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Welcome Nina Mason!!! Thanks for stopping by!!


Author: Nina Mason
Publisher: Vamptasy Publishing
Heat level: sizzling
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When Graham Logan, a Scottish earl turned vampire by a dark wizard’s curse, draws the Queen of Swords, he knows he’s about to meet the love of his life. For the third time. But surrendering his heart will mean risking her life…or making her what he is. Neither of which his morals will permit him to do. Graham, who believes he lost his soul to the curse, rages at God: Why give her back only to take her again?

Cat Fingal, the third incarnation of Graham’s twin flame, won’t let him escape so easily. As soon as they meet, she feels she knows him and begins having past-life flashbacks. A white witch, she casts a spell to summon him, wanting answers and to fill the void she’s felt all her life.
Graham has other problems, too. Like the seductress who wants him for herself and the dark wizard who cursed him and killed his beloved the first two times.

Will he find a way to save her this time around? Or will she save him


An Ecserpt of Queen of Swards

12th May. Visited Caitriona tonight for the first time since becoming a monster. She slept, unaware of my presence, & for a time, I was content simply to observe. As the hours passed, I began to wonder what might happen if she awoke to find me in her room. Would she think me a wraith? Would she think it a dream? Desiring to know, & to get closer, I sat down on the corner of the bed, alert for any stirrings. Seeing none, I crawled up the bed until I reached her side. Still she did not stir. Ever so carefully, I set my head upon the pillow next to hers. She slept on. Drinking in her scent, I felt contentment for the first time since fate & Fitzgerald tore us apart. I closed my eyes & must have drifted off, because next I knew, her arm fell across my chest. Startled awake, I found her blinking at me in disbelief.

I lay there, still as death, waiting for her to react. Her hand moved up my chest to my face. She dragged her fingers across my jaw, pressed them against my lips, touched the end of my nose, my eyebrows, my forehead. As she combed back my hair, she whispered: “This must be a dream. But you feel so real, so alive. I don’t ken how such a thing is possible; nor do I care. I only pray I shall never awaken.”

I kept still. I could hear her heartbeat, smell her blood, but her blood was not what I craved. She set her head on my chest & started to sob.

“Am I dreaming?” she asked, soft & low.


She raised herself up, came over me & pressed her mouth against mine.

“Can we make love in my dream?”


When it was over, I collapsed beside her, feeling so elated, so profoundly moved, I very nearly wept.

She set her head against my chest. “Will you promise me something?”

“Anything, m’aingael.”

“Always come to me like this in my dreams.”

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Nina Mason is a hopeful romantic with strong affinities for history, mythology, and the metaphysical. She strives to write the same kind of books she loves to read: those that entertain, edify, educate, and enlighten. Three of her books will be published in 2014: The Queen of Swords, an urban fantasy/paranormal romance; The Knight of Wands, book one in the Knights of Avalon Series; and The Tin Man, a political thriller about the dangers posed by media monopolies. She is currently at work on Book Two of the Knights of Avalon series and is itching to get back to a book she started a while back about a merman who falls for an oil company spokeswoman after a phantom tanker capsizes on the coast of the Hebrides islands. When not writing, Nina works as a communications consultant, doll maker, and home stager. Born and raised in Southern California, she now lives in Woodstock, Georgia, with her husband, teenage daughter, two rescue cats, and a Westie named Robert.

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Questions and Answers with Nina Mason:

Q. Tell us about your book.
A. The Queen of Swords tells the story of a bookish white witch who returns every century to reunite with her earthbound soul mate. He’s a Scottish earl turned vampire by a dark wizard’s curse back in the Regency era on the eve of their wedding. She came back once before in the Edwardian era only to be killed by his maker in the same manner as before. He believes he has no soul, so can’t understand why she keeps coming back. She believes he does have a soul and that she comes back to free him from the curse. The story follows their journey as they try to work out who’s right and how they can stop history from repeating.

Q. After this, what’s your next project?
A. My current work-in-progress is book two in The Knights of Avalon series. After that, I haven’t decided. Probably another paranormal romance/urban fantasy. I’ve got a stalled manuscript about an oil company spokeswoman who gets involved with a merman during an oil spill in the Hebrides. Might get back to that one, or write one featuring Benedict and Avery, the secondary couple in The Queen of Swords. I’d also like to maybe write a sequel to The Tin Man, my political thriller releasing in August. It tells of two journalists thrown together to solve a series of murders tied to a global conspiracy to take over the media.

Q. What inspires you to write what you do?
A. All of my paranormal stories are inspired by my love of the history and mythology of Scotland, my interest in the unknowable, and my belief in the redemptive power of love.

Q. When did you start writing?
A. About as soon as I could write the alphabet. When I was a kid, I won an essay contest sponsored by the local library (I was an avid reader and always did the summer reading challenge). Back in the days of typewriters, I wrote a romance novel about a couple of ballet dancers, but never did anything with it. Didn’t try my hand at fiction again until five or six years ago, when I started what is now The Queen of Swords.

Q. What inspired you to write the book?
A. I started the first draft after reading Twilight. While I liked the saga, I also found myself frustrated by the lack of sex and Edward’s lack of history. In literature, vampires originally personified uncaged sexuality, so a chaste vampire seemed counter-intuitive to me. Plus, I felt writing an immortal creature provided fantastic opportunities to build an interesting backstory. What had he/she seen and experienced over the centuries? How was he/she affected by it? My immortal characters all have a history tied to the world and what they’ve seen and experienced has colored them in some way.

Q. Are you a careful planner or do you let the story guide you?
A. I do a bit of both. I work out the characters and their motivations, setting, and where I want the story to go. I also tend to do index cards for each scene or major plot point from start to finish. Once I begin to write, it can go completely off the rails, depending on where the characters want to take it. As long as they’re reaching the touchstones, I let them do what they want. If they go too far off track, I either re-plot the novel or rein them in, depending on which direction seems better at the time.

Q. Who is your favorite among your characters?
A. I love them all, of course. Graham, the hero in The Queen of Swords, is both noble and funny. Callum, the hero in The Knight of Wands, is a good-hearted romantic. Leith, the hero of my WIP, is a bit on the dark side, but still well-intentioned. If pressed to pick just one, I’d have to go with Alex Buchanan, the journalist hero in The Tin Man. He’s very complex and has lots of demons to overcome, but also is a really good guy.




Thanks so much for stopping by David Michael


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By David Michael

Book Two of The United Series




Cursed Synopsis

In an effort to escape a lifetime of bad luck and worse decisions, Luke decided to take a giant risk and leave Los Hermanos in his past where they belonged. Unfortunately, Los Hermanos took the saying “blood in, blood out” VERY seriously.

When his long lost foster sister and her new boyfriend show up at his hospital bed willing to commit felonies in an effort to commit felonies in an effort to get him out of his guarded hospital room, he suddenly finds himself burdened with the fact that his actions had now brought innocent people into a firefight that he had tried to avoid all together.

As he struggles to push the only family he has left to a safe distance, a heavy sense of dread settles in around him and every instinct he has tells him that something far worse than Los Hermanos is coming.

Pushing them away and sacrificing himself seems to be his only option, but Sarah and Makkar have other plans. For better or worse, they intend on being there to the very end.

The very. Bitter. End.


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Book One of The United Series




Blessed Synopsis

Her twenty-first birthday was supposed to be the beginning of a new chapter. She had been preparing herself for the moment she would be a real adult for months.

There was no way she could have prepared herself for what happened instead.

As her nightmares became more real with each night and her behavior became less like her own, Ardra fought to stay on the path she had so painstakingly planned for herself with very little success.

When she becomes the owner of a creepily-human dog named Kaiser, she finds herself oddly at peace with the unexpected addition to her household and clings tightly to him when tragedy strikes and shatters her world.

As she fights to put the pieces back together without losing herself in the Darkness that is building inside of her with each terrible step off of her path, a rag-tag band of supporters rally behind her. Each one of them prepared to go to the ends of the earth and back.

She must find a way to defeat the Chaos that has consumed her life or risk losing everyone and everything that she has left. Including her soul.





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David Michael, author of The United Series, is a self-proclaimed crazy cat lady, a hater of snow, a lover of Star Trek and has an addiction to coffee that is excessive even for an author.

He lives in Salt Lake City where he is currently majoring in Psychology, working a “big boy” job, and writing full time. He shares a living space with his best friend, idolizes his mother, and has a strange knack for making friends with people on the other side of the planet instead of his own back yard.


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Cursed Synopsis
In an effort to escape a lifetime of bad luck and worse decisions, Luke decided to take a giant risk and leave Los Hermanos in his past where they belonged. Unfortunately, Los Hermanos took the saying “blood in, blood out” VERY seriously.
When his long lost foster sister and her new boyfriend show up at his hospital bed willing to commit felonies in an effort to commit felonies in an effort to get him out of his guarded hospital room, he suddenly finds himself burdened with the fact that his actions had now brought innocent people into a firefight that he had tried to avoid all together.
As he struggles to push the only family he has left to a safe distance, a heavy sense of dread settles in around him and every instinct he has tells him that something far worse than Los Hermanos is coming.
Pushing them away and sacrificing himself seems to be his only option, but Sarah and Makkar have other plans. For better or worse, they intend on being there to the very end.
The very. Bitter. End.

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Blog Tour Stop!!! Come see what Jennifer James and Mina Carter had to say about their new books!!


Peyton’s Ride by Jennifer JamesImage

Tell us a little about yourself.

I’m a Joss Whedon/Dr. Who/Supernatural/Glee/House of Cards fan girl. I think Reeses’ Peanut Butter Cups are the perfect food. I adore my ancient black lab and my insane homicidal tabby cat. Native Clevelander. I believe in unicorns, fairies, and the chupacabra. 🙂 Maybe also vampires and other assorted critters.

1. What is Peyton’s Ride about?

 It’s about the Wild Hunt, motorcycle riding hotties, and a couple who is Fated To Be Mated. (one of my favorite romance tropes.)

2. What sparked you to write this book?

Probably my weird Google searches, Sons of Anarchy, and too much Dr. Who.

3.Tell me about Peyton Reynolds. What is she like?

Peyton is a strong, independent woman who has run herself into the ground being a care taker. So she’s off for a cross country ride to give herself time to rest, relax, and recharge.

4.What about Ian Coghlan? What’s he like?

Ian is a great guy. The sort who flirts and makes women feel special because he’s totally sincere. He’s also sad and lonely…kinda like Peyton… Oh and did I mention he can shape-shift into a big, black horse?

5. There is a ton of chemistry going between these too characters. How did you come up wih their steamy scenes?

Ahem. Trade secret.

Actually I dunno. I just have a really active imagination, and once I know who the characters are, I throw them into a room together and see what happens.

6. What were some of the Challenges you had while writing this book?

Keeping the story line focused. I tend to like to go down rabbit holes and clutter up my plots with too much woohoo shiny-shiny.

7. Is there anything you would change after the fact?

Nope. Ask me in six months though.

8. What should we expect from book 2?

More motorcycle riding, a longer word count, Las Vegas, and the prickles of an ancient blood feud! *cue action adventure music*

9. Are you working on any other projects other than book 2?

Oh yeah, all the time. A short story for an anthology about a circus, a contemporary sports romance, book 2 in my Howl series, more Nymphs of New York, more Project Genesis….

10. Do you have anything you would like to say to the readers?

HI READERS! I LOVE YOU. You’re the peanut butter to my chocolate. The Peppermint Mocha Kahlua in my cocoa. You rule.

Thanks for having me on. 🙂


Peyton’s Ride Blurb


She’s about to trade her treasured motorcycle in on a much wilder ride–Ian Coghlan.


Divorcee Peyton Reynolds is ready to escape the the judgement of a small town, bad memories of her failed marriage, and the grief of her mother’s death. A month long, cross-country ride should do just the trick. One last check-up on her new cruiser has her tripping over her hormones while alone in the garage with the town’s sexy bad boy, Ian Coghlan.


Tattooed, pierced, and able to shape-shift, Ian will give her the ride of her life.


Ian Coghlan knows he’s nothing but disaster for a woman like Peyton. His place in the Wild Hunt and killer instincts have held him back from acting on a five-year attraction. When the curvy brunette responds to one tiny grin with a spark of interest, sockets fly out of the toolboxes and Peyton is knocked to the floor.


That month of solitude she wanted just disappeared, but the consolation prize is looking pretty…damn…hot.


With the magic of the Hunt in the air, Pixie pranks abound, and his old biker gang roars into the parking lot, dousing the heat in the garage with the cold dredges of mayhem. Peyton’s life is on the line with his bad brothers’ return to his world, and Ian has to decide if he can let her go or if he’s willing risk her eternal hatred by changing her life forever.


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Peyton’s Ride Excerpt 1 (funny/non explicit)


Ian crouched near the rear tire, bent over, and examined the tread. The move put his ass in the air, and man oh man did he fill out those jeans. She gulped, glad he hadn’t caught her ogling him, and moved her attention to a safer location. A large frown line bisected his forehead as he used his thumbs to pick at the rubber. The bright colors in his tattoos rippled and moved as his muscles flexed under the skin.


Damn, who knew a forearm could be so . . . enticing? Muscles, skin, and tendons rippled around and her mouth watered. Was she turning into a cannibal? Maybe this was the beginning of menopause, and she was developing a case of pica. Pretty soon she’d have an undeniable urge to stuff rocks and bits of glue picked off craft projects in her mouth.


A furious desire to trace the ink lines with her fingertips and tongue took root and refused to be banished. The designs had snippets of words interspersed with tribal art, Celtic knot work, leaves, vines, and even animals. The tats sat on him well. Maybe it was his aura, the masculinity he exuded, all self-confidence and quiet watchfulness.


She needed to stop staring before he caught her drooling. Even if she wanted to peel his shirt up and inspect his torso for more ink. Man, the first time she’d seen him five years ago when she’d first come in the dealership looking at the bikes, she’d almost knocked over an entire row of brand new, gleaming, thirty thousand dollar machines. Walked in, saw him, and bashed right into a black cruiser. The levels of her bad-assery knew no bounds.



Peyton’s Ride Excerpt 2 (X Rated)


“Yes. I’m sorry Peyton. But I want you to live.” He hauled her up tighter to him and cradled the back of her head in his hand. “I hope you forgive me.”


Tight bands of steel wrapped her chest, and she fought to gain a breath.


The soft, sensuous glide of a tongue inserted between her lips, and coaxed her into a response. He plunged deeper and bit her mouth. The crest of a wave broke open in her, and the sensations she’d experienced before when he’d changed shapes from horse to man

centered in her being.


She clenched his hair in her hands and managed a deeper breath. Icy cold and wild, his scent permeated her nostrils and flowed into her lungs. The throb of his erection ground into her abdomen.


Her clit pulsed, and wetness slicked her pussy as urgent need overtook her. Never had she felt this kind of sexual craving. It burned and soothed, claimed common sense and destroyed it on fires of passion. A whimper tore from her throat, and she went limp.


“Figures…” Of course she’d finally get the guy naked, right before she passed out and was half dead. She was a total failure at cougar-ing.



About the Author–Jennifer James


For a girl whose first book was called “The Scariest Forest Ever,” the jump to romance may seem to be a far one. But a love of happy endings and the stories she kept making up in her head for strangers on the street lead to an unhealthy amount of time spent behind the keyboard typing away and giggling mischievously over sassy heroines,

sexy heroes, and healthy sprinklings of geek humor.


With time split between a day job staring at teeth, two little girls, college courses, workaholic husband, and too many voices in her head, Jennifer still finds time to sneak off and devour all the books she can find – even if it means hiding in the closet to read them.


She insists on her jokes being dirty, drinks spiked, and tattoos placed in intriguing, muscular places you can only find when the clothes come off.


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The Reaper and the Cop by Mina Carter



Please tell me a little about yourself.

I’m a full time author, cover artist and photographer living in the wilds of the English countryside. I have an addiction to coffee, and a distinct lack of respect for the correct amount of sleep when books and reading are concerned. I’m working on being a crazy cat lady but my current feline-companion is the jealous type so we just have him.

1. Tell me about this new book. What is this story about?

For this one, the clue is pretty much in the title. She’s a Reaper, as in a descendant of the Grim Reaper, and he’s a cop. Of course, he has no idea what she is other than she’s something paranormal, which is par for the course with the weird sh*t that’s been going down in the town recently. Since Reapers tend to hang about with very recently dead bodies, she’s not too keen on clueing him in on exactly what she is, just yet. He’s too cute to be trying to lock her up just yet (especially in a non-kinky sorta way 😉 )

2. What sparked you to write this book?

I’m a big fan of shows like Supernatural and also cop shows like the Sweeney, so this was a mash-up of the two J

3. Tell me about Laney. What is she like?

Laney’s all about business. All Reaper’s inherit a ‘Grimm’ which both gives them their powers and also drives them to reap souls. Laney’s Grimm is a cantankerous bastard at the best of times, a slave driver at the worst. Other than that, she’s very good at her job, with a sense of practicality that sets her apart even in the world of the Reapers.

4. What about Troy. What is he like?

Troy’s a jaded homicide detective who moved out of the big city when he started to get too desensitized to the brutality of murder and the cruelty one person could inflict on another. He moved home to Liberty right before the monsters moved in. Since then he’s been fighting creatures of darkness and wondering what the hell happened.

5. Troy and Laney have hot chemistry between them. What helps you write these sexy scenes?

Loud music, visual references of hot men via Pinterest and other sources, and… well, I would say a dirty mind but I’m going to go with a sexy imagination instead 😛

6. What were some of your challenges in bringing this book to life?

With Reaper and the Cop I wanted to try something different. I wrote Laney in first person POV and Troy in third, which is new for me. It was a little strange at first, but I’m very pleased with how it turned out.

7. Are there any parts of the book you would change after the fact?

I’d probably add more gore into the fight scenes *grins*

8. Who designed this beautiful cover?

I’m glad you like it. I did. As well as being an author, I’m also a professional cover artist (and a photographer, but that’s a story for another time 😉 )

9. What are your current projects now that The Reaper and the Cop has been released?

Currently I’m working on a story for a secret little project that I can announce soon. After that I’ll be playing with another hot rugby guy and then back into the PPA world for more shadow-dragons.

10. Do you have anything specific you would like to say to your readers?

Quite simply, thank you for reading. You guys are awesome!

The Reaper–Blurb

Death’s big business. For Laney Larson, it’s a full time job.

The latest in a long line of Reapers, Laney hits Liberty, Oakwood expecting the usual ‘reap and run’ type of job. However the small town holds far more secrets than she expects, including a sexy cop who blind-sides her reaper instincts big-time.

Liberty. It used to be a nice town until the things that go bump in the night moved in.

Detective Troy Regan moved to Liberty to claw back a little of his soul after working homicide in the big city. But the sleepy little down has problems of the paranormal kind and it’s police department have gone from calls about lost cats to Boggarts in the basement. Then the seriously nasty stuff moved in.

Sparks fly when a sexy Reaper meets a hot as hell Cop…

Troy’s not sure exactly what flavour of paranormal Laney is, but he doesn’t care. She’s tiny, delicate and gorgeous. When he finds a Lycan looming over her in an alley, all his protective instincts flare up. He needs to get her home, keep her safe…in his bed.

But is she the answer he’s been looking for to fill the empty spot in his heart, or the most dangerous creature he’s ever met?

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The Reaper–Excerpt One

Death is inevitable. For most, that means worrying about the how, and more importantly, the when. It’s an obsession the marketing industry has latched onto like a leech, and from one person to the next, ranges from the absent worry about leaving loved ones behind to narcissistic panic at leaving this mortal coil.

For some of us though, death is a job. I would say it’s a nine to five, daily grind, but it’s more of a 24/7/365 deal.

Let me introduce myself.

I’m Laney Larson, and I’m a Reaper. Yeah, you heard me right. I said Reaper. As in the big, bad dude with the robes and scythe—looks like he needed a few extra squares in his life? That guy.


Well, not quite.

It’s more accurate to say that I’m his great—god-knows-how–many—great grand-daughter. Hard to tell since no one has seen his Grimness since the middle ages, but every single Reaper carries a piece of him, their Grimm, within. It’s what gives us our abilities and lets us see things that others can’t. Without a Grimm, a Reaper is a standard human with an interesting family tree. Nothing more, nothing less. With a Grimm? Yeah, even I don’t know everything we’re capable of.

I don’t want to think about what we can do. Not with how many of us there are.

It’s a bit like the Santa deal, but instead of presents, there are lots of souls to be reaped daily all over the world. I have no clue how the big dude in red manages it—yeah, he’s real too. And the Easter Bunny? Don’t get me started on that asshole. Reapers spread the load.

It’s like a franchise. You don’t buy into it, you’re born into it. There are Reaper families everywhere, but not all of us get the call and receive a Grimm. When my grandfather died, it skipped over my mom and two older brothers to pick me.

My eldest bro had been so convinced that he’d be the one, he’d gone out and bought himself a costume. Head to toe armored bike leathers in Reaper black, with a death’s head helmet. Idiot can’t even ride a bike. He thought it looked cool though, so he was well pissed when the Grimm passed him over and picked me. You can imagine how awkward Thanksgiving was in our house that year. He’s still not talking to me ten years later. Twat.

So yeah, back to the point. I got the family Grimm—which, by the way, is a cantankerous bastard at the best of times—and I’ve been reaping souls ever since. It’s an interesting job, especially since my promotion less than a week into it.

You see, there are different types of Reaper. My grand-pop dealt with the “Naturals.” Those are the nice and easy reaps, those who die all peaceful of old age in their sleep, or in their garages, or gardens while cutting the grass. The ones who are expecting a visit from the big old GR himself so they’re not surprised to find they’re dead.

In fact, I remember Pop saying that the most exciting reap most months tended to be the old boys who snuffed it while on the job. According to Pop, trying to convince a soul that it’s not still having sex can be difficult. And icky. I don’t want to see no soul’s junk. Ever. Thank God, I’ve never had to deal with one of those.

Nope, after a couple of days on naturals, there was an opening, and I moved on to violent deaths. Gunshots, car accidents, beatings. You name it, I get to wade in and take the souls out. Some fight, but I prefer those to the victims. The pain in their auras, and the relief to see me because they know that their ordeals are over, tears at my heart. Especially the kids.

I’ve put more than a few email requests into head office to be the Reaper who takes their abusers down. Reaping is painless for the reapee. Is that even a word? Huh, I made one up. Go me.

Where was I, oh yeah, we train long and hard to make sure the souls don’t suffer. But since Reapers don’t go to heaven or hell, we’re out of that loop. There’s nothing to stop me from holding up somewhere quiet and taking a couple of days to strip a soul from its body. And believe me, given the right situation, I can be real inventive.


The Reaper Excerpt Two

I turned my attention back to the room, and the other new occupant. My mood picked up. Another cop, but not a Comfortable. Oh no, the owner of the nice shiny silver, almost-ready-to-reap lifeline, was a Young and Driven type. Booyah. Lucked out on the first night. I resisted the urge to fist pump, and took a closer look.

The typical, tall, dark, and handsome, he wasn’t as young as some—around mid-thirties—but boy was he driven. Energy surrounded him like a force-field, his movements animated as he slid into place opposite a Comfortable and started talking. God, I hoped the other guy wasn’t his partner. They’d drive each other nuts within a month.

He turned a little, still talking, and scanned the bar. It was automatic behavior, and with the seat he’d chosen, facing the rest of the bar with his back to a wall, told me that he had to have seen action somewhere with a higher crime-rate. The sort of place where you checked out the entrance and exits and kept a hand on your weapon just in case.

His gaze skittered over me as I expected, but allowed me to get a good look at his face.

Heeeelllo, handsome. Yeah, he was the type I went for. Clear blue eyes, dark hair, and a lean, hard-muscled body no amount of clothing disguised all the way. The shirt clung to a set of broad shoulders, hinted at a wide chest, and tapered into slim hips. Couldn’t see the legs from where I was, but if they matched the rest of the package, I was sold.

He looked at me, gaze direct and unconfused, and I tried to breathe whiskey—I don’t recommend that by the way. The bastard stuff burns the inside of your nose better than paint-stripper. Shit. I was half in the shade, so he shouldn’t be able to see me. Not see me and keep his gaze on me that long. Blue eyes swept me from head to toe, taking in the form fitting bike leathers and heavy boots.

Unlike my brother, I can ride, but I never bothered with the death’s head helmet. Or any. Not like I’m worried about getting knocked off and killed. Reapers are hard to kill, like really hard to kill. Until the big man decides your ticket is ready, you ain’t leaving this mortal coil.

There are legends of Reapers who had tried to kill themselves. They all failed. Even standing in front of a speeding train doesn’t do it, although the guy in question was out of action for a couple of months as all his limbs grew back. I shivered at the thought. I’m not into that level of pain

I managed to stop coughing and shot him another look. He winked at me. Honest to goodness winked.


Throwing some bills onto the bar, I grabbed my pack and beat a hasty retreat out the door.

Following the cops to get to the bodies was one thing. Following cops who could see me, and the methods I used to strip the souls from their bodies, was different. The fact that I had zero makeup on and my hair was a mess was absolutely coincidental.



About the Author–Mina Carter

Mina was born and raised in the East Farthing of Middle Earth (otherwise known as the Midlands, England) and spend her childhood learning all the sorts of things generally required of a professional adventurer. Able to ride, box, shoot, make and read maps, make chainmail and use a broadsword (with varying degrees of efficiency) she was disgusted to find that adventuring is not considered a suitable occupation these days.

So, instead of slaying dragons and hunting vampires and the like, Mina spends her days writing about hot shifters, government conspiracies and vampire lords with more than their fair share of RAWR. Turns out wanna-be adventurers have quite the turn of imagination after all…

(But she keeps that sword sharp, just in case the writing career is just a dream and she really *is* an adventurer.)

The boring part: A full time author and cover artist, Mina can usually be found hunched over a keyboard or graphics tablet, frantically trying to get the images and words in her head out and onto the screen before they drive her mad. She’s addicted to coffee and would like to be addicted to chocolate, but unfortunately chocolate dislikes her.

Author Links–Mina Carter








Giveaway is for an ecopy of Peyton’s Ride and an ecopy of The Reaper and the Cop. It’s open international.

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The Reaper and the Cop/Peyton’s Ride bog tour!!!

The Reaper and the Cop/Peyton's Ride bog tour!!!

Go visit Mina Carter and Jennifer James at my blog On March 9th!! I am going to interview them about these new books. If you cannot stop by my blog on that day, maybe you can visit them on the other blogs on their tour. Here is the schedule:

TOUR Schedule


2 Bibliophiles Guide–Review

Read More Romance–Spotlight

Riverina Romantics–Spotlight

It’s a Book Affair–Review



Anne Lange–Guest Posts

Book Loving Pixie–Review

Rose & Beps–Spotlight



Where the Night Kind Roam–Spotlight



Inner Goddess Forum— Guest Posts



Riverina Romantics–Interview

Miriam Smith–Review

Ramblings of a Book Lunatic–Review



Dreamz of Dragons–Review



Find Your Next Read–Guest Posts

Bookoholic Anom–Guest Posts



Insightful Minds–Interview/Review

Ramblings of a Book Lunatic–Review



Booklover Sue–Review

Share My Destiny–Spotlight



UF & PNR Series Bibliophile –Interview

Girly Girl Book Reviews–Interview/Review



Literal Hotties Naughty Book Reviews–Guest Post

This Redhead LOVES Books–Review



herding cats & burning soup–Interview/Review-Mina



Buffy’s Ramblings–Review

Salacious Reads–Spotlight



herding cats & burning soup–Interview/Review–Jennifer

Lusty Penguin–Review



The Redheaded Bibliophile–Review



Delighted Reader–Review



Everyone Loves a Sinner–Guest Post/Review

Darkmotive’s Books and More–Review

The Redheaded Bibliophile–Spotlight