Showing posts with label Decadent Publishing Giveaway. Show all posts
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Friday, May 17, 2013

Decadent A Buck a Book Blog Hop -- Shiela Stewart

Hi, everyone! Decadent Publishing is holding a fabulous "A Buck a Book" Blog Hop featuring terrific Decadent writers from May 13 to June 30 -- and there's an awesomesauce giveaway: an HD 7" Nook tablet. (I want one!)

I'm so happy to be a stop on the blog hop, hosting fellow Decadent writer, Shiela Stewart, the author of AWAKEN THE DEMON and THE NAUGHTY ANGEL!

Take it away, Shiela!

Hi, my name is Shiela Stewart. I am a paranormal romance author. As part of the Decadent A Buck a Book Win a Nook blog hop I’m here to share with you a little something I set up between the characters of Awaken the Demon (Draco and Missy) and The Naughty Angel (Ariel and Edison) because I felt they had a lot on common. Edison and Draco are both demons, and Missy and Ariel being very similar in personalities as in being more passive. Here is a rundown of what occurred. (I secretly recorded them)
Because Edison and Ariel are wanted by heaven and hell for treason, this encounter had to be cloaked for their safety. The meeting took place at Draco and Missy’s mansion which Draco equipped with plenty of guard for their protection.

This is just audio, so you will have to use your imagination as to what they are doing as they speak.

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Draco: Welcome to our home. I hope your travels were uneventful?”

Edison: Thanks to your guards and the cloaking spell. Wow, this place is incredible.  Bet you hold some pretty awesome parties here.”

Missy: “We’re really not much of the partying type. I must say, I’ve never been in the presence of an angel before. I’m quite…uneasy.”

Ariel: “There’s no need. I’m no different than you really.”   


Edison: “Don’t let her sweetness fool you. She can be a nasty bitch when she wants to. Ouch!”

Draco: “I must say, when Shiela came to me with the idea of having us meet I was quite hesitant.”

Missy: “Hesitant. You threatened to disembowel her.”

Draco: “As well I should. Just the thought of me being in the same room with an angle is preposterous.”

Missy: “Please forgive my husband. He can be a bit of an ass at times.”

Ariel: “I understand the concern. When I heard she wanted us to meet with the two of you I was very nervous. You are, after all, Draco, a descendant from Satan himself.”

Edison: “I was thrilled and couldn’t wait to meet you. I’ve heard all the tales about you, good and bad. It’s an honor to finally meet you.”

Ariel: “You’re drooling, Edison.”

Edison: “You would drool too if you were in the presence of Jesus. Aw fuck, I don’t mean to compare you to Jesus. That was stupid.”

Missy: “Relax Edison. We understand. Can I offer the two of you a drink?”

Edison: “Hell yeah. Scotch, neat.”


Ariel: “Water will be fine for me, thank you.”



*Feet shuffling. Glasses clinking. *

Ariel: “I must admit, I really don’t understand Shiela’s motivation in having us get together. Thank you.” *Sounds of sipping.*

Missy: “She is a baffling woman. I found trying to get inside her head and figuring out her motivations frustrating. She put Draco and I through so much, twisting our stories about, changing what actually happened to her liking.”

Draco: “I told you long ago my love, that I could control her mind and have her tell our story properly.”

Missy: “And I told you to leave her be. She’s entitled to her creativity even if it is—“

Draco:  ”Wrong. She made me sound so…passive.”

Missy: “She put the event in which you killed Vincent in the book despite my pleading for her not to.”

Draco: “And she made it seem so tame.”

Missy: “She wanted readers to like you, not fear you.”

Draco: “I am to be feared.”

Missy: “Yes dear.”

Ariel: “She left out some key points in my story as well. Deciding to do a one night stand took a great deal of deliberation for me. She made it seem like it was nothing for me to turn on my beliefs and my loyalties and take a man to my bed whom I would never see again. I struggled for months with my decision.”

Edison: “And I am forever grateful for your decision.”

Missy: Was it hard for you both to turn on your beliefs and leave your families behind in order to be together?”

Ariel: “You would know better than anyone what love can do. No, it wasn't easy for me to step away from my kind, but at the same time, I couldn’t deny my needs any longer.”

Edison: “Boy does she have needs. Let me tell you, this woman is a hell of a lover. The things she does to me— Ouch! Why do you keep pinching me?”

Ariel: “Because you keep saying stupid things.  I felt Shiela made me a little too slutty—and if you open your mouth to that demon I will strike you down.”

**Snickers**

Missy: “I wonder what she has done with her other characters.”

Draco: “I heard she created a bunch of vampires who fight on the good and kill their own kind.”

Edison: “Get out! That is messed up. Tame vampires.” *Snorts*

Ariel: “I could search them out. It wouldn’t take much time for me to gather them.”

Missy: “That’s an interesting thought.”

Ariel: “Isn’t it though.”

Edison: “We could gather everyone together, get their take on her and then write a tell all book. Shit, if she can do it, we can do it.”

Missy: “But how could we do this without her knowledge?”

Draco: “Leave that to me, my love.”

Missy: “You have wanted to control her since the first edition she wrote of you.”

Draco: “Damn straight!”

Ariel: “We don’t want her harmed though.”

Draco: “I won’t harm her. But it might be fun toying with her a little.”

Missy: “Draco, behave.”

Edison: “Why do you think it is that she likes taking the bad and making it good?”

Draco: “Human nature. They always want things to have a happy ending.”

Ariel: “Well, she did give us all a happy ending didn’t she. I mean, sure, she changed us a little, altered some of the facts but in the end, she gave us what we most desired.”

Missy: “Love.”

Ariel: “Exactly.”

Draco: “Fine, she brought love into our lives but come on, she tamed us. She made demons and vampires friendly. That’s just not right”

Edison: “You got that right. I suppose these vampires don’t drink from humans do they?”

Draco: “Only from their mates.”

Edison: “That is sick.”

Draco: “So are we all in agreement that we should gather the others and write Shiela’s story?”

Missy: Ariel: Edison: “Let’s do it.”

Draco: “Then it’s set.”
 

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Quite something isn’t it? Here I thought getting a few of my characters together, ones I thought might benefit from each other was a good idea. Little did I know they would plot against me.  Sigh…If anyone knows of some good protection spells, please give me a call. I’m going to need them.

To follow me on this blog hop go to http://decadentpublishing.blogspot.com/p/giveaways.html
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Check out my website at www.shielasbooks.ca

Good Luck!



   

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Monday, December 3, 2012

Give a Reader a Reader from Decadent Publishing!

 
 
Join the wonderful people at Decadent Publishing and make this an awesome, deliciously decadent holiday for one of your besties!
 
Drop by a stop on the Decadent  Books on the Nook Give a Reader a Reader Blog Hop through December 15 and comment for a chance to win a fully loaded
Nook Simple Touch with Glowlight eReader for one of your friends, stocked with 45 Decadent Publishing books, including LIGHTNING from me!

 
Oh, and if you win, you'll also get copies of the 45 Decadent books for yourself!
 
What could be a brighter, better, more seductive holiday than that?
 
The list of books can be found in the graphic below.
 
 
But first...leave a comment here about LIGHTNING or THUNDER and, in addition to being entered for the Books on the Nook Giveaway from Decadent Publishing, I'll gift a random commenter with LIGHTNING and THUNDER swag!
 
 
Want the hot skinny on LIGHTNING, my erotic paranormal 1Night Stand story?

 
BLURB:
In mystic Sleepy Hollow, succubus Lily Night put her prom date, Campbell Jones, into a coma after a night of wild, unbridled sex. She has steered clear of mortals ever since, afraid of damaging them or worse, not to mention the inconvenience of knocking out the power every time they have sex.

Successful architect Campbell Jones has lived with strange powers and a sexy secret since that prom night. He’s buried himself in work to forget the woman who’d dumped him at the ER then vanished from his life without a trace.

Neither Lily nor Campbell have forgotten that night or the love they’d shared. Will a 1Night Stand help them bury their past? 

EXCERPT:

“A little higher and more to the left.”

Lily Night narrowed her eyes as the building maintenance man shifted her framed diploma on the freshly-painted wall opposite her desk. She tried not to ogle the firm ass encased in a pair of tight jeans or the way the man’s shoulder muscles rippled beneath his T-shirt.

Maybe if I pop an Altoid, I’ll have an excuse to wipe away the drool.

She refrained from jumping the handsome worker dude’s bones. The last time she’d dallied with a human, the encounter had not gone well. Vivid images of that long ago prom night bombarded her. Campbell Jones had been a young, strapping, hunk-and-a-half football player and they’d started their date full of hope and expectation and lust. When he’d adjusted the fragrant gardenia corsage on her wrist, she’d inhaled his crisp, citrus scent and thought she might swoon at the sight of him in his tux. The black material stretched across broad shoulders that mirrored the promise of the bruising man he’d be in his prime. But she’d all but sucked him dry as flashes of lightning crackled over their heads. By the time dawn painted the sky, she’d turned him into a mere shadow of his former self. Literally.

And briefly knocked out cell phone service in the lower Hudson Valley, as well.

She’d sworn off humans ever since. Instead, she pulled all-nighter after all-nighter to evade the dreams in which men called to her—and to avoid the university dating scene that inevitably led to frequent and addicting sex.

Mortals. Bleh.
 
And here are the deets for THUNDER, my second 1Night Stand story!
 
BLURB:
Lonely young witch, Veronica Hardwicke, has struggled to get on with her life after the death of the elderly husband who’d left her a fortune and a sprawling estate in mystical Sleepy Hollow. When frightening things go bump in the night on a stormy Fourth of July, who better to call than the sexy developer and contractor, Sean Jones, who's been renovating her mansion for months? 
Sean may grace the tabloid pages with a different supermodel on his arm every night, but it's Veronica who drives him nuts. Ignoring his instinct to stay away, he answers her summons.
 
Will the thundering passion of their 1Night Stand tear down the barriers between them? 
 
EXCERPT:
Veronica paced back and forth in the grand entry foyer of the Belmont mansion, the kitten heels of her Prada mules clacking on the marble floors.
The rest of the place might not be finished, but she’d insisted on having a few rooms completed, so at least she felt like she was living in a home, rather than a massive, never-ending construction project. Well, her contractor had insisted, even though working around the main entrance and central hallway created more work for him and his crew. But she was forced to admit he was right.
Her cell phone chimed on top of the antique credenza shoved flush against one wall. She leaped for it. Probably Geneviève, to regale her with all the fun she was having in Paris. Or Sean, to advise her he couldn’t make it after all. She sighed and read the text message on the small screen.
Congratulations, Veronica. 1Night Stand has found your date. Have a good time.
With both anxiety and mounting excitement, she stared at the screen and waited. No other info. Outside in the night, thunder boomed. She jumped then laughed at herself.
Ghosts are one thing, but freaking out at the weather now? Cripes, you really do need this date!
She let her imagination run wild, then texted back for more details:
When? Where? Who?
An insistent pounding at the front door jarred her out of her fantasy. She swung the door open on another explosive crack of thunder.
Sean stood on her doorstep, his soaked T-shirt molding sculpted pecs and abs, his drenched hair flattened over his brow. Rain poured down as he fiddled with his iPhone, a bemused expression on his face. Behind him, jagged arrows of lightning tore the dark sky. He glared at the screen, glanced at her in confusion, then back at the screen.
Veronica’s own phone pinged again. Thunder roared. She read the message in disbelief.
You’re looking at him.

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