Showing posts with label J Annas Walker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label J Annas Walker. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Today's Guest J. Annas Walker




BLURB

Three years have passed since vampire princess Cassy Daniels, Scion of the House of Dracul, gave up her title to turn and marry David Ashe. Together, they live in exile with the Council of Crones, a group of elder witches. Isolated from the world, they found bliss. However, vampire politics soon intrudes.

Born vampire women are being kidnapped, and Cassy’s next on the list. After a failed attempt to take Cassy from the Council of Crones’ estate, magical portals lead back to the missing women. Cassy and David are tasked with bringing them home. David is sent after Elisabeta, Cassy’s sister-in-law, who is still on Earth. Cassy, however, has what it takes to enter the elf-kingdom of Avalon and retrieve the other three vampires.


Can Cassy and David hold onto their bliss or will Avalon’s magic lure her from home?


EXCERPT

David shifted to place Cassy behind him. The prince gave a smirk at the obvious movement. Lady Helena laid her hand on David’s shoulder as if to restrain him. He relaxed but still blocked Cassy from the prince’s immediate grasp.

Cawing from the window ledge drew everyone’s attention to the crow. It spread its wings and gave another loud caw, leaning forward in a clumsy bow. It waited until Lady Ursula held her arm and beckoned it to her. Flapping feathers swooshed over Cassy and David’s head.

The bird landed with more grace than its bow. It leaned its head as close to the elder witch’s face is it could and still remain on her arm. A series of clicks and soft caws added to a set of guttural noises as the bird communicated.

The witch nodded and pulled a treat from her pocket. “Thank you, Obsidian. That was most informative.” She gave the crow its reward and held her arm up higher. It flapped several times before launching itself into the air. It took laps around the tall ceiling and headed back out the window.

“It seems, Prince Vlad, we have a common problem. One of our Mothers has been reported missing in New Atlanta, but we have a magical trace,” Lady Ursula said.

“And vould you be so kind as to tell me vhere the trace led?” Vlad requested.


“To Avalon,” she replied.




Bio:

Born and raised among the Blue Ridge Mountains of western North Carolina, J. Annas Walker was brought listening to oral history and traditional storytelling. Her hobby of writing short stories bloomed out of this tradition. With the encouragement of her sisters, husband, an aunt, and a very supportive cousin, she took a chance to turn her hobby into something larger.


After acquiring a bachelors of science in civil engineering technology, she worked for a number of years as a transportation designer. Designing road construction projects by day, she continued writing by night. Today, she writes more than she ever did and blends fantasy and paranormal into romance storylines. The fanged, spectral, magical, and furry have become everyday life.


J. Annas Walker lives with her husband, two teenage sons, and her cat/office assistant.



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Monday, April 1, 2013

Special Guest J. Annas Walker


Hello! It's my great pleasure to have J. Annas Walker back for another visit. Please enjoy a excerpt from Midnight's Jewel. Don't forget to enter into the tour long giveaway for a $10 Amazon Gift Card. Giveaway runs from 3/15/13-4/5/13









Blurb:
Sabrina Rivers, an orphaned half witch and magical misfit, has been hidden from the world for almost a century by her Aunt Eleanor. Her only possession is a mysterious dark crystalline pendant she can’t remove. She knows nothing about its powers or purpose.

When mercenaries attempt to steal the pendant in broad daylight, Eleanor has no choice but to entrust Sabrina’s safety to vampire Brandon Thorpe, kingpin of Atlanta’s supernatural underworld. While Eleanor hunts the would-be assassins, Sabrina learns what it means to finally be free to live and to love, but freedom has a cost. Her sheltered life left her with a heavy burden and no way to protect herself.

Is Brandon’s love real or a ploy to get Midnight’s Jewel? Will what she doesn’t know about her past get both of them killed? Can he protect her from her enemies and his? What price will she have to pay for love?


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PG Excerpt:


“Mr. Thorpe? Sir, we have received word of a bombing in Asheville. It appears someone targeted Hilargi, Inc. A black BMW M5 matching the description of Eleanor Beckett’s was seen leaving the area. We believe she is headed this way. What would you like for us to do?” The skinny, small-framed man looked more like a sleazy used car salesman than a messenger. Tension and fear filled his voice. He was only a few steps into the room but seemed to think it was too far in for comfort.


His boss looked up from his paper with no particular interest, picked up his wine glass, and gave the dark-red contents a hard look. He took a large mouthful and swallowed hard. Giving the skinny man an appraising eye, he thought about the message for a few moments more.

“Let her. Don’t try to stop her, for your own safety. If she is on the run, there’s something far more dangerous on her trail. Do you know if she was alone?”

“We can’t be sure, sir, but we think she has her niece and a fairy with her.” The salesman-like messenger took a step back toward the door, anxious to be anywhere but here.

“Well, then. I think we can expect guests. I look forward to meeting them. Send most of the guards and staff away. Tell them they can have the evening off and to go party responsibly.” The man practically ran from the room, leaving him alone. He was intrigued. Eleanor was rumored to have something of tremendous value in her possession. Whatever it was, she was sure to have it with her. Her visit had the potential to be very profitable. Perhaps she would barter safety for a little slice of the pie. He would have to call this in to his boss. His boss required a taste of Thorpe’s profitable dishes, but it was okay. That was just how the system worked, how he himself had became so wealthy. He smiled to himself and went back to reading his paper.



Author Bio:
Born and raised among the Blue Ridge Mountains of western North Carolina, J. Annas Walker was brought listening to oral history and traditional storytelling. Her hobby of writing short stories bloomed out of this tradition. With the encouragement of her sisters, husband, an aunt, and a very supportive cousin, she took a chance to turn her hobby into something larger.


After acquiring a bachelors of science in civil engineering technology, she worked for a number of years as a transportation designer. Designing road construction projects by day, she continued writing by night. Today, she writes more than she ever did and blends fantasy and paranormal into romance storylines. The fanged, spectral, magical, and furry have become everyday life.


J. Annas Walker lives with her husband, two teenage sons, and her cat/office assistant.




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Wednesday, March 20, 2013

J. Annas Walker CBP-Tour Stop


I'm the next stop on J. Annas Walker's blog tour. She's promoting Midnight's Jewel and is also having a $10 Amazon Gift Card giveaway at the end of her tour. 
(Tour dates run from 3/15/13-4/5/13)

Please sit back, relax and enjoy an excerpt from Midnight's Jewel!





Blurb:

Sabrina Rivers, an orphaned half witch and magical misfit, has been hidden from the world for almost a century by her Aunt Eleanor. Her only possession is a mysterious dark crystalline pendant she can’t remove. She knows nothing about its powers or purpose.

When mercenaries attempt to steal the pendant in broad daylight, Eleanor has no choice but to entrust Sabrina’s safety to vampire Brandon Thorpe, kingpin of Atlanta’s supernatural underworld. While Eleanor hunts the would-be assassins, Sabrina learns what it means to finally be free to live and to love, but freedom has a cost. Her sheltered life left her with a heavy burden and no way to protect herself.

Is Brandon’s love real or a ploy to get Midnight’s Jewel? Will what she doesn’t know about her past get both of them killed? Can he protect her from her enemies and his? What price will she have to pay for love?



R Rated Excerpt:

He finished removing the soap lather and stepped close to her, placing his hands on the wall on either side of her head. He leaned in and kissed her. He whispered against her lips. “I would say you were lucky to have someone who cared, I would say you were very eager, and I would say I want you right now.” He kissed her again. This time she returned the kiss.

The molten pool of fire in her chest spread throughout her body. Her heart sent it coursing through her. She could feel her clit swell with the newfound pleasure. Her nipples tightened into pink pebbles. A gush of hot juice filled her pussy and spilled down her legs. She wanted to take his cock deep into the very core of her being, to melt their souls into one.

He pressed her body into the wall with his. She could feel his dick getting hard. It lay stiff against her stomach. Their height difference was going to be a problem like this.

He moved his hand down to her waiting slit. Inserting two fingers, he carefully slid them in and out while kissing the side of her neck. Nothing hurt this time. She relaxed, spread her legs enough to give him better access, and enjoyed it. His fingers were slippery with her fluids. They glided along her tunnel with ease. He knew just where to apply pressure. Placing his thumb on her swollen pearl, he worked both her pussy and clit simultaneously. He stooped over enough to lick and suck a nipple.

Sabrina had to brace herself on the wall with outstretched arms. He was going to make her come and there was nothing to hold her up. She was sure her knees would not keep her standing like this. Her body was going to burst with tension unless he fingered her off, but she was going to collapse if he did. Her cunt quivered and pulsed with a rhythm to match his. The orgasm that followed tore through her whole body. For a moment, she was locked in place, unable to move. The first aftershock hit and down she went. He caught her and eased her to the shower floor.

“Can you stay on your hands and knees?” Brandon asked.

She tried twice to speak but found the words were not there. So, she nodded in reply. He guided her into position. The hard aftershocks subsided into tiny ripples of pleasure. Her pussy was still quaking when he plunged into her from behind. It took her breath.

The tip of his cock reached her limits. Holding her hips, he rocked her back into him, applying a little more pressure. She could feel his long shaft stretching her. There was no tearing, no pinching pain. She was ready.

“Yes, please, Brandon! Please, don’t stop,” she breathlessly pleaded.


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Author Bio:  Born and raised among the Blue Ridge Mountains of western North Carolina, J. Annas Walker was brought listening to oral history and traditional storytelling. Her hobby of writing short stories bloomed out of this tradition. With the encouragement of her sisters, husband, an aunt, and a very supportive cousin, she took a chance to turn her hobby into something larger.

After acquiring a bachelors of science in civil engineering technology, she worked for a number of years as a transportation designer. Designing road construction projects by day, she continued writing by night. Today, she writes more than she ever did and blends fantasy and paranormal into romance storylines. The fanged, spectral, magical, and furry have become everyday life.

J. Annas Walker lives with her husband, two teenage sons, and her cat/office assistant.











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