It’s finally here. Today is release day
for Sex, Blood, Rock ‘N’ Roll, and Vampyr (Book 1 of The Bloodline Trilogy).
The book is now available in digital and paperback.
About the Book:
West Side’s front man and lead singer,
Quinn Forrester, and the band’s lead guitarist, Jeff West, were like brothers,
so when Quinn mysteriously disappeared in 1989, Jeff suspected foul play. With
no evidence to back up his suspicions, Jeff was not able to convince the
authorities. The truth is, Quinn was turned into a vampire that night and lives
in secret in the dark shadows of New Orleans.
Years later when Quinn and his daughter,
Nadia, formed a night club act, Quinn stepped back into the local spotlight.
Vampires don’t age as mortals do, so in an effort to explain that, Quinn
reinvented himself as his son.
Twenty-five years after Quinn’s sudden
unexplained departure from the band, the opening of an art gallery brings Jeff
West to New Orleans. A beautiful artist, Quinn’s lookalike son, a vampire tour
and a series of events send Jeff on the path to finally discovering the
shocking truth about what happened to Quinn.
Here’s a Look
Inside the Book:
Randi and Quinn looked at
each other recalling their earlier discussion about adding a little spice to
their hunt.
“Did you hear that?” she
asked.
“I did,” he said,
wondering what was going on in his wife’s mind.
“What do you think? She’s
obviously vampire friendly,” said Randi playing with her hair.
Quinn noticed her pretty
face, long silky red hair, perfect breasts, and drop-dead body. He raised his
brows and said, “She’s hot, babe. Honey, are you sure you want to do this? We
don’t have to. It’s your call.”
The corners of her lips
turned up. “Yes.”
He placed his hand over
hers and said, “I love you. I don’t want you to do this because you think it’s
what I want. I only want you to do it if it’s what you want. It doesn’t matter
to me either way.”
She smiled and rested her
other hand on his. “It is what I want. I want to experience this with you.”
He shook his head and
smiled at her. “Then go for it.”
She winked at Quinn as
she got up from the table and stepped behind the bar. Quinn got up and took a
seat at the bar three stools down from the stunning redhead. The girl noticed
him and looked his way flashing him a flirty smile. She was aware of his
bedroom eyes grazing over her.
Randi eased her way over
to her and said, “Hi, I’m Randi.”
The girl sipped her drink.
Her smoky green eyes looked up, and she smiled. “Hello, Randi, I’m Riley.”
“Local or tourist?” asked
Randi.
“Business. I’m an artist,
and I’m here for the unveiling of a painting.” Riley glanced over at Quinn
subtly licking her full glossed lips. She turned back to Randi and motioned to
Quinn. “What a hottie.”
“Yes, he is,” said Randi
with a smile. “That’s one of the many reasons I married him.”
Shit, thought Riley
biting her lower lip. She shrugged her shoulders and attempted to laugh. “Oh,
no. I’m sorry. Isn’t that always the way. The hot ones are always taken or
gay.”
Randi laughed and said,
“His name’s Quinn. He owns the place. Since you can’t have my man, how about
another drink? It’s on the house.”
“Sure. Thanks, Randi.”
Randi made her a fresh
vodka martini and set it in front of her.
Riley sipped and raised
her glass with a smile. “This is great, Randi. You’re quite a mixologist.”
“Thank you.” Randi leaned
in close to Riley and whispered, “Are you planning to scout the alley tonight
for a vampire to feast on your blood?”
Riley looked at her
wondering why she would ask such a question. Unaware Randi was using her
preternatural power of hypnosis on her to get the truth; she said, “If I
thought those rumors were true, I probably would.”
Her words were music to
Randi’s ears. She reached out and touched Riley’s hand. Her bright blue eyes
sparkled as she said, “You know they’re true, don’t you?”
Riley realized Randi’s
body temperature was way below normal for a human, and her mind began to make a
connection. She looked into her eyes and asked, “Is your husband as cold as you
are?”
“Even colder,” said Randi
moving in closer. “You know what warms us. If you’re interested in making a
donation, I don’t mind sharing my hot husband, but it’s a one-time thing, and I
have to be there. It’s our rules.”
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