Giveaway:
Taryn is giving away a copy of an ebook from her list of titles to one tour wide winner. Rafflecopter link is at the bottom of the post. Good Luck!
Blurb:
Sent into the human realm to retrieve prodigal princess, Zena Night, Bhyrne Raines is shocked and unprepared for his carnal reaction to the sexy succubus. In service to the succubus queen, the rugged enforcer must stifle the instant passion exploding within him. Fulfilling his royal duty doesn’t allow for quickie dalliances. His biological clock is ticking, and he begins to enter breedspawn, an intense and unstoppable frenzy of mating all fire-demon males must endure. But the more he wants to avoid Zena, the more he’s drawn to her.
Reluctant to give up her carefree life of partying among the mortals when the hot-as-sin Bhyrne comes to fetch her for the queen, Zena uses her succubus wiles to entice him, or at least delay the inevitable trip to the royal court. Once in the demon stronghold, hidden deep within the Catskill mountains, she learns the reason for the summons: she must choose a consort within two days.
Zena needs a mate. Bhyrne needs to mate. With time running out for both of them, they each turn to 1Night Stand. Can Madame Eve come to the rescue?
Excerpt:
Holy freeze gun, Batman. The words died before she managed to expose them to air. Her mouth snapped shut.
One of the Queen’s guards stood before her, huge and tall, nearly twice the size of most of the other males in the joint, a hella hunka supernatural male. Clearly not human, although Hugo Boss’d to his Adam’s apple in an apparent bid to fit in among the humans trolling for hot sex, illicit drugs, watered-down booze and loud music. Beneath the fabric of the unstructured designer suit, the toned muscles of a demonic warrior rolled like tidal waves. Even without the small lapel pin the uninformed might mistake for the The Rolling Stones’ logo, she’d recognize him for a captain of the guard. Maybe the Queen’s own Captain.
Hellfire and cotton candy. Trouble. T-R-O-U-B-L-E.
But, by the goddess, whattahottie! Despite her certainty that his presence in the club corridor boded ill for her, the force of her sudden hunger shook her.
Like lightning.
Thunder.
A desperate bolt out of the blue.
Instant connection to him on the paranormal plane, as if he’d wrapped her aura in gold chains and tugged her to him. But did that fast lane to heaven run one way or two?
A grim expression straightened the lines of what otherwise might have been a generous, sensuous mouth. A military buzz cut had weed-whacked hair the color of iron. And it didn’t stop there. Without doubt, metal fortified every single cell in the massive male’s body, pure titanium flowing in his veins. The stern planes and angles of a hard-edged, swoon-worthy face set grimly as cement. Though he lounged in the hallway like any Archie or Jughead waiting in line to discharge his rented beer in a urinal, he exuded authority, his carriage and bearing such that he made the others look like a pack of Twizzlers. Oh. Yeah. More than a mere guardsman, she guessed. An enforcer.
Ruh-roh.
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Interview Questions
Answered by Bhyrne Raines and Zena Night, hero and heroine of HEAT WAVE
Bhyrne: Yeah, so…Taryn was busy with some inane thing. We’re helping her out with your questions today.
Zena: Goddess knows why.
Bhyrne: Come on, babe. She helped us out. Got us together.
Zena: I thought Madame Eve did that?
Bhyrne: Details. Important thing is…we’re together, true?
Zena: Oh, most def!
Top ten things you don’t know about me:
1. Cotton or Silk?
Bhyrne: Like it matters? I manage to get both off. With my teeth.
Zena: Yeah, well, I kinda like the glide of the silk. Makes me feel sexy.
Though…for Bhyrne…commando all the way, baby.
2. Champagne/beer/wine?
Bhyrne: I’m a Scotch man. Macallan. Although, when we visited my cousin Max’s place in Sleepy Hollow, I needed a drink so badly, I was ready to down heinous peach schnapps or ice wine Max keeps around for Dagney. Luckily, he also stocks the good stuff. The really good stuff.
Zena: I’m a frozen fruit and umbrella girl. Adore a well-made Heat Wave. Bhyrne made me a Dark and Stormy while we were at Max’s and Dagney’s and that was pretty tasty, too.
Recipe for the Heat Wave cocktail:
1 oz. coconut rum
1 oz. peach schnapps
3 oz. pineapple juice
3 oz. orange juice (optional)
Splash of Grenadine
Cherry and pineapple slice. Or peach slice.
Pour the liquor and juice into an ice-filled glass. Add Grenadine. Garnish with fruit of your choice.
Dark and Stormy recipe:
2 oz. black or dark rum
3 oz. ginger beer
½ oz. lime juice (optional)
Lime slice or wedge.
Pour everything into a tall, ice-filled glass. Garnish with lime slice or wedge.
3. Plotter/pantser
Zena: Didn’t we already say ‘commando’?
Bhyrne: I think she means Taryn. Who’s essentially clueless.
Zena: Yeah. True.
4. Describe your workspace
Bhyrne: Yeah. No. I’m an enforcer. Let’s just let it go at that.
Zena: And I’m a succubus. So…anyplace can be my workspace.
Bhyrne: Not anymore, princess.
5. Sports fan or just tolerate it?
Bhyrne: We engage in sports.
Zena: We make up our own games.
Bhyrne: Um, yeah. Is this interview gonna be finished anytime soon?
Zena: Looks like Bhyrne wants to play.
Bhyrne: Right now.
6. Who is your biggest influence on writing?
Zena: Don’t understand that question.
Bhyrne: Next!
Zena: You get the sense he’s getting a little impatient here?
7. Favorite food –
Zena: Bhyrne.
Bhyrne: Zena
Zena: His guilty secret, though, are the Cinnabons at the mall.
Bhyrne: Which you taste just like.
Zena: Good answer, babe!
8. When did you start writing?
Bhyrne: Yeah, we really don’t get that one, either. And we kinda need to go now.
9. If money were no object, where would you like to live?
Bhyrne: It isn’t…but…Sleepy Hollow.
Zena: Sure beats demonville in Duyvil Tand, that’s for sure!
Bhyrne: You’ve sold me. And, really…anywhere you are.
Zena: Same for me.
10. What’s next for you?
Bhryne: Yeah, so…remember that question about sports?
Zena: Yeah, we’re outtie!
Author’s Bio:
Taryn is an Olympic caliber athlete egg roller and spends a great deal of her time petitioning the U.S.O.C. to introduce a fantail shrimp competition. When she’s not bungee jumping off the Palisades or parasailing up and down the Hudson River, she devotes her time to caring for her aging pet walrus, arranging her voodoo doll-pin collection and practicing rhythmic chants. At this moment, she is busy sweeping up the loose masala chai tea leaves she spilled all over the kitchen floor. (Probably because she needs COFFEE.) Wait. Is that something…sparkly?
Taryn hangs around a lot on Facebook and Twitter with her trillions of fans and pops in at Goodreads from time to time. You can catch her on her website, http://tarynkincaid.com, and her blog, http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com where she lives for comments!
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I agree, Carol. But it is what it is. [sigh] They are what they are.
LMAO. Taryn your characters should show a little more respect for you when out in public! 😉
Thanks for letting Bhyrne and Zena out to romp today, Harlie!