefully intelligent four year old son.
spends most of her time drinking coffee from her X-Men mug and desperately trying
to get all her ideas written down before her toddler can find that all magical
button on her laptop to make all her work vanish.