Wednesday, 18 April 2012

Forsaken series blog tour

The Forsaken Series
By Elise Whyles and Ciara Lake

Series Overview:
Among us walk immortal beings – cursed to hide within the shadows they live along side us as they have for centuries. Using, feeding, living off the mortals so reviled for their weakness – yet there are some who will be awakened and immortality will be given.
Now, an ancient evil stirs – rising to threaten not only the Immortal Realms but the mortal world. A cursed vampire General stirs, plotting his revenge on those who have forsaken him…but he’s forgotten about the innocent, who like him have been punished.
There are those who are Forsaken.
It could be anyone among us…
Series Website   Elise Whyles Facebook   Ciara Lake Facebook

The first book, Forsaken Heart by Elise Whyles is set to release in April 2012. The second book Curse of a Dargon’s Claim  by Ciara Lake will release shortly after.
 Forsaken Heart
Punished for sins not her own, can a mortal claim her vampire mate?
The world of immortals must unite to save both themselves and the mortals they co-exist with from an ancient evil.
For Bede MacTaggert this means trusting in the warrior sent for her sister—a man of mystery, of power, and one who could easily sweep her into a world she's destined to be part of.
An imperial guard to the king of vampires, Gawain has always tuned out the needs of the flesh. Dedicating himself to the service of the royals, he's lived on the fringes of his people for centuries. Now he's forced from the shadows and into the arms of a woman who will awaken his heart and body to a passion unequaled.
Content Warning: sexy alpha vampire, explicit sex, violence

"Frails are not to be toyed with," Gawain ground out and grabbed the girl, spinning her away, his sword at the ready as the man heaved upward, a dagger clutched in his hand. Gawain's sword rested easy on his palm, ready, the surface slicked with blood as he faced the coward.
"She's mine to do with as I choose." He gurgled, collapsing to the ground, his weapon falling from pudgy fingers. "Paid ten pieces of gold for 'em both, and I aim to get a might of use out 'em."
"Now she's mine," Gawain declared. Raising his sword, he drove it through the man's chest, pinning his twitching frame to the ground. He stepped back, his gaze sweeping the clearing. Males such as this did not travel alone, his cohorts would be close. He'd need to find and kill them…
Searing pain lanced through him, splitting his chest. Gawain glanced down. The thin, sharp tip of a blade stuck from his chest. He touched the blade and snarled. The metal was warm, when it should have been cold. Shock slammed into him as the blade began to glow, turning a searing red before changing back to normal, or as normal as it could be with blood racing down the weapon.
Whirling, his hand already scrabbling for the dagger's hilt in his back, he grabbed his assailant by the throat and lifted. Grunting as he pulled the weapon free, his lips curled upward. "You'd do well, wench, to know your place."
"If you think I mean to let you do her harm…" Sputtering, her nails digging into his wrists, the girl's brown eyes stared into his. Fear lay within the depths but something else stirred. Something dark, dangerous, easily recognized if one knew what they were looking for.
His fingers moved, tightening, loosening as he pulled her against him. Inhaling, he caught the faint scent of blood, fear, sweat, fire, and something sultry, sweet, and light on his tongue. Drawing the scent deep, he wallowed in it, his body responding to the aroma he'd dreamed of but never found.
Gawain inhaled slowly, his muscles tightening, burning. Using the tip of her dagger, he pushed the material of her shift aside. The scrolling marks of a serpent flared before his eyes. It coiled and danced beneath the girl's flesh.

Character Interview: Gawain – of the Vampires

What’s your favorite food(s)? (Isn’t limited to humans – if you write paranormal can be anything you want it to be.)
Food? Why I don’t imbibe food of the earth. Frankly its revolting, tasteless, and as appealing going in as out. Now a nice, warm, cup of the sweetest blood? Oh yes, that’s simply divine. Of course, the sweetest is from the veins of my chosen one.

Who was your first boyfriend/girlfriend and how old were you when you met?
My first was Bede of the Woods. I was eight hundred and twenty one years old.
How long have you worked at your current job?
Since I was one hundred and sixty five years old. It was my calling, my life until I met Bede who has become my life.
What’s your greatest pet peeve with you Mother/Father? Why?
Pet peeve with my parents? What in the Stylox…oh yes, I see it’s a human custom isn’t it? Well, there were no issues with my parents growing up. Mother and father have both been kind to me. They took pride in all I did and still do.
If you could meet anyone living or dead who would it be and why?
Bede’s father – I’ve the desire to rip out his throat with my claws and stomp on his beating heart for the treachery and brutality to Bede and her young sister.
Who’s your favorite artist, singer, etc.?
I do so love the songs of Selene – lullabies sung to the young for generations. They’re calming, soothing and fill one with the hope of life.
Name two things about Bede you’d change and tell us why?
Two things…hmmm. Well, firstly I’d change her desire to constantly nag. I swear the woman hasn’t stopped nagging me about going back to Amuliana’s realm since she discovered my minor falsehood weeks past. I always keep my word and having her worrying and fussing is frustrating.
Her pesky habit of helping those who are undeserving of her kindness. She has been talking to the Queens, seems she’s feeling the urge to nest and since she has not grown into her immortality enough to reproduce an offspring of our own – she’s taken in every child with a wing, a fang, a claw…all while using her wiles to keep me distracted.

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