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\"MediaKit_BookCover_RedTideRising\"<\/a>BLURB:<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

What good is immortality when every moment is agony?<\/span><\/p>\n

The vampire Ash has returned from his watery grave, proving that death is merely a minor inconvenience. Picking up where he left off? That might not be as easy. Because someone else is vying for Sami’s attention – the last person he ever would have expected.<\/span><\/p>\n

Fulfilling her desire for immortality seems the surest route to winning her favor. But for Sami, this gift will come at a terrible price. One simple lie of omission is all it takes to send her spiraling into a terminal state of madness. And as the last remnants of her sanity slip away, Ash can no longer deny that her maniacal behavior is putting them all at risk. His perfect angel has become a perfect liability.<\/span><\/p>\n

But can he find it in his heart to destroy her?<\/span><\/p>\n

\"RTR<\/a><\/p>\n

EXCERPT<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHaven\u2019t you ever been in love?\u201d She didn\u2019t say not counting Ash, but the implication was there. His impalpable presence, even when left unmentioned, remained a tangible constant hanging in the air between them.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not sure such a thing exists.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAh, c\u2019mon. In all these years, you gonna tell me you never had a solid healthy relashumship?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Tristan snorted a laugh. \u201cYou don\u2019t even know what you\u2019re saying. Look at you, drunk off your ass trying to talk to me about relationships.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019s just askin\u2019.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat would you know about a healthy relationship anyway? You seem to gravitate toward the toxic. There is nothing remotely healthy about any of the decisions I\u2019ve seen you make.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cSo forget relashumships, Mister Grouchy Pants. Izz all about sex then, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOkaayyy\u2026\u201d Sami pursed her lips, trying to hide a smirk. \u201cThen why don\u2019 you tell me \u2019bout the guy from Comic-Con. What\u2019d you say his name was?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t remember.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, sure ya do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019 belieeeeeve yoouuuu\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t caa-aaare\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cBut see, now I gotta know. Gimme the lowdown. Were you gettin\u2019 it on with the comic book guy? Did Superman put it to you?\u201d For some reason, the whole idea struck her as screamingly funny. Clutching both hands to her stomach, she began to giggle uncontrollably. \u201cDid he wear his cape? Wuzzee faster than a speeding bullet?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Raising an eyebrow, Tristan shot her a derisive look.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWuzzee more powerful than a locomomo\u2026locomum\u2026\u201d She tried to stifle the next eruption of giggles and failed. \u201c\u2026choo choo train?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re pushing it, little miss.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I really wanna know! I\u2019m totally serial. Whassit like to get pounded in the ass by th\u2019man of steel?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

In barely the time it took for her to blink, he rolled over on top of her, trapping her between his arms as his silvery gray eyes glittered down at her defiantly. She stared back at him in wide-eyed surprise, her urge to laugh instantly squelched. There was something decidedly wrong here. And that something was pressing against her nakedness with rock hard force.<\/span><\/p>\n

His mouth mere inches from hers, he whispered, \u201cWould you like for me to show you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHuh?\u201d she squeaked.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWell, you just asked\u2026\u201d Never taking his eyes off hers, he moved his lean hips to grind against her slowly and rhythmically. \u201c\u2026what it was like to get pounded by the man of steel. I took that as a request to find out. Or did I misunderstand?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cH-huh?\u201d she echoed.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s possible that I did. But no, I don\u2019t think so.\u201d Transferring all his weight to one arm, he slid the other hand beneath her to grip her bare ass. \u201cI think that was an open invitation. So\u2026should I turn you over on your knees and demonstrate? Hm?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

AUTHOR Bio and Links:<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\"MediaKit_AuthorPhoto_RedTideRising\"<\/a>Allie fell in love with books from the moment she was issued her very first Sally, Dick and Jane reader. Born and raised in Alabama, she now resides in the sunny panhandle of Florida with her own blue-eyed Prince Charming and two fat, obnoxious cats. When she\u2019s not busy obsessing over the lexicon of her latest project, she can usually be found watching B-movie horror (the cheesier, the better!), reading or playing online computer games while indulging her unhealthy Pepsi addiction.<\/span><\/p>\n

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