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Paranormal Pajama Party Tonight! #giveaway

December 14 Live Video Event

Live Paranormal Pajama Party with Caridad Pineiro & Laurie London 😉

Join us for a Paranormal Pajama Party as bestselling authors Laurie London and Caridad Pineiro share their thoughts on vampires at Christmas and how to have a biting good Christmas with their sexy fang boys!

DATE: DEC. 14th, 2011
TIME: 6:00PM Pacific / 9:00PM Eastern

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Michele Hauf Guest Blog and Giveaway

After the Kiss by Michele HaufWe’re lucky to have with us today, Michele Hauf, who writes paranormal, historical and fantasy romance for Nocturne and HQN. Her current release is a novella, After The Kiss, available as an eBook. Her next vampire/werewolf romance, HER VAMPIRE HUSBAND will be out April 2010. For info on Michele’s books and blog, visit: michelehauf.com or dustedbywhimsy.blogspot.com. If you love vampires, do check out VampChix at vampchix.blogspot.com!

Michele has a short excerpt for us from After the Kiss as well as a copy of MOON KISSED. For a chance to win MOON KISSED, just leave a comment on this blog by midnight EST on Friday, November 13th.


One hour ago I, Belladonna Reynolds, married a werewolf.

I said, “I do” to a man I had fallen head over heels in love with months earlier as the fall leaves were gently covered with snow.

I said “I do” to a man who shifts shape into wolf form.

And I said “I do” to a man who, during the full moon, is half-man, half-beast, and can frighten me as much as he seduces me.

His name is Stephan Severo. He’s close to a hundred years old.

I kissed him to seal our vows. Severo’s kisses are like this: tender whispers of flesh upon flesh; lashes of tongue capable of buckling my knees; deep, delving dances with my soul; an intense, sensual connection I wished not to cease.

He was staring at me now. Eyes like shadowed whiskey owned me. We stood upon the threshold before Severo’s mansion, a home we’ve shared since October. It was April, but I was not cold. I was shivering because I wasnervous. Tonight we were to consummate our vows.

It wouldn’t be the first time we’d made love, but I intended to make it feel like it.

Would he give me the one thing I needed more than air tonight?