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Tuesday, February 26, 2013

~Guest Blog~ Nancy Gideon,author of Betrayed by Shadows (giveaway)

~Anticipation: Whetting the Appetite by Nancy Gideon~

You come into every book with a certain expectation. Genre and sensuality levels are telegraphed by the cover, plot and character type by the back blurb. Stars and reviews on Amazon, B&N and Goodreads share what others liked or disliked.  Even the author name can often clue you in to what you’ll find between the covers.

What can you expect from a Nancy Gideon book?

I write across all genres: historical to series contemporary to regency to horror to paranormal and non-fiction - 54 books worth! - so you’ll have to check the cover and blurb to see which type you’re getting.  But beyond that, here’s what you’ll discover . . .

Unputdownable – a word coined by many a reviewer.  Plan for a rollercoaster ride. Once you’re strapped in, the trip is non-stop and often breathtakingly fast paced.  I apologize in advance if I keep you up too late. The ends of my chapters aren’t to give you a break. They’re to leave you at the edge of a cliff . . . or better yet, in mid-fall.

Suspense.  All my books have an edge of intrigue, some an in-your-face mystery, some a thread of underlying unknowns.  I love to tease and surprise.  Whether it’s a big BOO! or a whispered I never saw that coming, expect the unexpected.

Adventure.  Okay, I’m an action junkie.  I love to choreograph a fight scene, the thrill of the chase, characters in jeopardy or on the hunt.  Something is always at risk and those stakes keep rising higher and higher.

Humor.  With all that rough house and running, I need a break, and there’s nothing like a good laugh to ease the tension.  I can’t imagine a character in one of my books without a sense of humor, whether it be droll or slapstick.  Fun, quippy, and sharp dialogues between the hero and heroine and secondaries provide some of my favorite moments.

Sizzle.  Jalapeno hot that I promise won’t burn off your taste buds.   From that first spark, the fire keeps building. It’s all about the heat and the fear of getting burned. From a tentative first kiss to the Whew, I need a cigarette, expect it all, but it’s up to the characters to determine what’s right for them and the plotline.

What can you expect in a “By Moonlight” book?

The series is built on a complex world of Shape-shifter clans in competition and conflict with one another. Anchoring it is tough, human NOPD detective Charlotte Cassie and former mob right hand man, shape-shifter Max Savoie who has inherited a criminal empire and is thought to be the prophesied savoir of his clan. The first four books revolve around their relationship in the “Moonlight” books, then the next four “Shadows” books spin off with different heroes and heroines. But all continue the same underlying plot threads.  You don’t have to read all to appreciate and follow one . . . but you will want to.  BETRAYED BY SHADOWS is Book 7.  You’ll find all of the above within its pages, and more. And then some with PRINCE OF SHADOWS on 5-27-13.

Happy Reading!





Blurb:


Balancing a criminal empire and a preternatural clan war, reluctant front man Giles St. Clair doesn’t need a problem like Brigit MacCreedy . . . How much trouble can the head-strong and manipulative Shifter beauty get into in two weeks? Plenty when her schemes range from kidnapping to fleeing the retribution of her dead lover’s clan.

With her family’s lives on the line, Brigit is willing to do whatever it takes to save them. The only thing standing in her way is an immovable stone wall of a man she can’t bully or beguile . . . a human, no less, who has promised to protect her from the secrets and dangers she conceals.

Risking her own safety gets complicated when an honorable and annoyingly desirable man puts himself between her and her powerful enemies in a battle he can’t win in this Taming of the Shrew meets Shifter Goodfellas on the Bayou tale of consequences, redemption and finding love in all the wrong places.



Excerpt:

Music?

Brigit slit her eyes open to the brightness of midmorning. She was alone in the bunk. Harsh-smelling coffee warmed on the hot plate, and Giles was nowhere in sight. Then she heard the unmistakable crack of ax into wood.

Feeling tired and sticky and . . . fabulous, she stretched and reached for the crimson-colored sweatshirt Giles had left folded on the edge of the mattress. Harvard? She slipped it over her head to swim in generous folds that came almost to her knees. Rolling back the cuffs, she found the shoe she’d tucked Boyd’s cell phone into, discouraged to see no message from Silas. She tucked it under the sleeping bag on the top bunk, pushed bare feet into her shoes, and went to pour coffee. Her whole body ached gloriously, making her smile as she stepped out onto the tiny back porch.

Because she could still hear his voice, rough with passion.

Bree.

Giles had his back to her, splitting wood in the glare of morning light, a beautiful sight in his revealing muscle shirt. Strong, sexy. A light sweat had broken out on his shoulders, gleaming amid scores of scratches, some nearly healed from their passionate tussle in New Orleans and some raw stripes from hours ago. Chagrined, she put a nail trim and manicure on her agenda for the day.

He’d taken the batteries out of the flashlight to power an old cassette player and was timing his swings to the raucous beat of a late-eighties hip-hop tune that probably dated back to days spent here in male bonding. Something ridiculous about Humpty Dumpty dancing? Her gaze followed the suggestive rock and bump of his hips as the sassy backup singers crooned, “Do me, baby.”

Oh, yay. Good idea.

Time to whip up something for breakfast.

She’d taken a step forward, intending to initiate some moves of her own, when the music dialed down and muted as another sound reached her.

The cup fell from her hands, shattering on the wood planking, as all her senses trembled and went taut.

And a single cry ripped from her.

“Giles, behind you!”

Giles spun, continuing his momentum with the ax so it caught his assailant midleap in the upper chest, flinging him to the ground. Even as he wrestled the blade free, his attacker was gaining his feet, falling into a menacing crouch as his lips pulled back from a mouth full of dagger-like teeth.


Alarm became coldly dangerous intentions when he recognized the disfigured Shifter from Brigit’s description.

“Brigit, get inside!”

He didn’t look around to see if she obeyed. There was no time as the creature sprang. 

Driven to the ground on his back, Giles couldn’t angle for another swing as he was forced to grip the ever thickening throat to keep those deadly teeth away from him. A battle he knew he wasn’t going to win as the beast completed its change of form into something monstrous and impossibly strong.

Run, Brigit! That was all he had time to think. Run! 

All he had to do was stay alive long enough for her to get a head start.

There was a deafening report from the porch, and suddenly, the figure hunching over him was plucked off and sent rolling away.

Giles risked a glance toward the cabin to see Brigit with her feet planted wide, his pistol braced in both hands. The pistol he’d wisely loaded with silver rounds.

As he scrambled to his feet, his attacker was gaining his own, obviously struggling not to revert back into humanlike form from the effects of the silver. Brigit’s shot had taken him in the other side of the chest. Giles’s first blow from the ax had already healed. Making him no less lethal as he sprang a second time. No less quick. 

And this time Giles didn’t respond fast enough.



       

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About Author:     


An author of over fifty novels since 1987, Nancy Gideon thrives on variety. Under her own name and several pseudonyms, she’s written award-winning series suspense, historical and paranormal bestsellers, earned a “Career Achievement for Historical Adventure”, and has had two original horror screenplays optioned for film. A Michigan native, she works full time as a legal administrative assistant and feeds a NetFlix addiction.

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2 comments:

  1. I love the description of a chapter leaving the reader on the edge of a cliff.

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  2. I always think of the end of the chapter as that teaser at the end of a soap opera . . . tune in tomorrow for our next exciting episode . . .

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