Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Now on Tour Hunger by Karen E Taylor

June 21 Review

June 21 Guest Blog

June 21 Interview and Giveaway
print book giveaway

June 22 guest post
Getting Naughty Between the Stacks.
coffee set giveaway- Hunger mug, coaster and signed copy of Hunger

June 23 Fang-tastic Books Guest Blog and Giveaway
"deluxe" beach/summer giveaway-- includes an autographed copy of HUNGER, a HUNGER tote bag and a HUNGER water bottle

June 27 Interview and Review

June 28 Interview at Caridad Pineiro’s Blog

July 9 Interview Authors By Authors

July 11 Guest Blog and Giveaway at VampChix
"deluxe" beach/summer giveaway-- includes an autographed copy of HUNGER, a HUNGER tote bag and a HUNGER water bottle

July 11 8 pm

Live Radio Interview Blog Talk Radio
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July 12 Interview and Review at Sizzling Hot Books

July 13th Romancing the Darkside Guest Post and Review

July 15 Review

July 15 Review and Guest Post A Chick Who Reads

July 16 Review

July 16 Review All things books

July 17 Kay Dee Royal Interview and Review

July 18 Guest Blog and Review Black lagoon Reviews

July 19 Review and Guest Blog

July 20 Review

July 22 Review and Interview

Deirdre Griffin didn't choose to be a vampire. But she is. And she's determined to make the most of her fate. For Deirdre that means surrendering to the raging hunger ignited by even the slightest whiff of blood a hunger that pulses through her body like a fever, demanding release. It means making friends in dark places and savouring every hot, salty, bitter, revitalizing drop of life force the night has to offer...

From Book #1 of HUNGER:

After the kiss, I buried my face in his neck. Now, I thought as I heard the blood pulse in his veins, Oh, please, now.

I nipped him at first, savoring the moment, my low moans echoed by his. Then when my teeth grew longer and sharper, I could hold back no longer. I bit him brutally, tapping the artery and was rewarded by the flow of his blood: hot, salty and bitter. He shuddered violently and fought to push me away, but his resistance was futile. Finally his struggles ceased and his body grew limp as I continued to draw on him, gently now, almost tenderly. I drank a long time, slowly, relishing the feel of my own body being replenished, then I withdrew.

Arising from the couch, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. No longer pale and haggard, my skin glowed with life and my eyes shone, victorious and demonic. A few drops of blood were trickling down my chin; I wiped them away with the back of my hand and turned from my reflection in disgust...

From Book #2 of HUNGER:

He was trembling violently under my touch, but that merely encouraged me and I spoke his name again.


This time I connected. I knew he heard me and understood, his hands tightened on mine and he whispered my name. Then before I could react, he quickly dropped my hands, formed a fist and silently punched me on the jaw, striking me with such force that I fell to the floor.

As I pulled myself up, shaking my head and gingerly feeling my jaw, I saw him running from the room, pursued by a nurse and two orderlies.

I stood, swaying in the air slightly, oblivious to the uproar Mitch's action must have been causing around me. The noise level in the room rose, as if from a long distance. I could hear the laughing and crying and shouting of the rest of the patients in the room. But my eyes were fastened on the door through which he had disappeared.

What the hell did you expect, you fool, I thought, a passionate embrace, a warm welcome-back kiss? His eyes had been the eyes of one who looked on hell, and I had helped to put him there...

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