Today’s stop is for Christa Paige’s Mated In Treason. We will have info about the book and author, and a great excerpt from the book, plus a great giveaway. Make sure to check everything out and enter the giveaway.
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Welcome to the world of the Kan Asma Vampires. The Kan Asma are genetically
modified humans who’ve become vampires. For centuries, the Kan Asma
lived symbiotically with their human neighbors until the government
recognized something had increased their life spans. Scientists and
militia stormed their quiet Abkhazian village and betrayal followed.
Many vampires experienced brutality and torture. Others died from
experimentation. After a perilous journey, the surviving Kan Asma
fled their homeland and settled in West Hollywood, California. The
refugees cling to their sacred traditions, holding their mating rites
above all others because without them, their numbers would diminish.
There is no love or emotion in their Council-determined matings. Now,
their quiet lives have suddenly been turned upside down. Lines have
been drawn between the wealthy aristocrats and an uprising determined
to halt the unfair ritual keeping wealth and power out of reach.
Those who are lucky to find love in these matches are very few, and
they will have to fight with everything they have in order to claim
their mates or suffer a broken heart for eternity.
When the kraliyet bodyguard ended up in her hospital bed after an
explosion left him in critical condition, Nadia tried to warn herself
not to fall in love with him. After all, she’s no vampire Cinderella,
and happily-ever-afters didn’t happen to low-born females of the Kan
Asma. But her heart wouldn’t listen, and soon she wanted to claim
Gunnar as her forever mate, even if it meant taking him the only way
possible, as a husband in a disgraceful human ceremony.
Gunnar fell in love with his nurse the moment he saw her smile. He yearned
to claim her as his, but the Council would never allow him to mingle
his powerful blood with a female from a poor family. The penalty for
an unsanctioned mating is a death sentence. He doesn’t care about
the threats and possible consequences of making her his. Though, due
to the high probability of genetic incompatibility, he can’t complete
their blood-bond without knowing if it might take her life. Losing
her would be worse than torture.
Their only hope lies with the treasonous Faction hell-bent on destroying
the very people Gunnar calls family. Determined to find a way to be
mated, Gunnar seeks out the leader of this hidden uprising. Together,
Nadia and Gunnar must break every law and rite of their vampire
culture to become bonded for life. Gunnar will play a deadly game of
subversion or pay a blood price that would sever him from their
people and put a bounty on his head. They must survive a dangerous
infiltration of the Faction, because they’ll do anything to be
together, even if it means being mated in treason.
The door swung open and he stood in the threshold. Strong and intense, her essence called to him on an elemental level. “Nadia.” His voice gruff, he said her name on a mere growl around long fangs that pricked his lower lip.
Surprise lined her forehead, her eyes narrowed, and breath wrenched from her chest. She stood from her chair and swiped the back of her hand across her cheek. Red tinged her eyes. Moisture tracked from the corners and spilled down her cheeks. Misery hit him square in the chest like a dull, rusty blade. Needing privacy, he shut the door and locked the deadbolt. “Why are you crying?”
She shook her head. The long length of her ponytail fell over her shoulder as she glanced away from him. Her eyes lost focus and she stared at the dingy wooden cabinets hanging from the far wall.
“Tell me, kjaere.” Gunnar pressed his lips together. Great, now he was using terms of endearment in his mother’s native tongue. He really had lost his frickin’ mind.
Crossing her arms about her, she shivered as if cold but the temperature in the room was tepid and controlled. “Nadia, let me help.”
With a loud exhalation, she threw her arms up in apparent frustration. Then, she propped her hands on her hips and paced the short length of the room. “You can’t.” She swiped away another tear. “No one can.”
“Did Izak do this?” he spat, needing to understand. God please don’t let it be about that sentinel playboy. “Or Andros?” Either way he had to be prepared for her reply.
“He told me I could have something impossible. Something I want so much.”
Gunnar steeled his composure, flexing his muscles and gritting his jaw. “Who,” he prompted. Inside he quaked with possessiveness and aggression. Get a grip on yourself, idiot.
A short nervous exhalation followed as she turned and faced him. “Andros.”
One step brought him closer, just to the edge of the oblong table sitting in the middle of the room. He leaned into his palm, the cool wood of the table helped to keep him from losing his temper right there. “What did he say, Nadia? Tell me. Maybe I can make it happen.”
She shook her head again and the tip of her tongue slid out, moistening her lips in a long sweep. The tips of her blunt, white teeth chewed on the corner of her mouth. She turned those soulful eyes on him. “I want—” Her breath faltered and her chest rose with a tense inhalation. Twisting the hem of her shirt in her fingers, she focused on the wall behind him, breaking off their connection.
Time stilled as her lips parted and closed again. She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. “You.” She pushed into his mind, and he could feel her apprehension, fear, and overwhelming need.
He closed the distance between them, grabbed her face with both his hands, ignoring the metal on his arm. Sliding his fingers along her jaw, he cupped the nape of her neck and pulled her forward. He bent his head, stopped fighting against everything he knew he wasn’t supposed to do, and gave into everything he wanted.
Strict professor by day. Romance author by night. Lover of all things
alpha-male twenty-four hours a day. Christa Paige is a
multi-published author in several genres. Her passion for love
stories spans many tropes. She writes sensual, romantic tales and
sweet love stories. In her free time, Christa, likes knitting and has
a yarn stash that keeps growing. (Especially if it is bamboo.) She
has a love/hate relationship with running but can’t turn down a
themed 5k race. Her beagle babies are her running partners. She never
tires of watching a Star Wars marathon or rereading Lord of the
Rings. There’s a special place in her heart for the Regency
Romance. Mr. Darcy is her favorite Regency hero, especially when he
is wearing Hessians and a cravat.
Christa’s series The Blood-Vine published by Liquid Silver Publishing, Kissin’
Cops published by Liquid Silver Publishing, Women Who Serve (Book 1
Coming soon), Kan Asma Vampires published by Hartwood Publishing.
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