July 1st 2016 marks #IndiePrideDay, a day when the Indie Authors of the world unite to to offer a real alternative for readers and lovers of books by offering special discounts on their books. There is a huge Indie Author community out there and they’re determined to take indie books mainstream. What does this mean for you? Well author, Sharon Lipman is offering her paranormal romance novel, Bound to Blackwood for free this weekend! Yes, that’s right, a great book, totally free. A proud indie author herself, she’ll be supporting the movement on July 1st, and you can too. Download your copy of Bound to Blackwood now and follow the #IndiePrideDay trend on twitter for some more amazing indie books and discover some new-to-you authors. You won’t regret it!
Free This Weekend! Check out the excerpt below…
Would you surrender your soul for the love of the King?
Lena, a vampire and a Guardian of the Order, has been honour-bound to protect human souls all her life. Acting first and thinking second is what’s saved her skin time and again in the war against the Fallen, but her disregard for orders soon catches up with her when her boss is seriously injured. Forced to take responsibility for her actions, Lena is thrust into the path of her very own kryptonite; Thorn. The raw power of his soul calls to her and his mere presence lights a fire within her that she cannot contain.
With Vampire magic waning and the race in crisis, can either of them afford to ignore Nature’s call? If they do, the future of the race is in jeopardy. If they don’t, they will both lose the most precious part of themselves. Their souls.
Small, delicate hands butterflied across his chest as she leant forward to nuzzle his neck. His hips arched towards her and one of her hands dipped lower. His cock jumped as she ran her nails over his crotch, his jeans doing little to dull the sensation. It was all he could do not to come there and then. And they still had most of their clothes on. That needed to change. Right now.
As if reading his mind, Lena reached for his belt, then his fly. She lifted herself off him to pull his jeans down his long legs. She damn near broke his ankles when she wrenched his boots off and threw them halfway across the room. But the look of pure hunger on her face as she raked her eyes up his body was its own reward. If it meant he got to see that look again, he’d let her break every fucking bone in his body.
She stood, staring at him, wearing just her tight combat trousers. And those boots. Gods, he loved those boots.
She bent down to start tackling the umpteen buckles stretching from her ankles to her knees.
“Uh uh. Those stay on.”
Lena’s head snapped up. “What did you say?”
Thorn’s eyes sparkled as he stared at her. “I said, the boots stay on.”
More of an order than a statement, it sent a tantalising shudder through her, making her clench her thighs at the promise of what was to come.
“The boots stay on?” she asked, in case she’d misheard. She didn’t know Thorn could be so playful. It excited her.
There was one small problem. “Haven’t you forgotten about these?” she asked, tugging at her combats. She’d like to know how she was supposed to get them off and keep the boots on.
Thorn came up off the bed. Towering above her, he grabbed the front of her trousers and gave one hard yank. Lena wobbled forward but gasped as the fabric split at the seams. One more pull and what was left of her uniform and her underwear fell to the floor in tatters.
She stood there watching Thorn as he drank her in with hungry, golden eyes. His gaze went up her body from her boots to her lithe legs and lingered at the top of her thighs. I can be playful too, she thought as she widened her stance, a coy grin pulling her mouth.
Thorn’s white-hot gaze shot to her face, his eyes boring into her. Such heat, such hunger.
Lena couldn’t stand it any longer. She reached into his dark hair and pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss was hard, both their fangs fully extended, both needing, each starving for the other.
About the Author
A huge fan of the paranormal romance genre, Sharon Lipman started writing in her teens. It wasn’t until she was in her thirties that she found a story she was desperate to share. House Blackwood was born and Bound to Blackwood is her debut novel.
She was born in west London and grew up in leafy Surrey in south-east England. A lover of all things British, except the weather, she now lives in Almeria, southern Spain with her husband and an ever growing collection of dogs.