Friday, September 30, 2016

Book Blitz + #Giveaway: The Seer’s Daughter by Athena Daniels @AthenaDaniels11 @JaidisShaw

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Title:  The Seer's Daughter
Series:  Beyond the Grave, Book 1
Author:   Athena Daniels
Published:   November 9th 2015
Publisher:   Sunset Coast Publishing
Genre:   Romance / Paranormal / Suspense
Recommended Age:  18+


To save her, he must let go of everything he ever believed.

Upon returning to her hometown for her grandmother’s funeral, Sage Matthews is terrorized by a series of strange events. She dismisses each eerie occurrence as a by-product of her overwrought emotional state, until it becomes chillingly clear that something not of this world is desperate to get a message—or is it a warning?—through to her…

Detective Sergeant Ethan Blade comes to Cryton, South Australia, to catch a serial killer. When Ethan meets Sage—the latest victim’s beautiful granddaughter—his attraction to her is explosive and inconvenient. He knows she’s not crazy, but Sage’s theory about the murders is unbelievable.

With the handsome detective rejecting her ideas, Sage embarks on the supernatural journey that her grandmother started. What she discovers shatters everything Sage ever knew about herself—and who she really is.

Ethan’s routine case quickly turns personal when he discovers Sage is the killer’s next target. For her, he’ll break all the rules and cross every line. But how can he protect Sage from an evil he cannot even conceive of?

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“Stop!” Frustration swirled behind Sage’s eyes, turning them a vivid green as she stepped forward and pushed Ethan hard in the chest. He instinctively caught her wrists and held them. Her breathing was labored, and he was painfully aware of how close they were. His jeans tightened inconveniently.
“Don’t you dare talk down to me, Ethan. I haven’t had anything put in my head. That is a condescending, arrogant comment, and totally uncalled for.” She made a half-hearted attempt to yank her hands away. His grip on her wrists wasn’t that tight, but he was much stronger than she was. Her chest rose and fell deeply, and her eyes darkened as they scanned his face. Their bodies were almost touching.
She sounded a little breathless. “You don’t know, Ethan. You can’t know, because you weren’t there. I was there. Mark, Pia, Ryan, and Joe were there. Let me tell you uncategorically, that everything that I have seen, and everything I have experienced, I did with my own eyes, my own ears, and my own mind. I don’t doubt it because four other people will corroborate what happened too. That is not to mention Nan and Ada. If you refute that evidence, then it is you who is the fool. Not me.”
He may have been angry enough to take a cheap shot at the credibility of Mark’s team, but he wouldn’t insult her grandmother.
“I know you’re not a fool,” he said instead. She was smart but tough, a little too feisty, but intriguing. Soft, feminine, stimulating, sexy... It was hard to keep his thoughts focused when her soft, warm body was so temptingly close.
“Mark said—”
“Stay away from Collins.” His voice was a low rumble. In his heightened state of arousal, the mention of that crackpot’s name sparked an intense rush of jealousy. Mark said. He didn’t give a flying fuck about what Collins said. And he didn’t want her thinking about him when it was Ethan’s hands that were on her.
“Why?” Her tone was a challenge, her heavy-lidded eyes a silent plea. A contradiction that made him desperate to kiss her and put a stop to this frustrating conversation.
“Because I don’t like the way he looks at you.” He hadn’t meant to be so honest.
“Oh, come on,” she scoffed. She licked her lips and he felt her pulse racing beneath his fingertips. “Let me go,” she whispered.
He didn’t believe she wanted that. “No. Not until we’ve talked about this.”
“I won’t talk until you let me go.”
Ooh, a challenge. He held onto her for a moment too long, then released his grip, his lips twitching with the urge to smile. “Talk.”
Her eyes were shining, her cheeks stained pink. A tiny vein on the side of her neck pulsed. How he’d love to flick his tongue along it.
“Okay, then. Tell me why you don’t like Mark. And don’t give me any crap about how he looks at me.”
“I don’t trust him,” he answered easily. “Next question?”
“Oh no you don’t.” She stabbed a finger into his chest. “Why don’t you trust Mark?”
“Why?” What the fuck? People didn’t ask him “why.” When he spoke, people took him at his word. “I just don’t.”
“What have you based that expert opinion on? Where’s your evidence?” she pressed.
“My evidence? I don’t need any. I’ve got gut instinct.”
“Ooh.” Her eyes sparkled as she went in for the kill. “And why are you allowed to make a judgment not based on fact, and nobody else is, hmm?”
“You’ve got to be kidding. The difference is I’m not talking about a fucking ghost, that’s what.” Heat filled his body. He wanted to touch her so badly, to grab her by the shoulders and kiss her senseless. His hands opened and closed at his sides.
“You don’t believe in ghosts because you can’t see them.”
“That’s right.”
“Well, I can’t see your gut instinct, so I don’t believe in it.” She raised her chin and waved a hand in dismissal. Every time she inhaled, he could make out the hard peaks of her nipples through the sheer fabric. She placed her hands on her hips, making those two points of temptation even more prominent. He groaned.
“Mark is coming back tomorrow and—”
Gripping her shoulders, he pulled her hard against his body and crushed his lips to hers. She made a soft mewling noise before opening her mouth. The instant his tongue touched hers, it was like pulling the pin on a hand grenade. He dove into her sweet mouth, tasting her, learning her. The heated scent of desire swirled between them, and they breathed each other in.
She kissed him back with an intensity that matched his own. Her hands locked tight around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair. She smelled fresh, like the crisp air after a summer storm, and as she melded her soft, lush curves into him, she rubbed against his hard cock. It was painful pleasure, exquisite torture.
That rubbing sent him into a frenzy of need, which he then ruthlessly leashed. He didn’t want to scare her. His desire sure as hell scared him. He attempted to slow the pace, but her hands that had been clawing at his back were now on his chest, and heading south.
She reached between his legs and cupped him through his jeans. He palmed her breast, discovering it to be heavier than he had remembered. Round, firm, and more than a handful. Her nipple was a hard pebble underneath his thumb.
She broke the kiss, his name falling from her lips in a ragged sigh. Her skin was flushed, her green eyes sparkling.
“I want you,” she said, squeezing him through his jeans and shattering his control. “Now.”
“Oh, sweet Jesus, Sage.”
Bending his head, he flicked his tongue along the long column of her neck, and she cried out, desperately panting. He was going to find each and every one of her erogenous zones and tease and explore them mercilessly.
He took her mouth again, hard and urgent, and walked her forward, until her back was flush against the wall near the stairs. Eying the rise and fall of her chest, he ripped that teasing, flimsy shirt apart, buttons skittering across the floor. Her pretty bra, so sheer that he could see her rose-colored nipples clearly, looked so damned sweet and sexy that he left it on. For now.

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About the Author:
Athena Daniels lives on the northern beaches of sunny Western Australia, where she writes romantic suspense and paranormal romance.

Athena is the author of romantic thriller Desperate and the first two books in the Beyond the Grave series, The Seer’s Daughter and The Alchemist’s Son. The Seer’s Daughter was a Top Pick at The Romance Reviews and was featured in AusRom Today’s January 2016 top-twenty list of “Lust-Have Sci-Fi, Paranormal, and Fantasy Novelists.”

Athena has a natural curiosity about the “more” there is in life, and holds several qualifications in metaphysics and natural therapies. She is a neuro-linguistic programming (NLP) practitioner, life coach, and feng shui specialist.

To learn more about Athena, or to take a sneak peek at what’s coming next, visit her online or connect with her on social media.

Giveaway Details:

There is a tour wide giveaway. Prizes include the following:
  • $5 Amazon Gift Card
Giveaway is International.
Ends October 4th, 2016 at 11:59 PM EDT

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