Friday, May 24, 2013

Blog Tour for Vengeance Hammer by Jianne Carlo/Contest

Vengeance Hammer (Viking Vengeance #3)
by Jianne Carlo
Erotic Historical Romantic Suspense
Categories: Mystery/Thriller
Publisher: Etopia Press
Release Date: May 3, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 73,000

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Can a Viking forgive the woman who cheated him of his vengeance?

All Dráddor has to do is kill the Earl of Caithness, wed the man’s daughter, and vengeance would be his and the oath to his father would be fulfilled. But when he arrives at Caithness, the earl is already dead, poisoned by own wife. And when he finds the earl’s daughter, the Lady Xára, he find she’s unable to speak. Unwilling to be thwarted, Dráddor marries her anyway to claim the earl’s lands and title, knowing King Kenneth could not fault him for later casting her aside.

Desperate to protect her family, Xára willingly weds the Viking. She must win Dráddor to her side before he discovers the secret that will destroy all. But the Saracen warrior, Niketas, has other plans. He needs the blood of two virgin half-immortals to win eternal life and the powers of the gods. Until the god Heimdallr, Xára’s true sire, makes it clear he has other plans for his beloved daughter…

Excerpt Teaser:

Xára could not lift a finger. She sprawled over Dráddør all limp and boneless. Never could she have imagined such sheer ecstasy. Had the chamber warmed? Or did the heat come from within her?
She had never been so aware of her woman parts. They pulsed and vibrated and fisted around his thick shaft buried deep inside her. She had touched him. There. ’Twas all so surprising, this intimacy ′tween them, his fingers, his mouth. Was all allowed? Cert, it seemed too wicked to be right.
He trailed a finger up her spine. The gentle caress sent tingles to parts not connected. Her nipples hardened, the nub ’tween her legs ached, and she yearned to rub against him.
“Wife now you are in all aspects.” He nuzzled her neck. “Know you how bairns are made?”
A wash of fire blazed through her and she knew a hot pink color dusted every piece of her skin. She peered up at him. Blinked away the embarrassment and wrote, ’Tis what we just did?
Distracted by the golden hair around his male nipples, she studied the tight peaks, the circle of color around his and then looked at hers. Why were hers pink and his brown?
“Aye. A bairn catches when I spill my seed inside you.” He flicked a finger at the tip of her nose. “Why is Evie so concerned about bairns?”
Mouth pursed, she traced. She is lonely. The keep’s children fear her.
“Know all of Lady Jennie’s tryst with Ard Greimme?”
War braids suited him, Xára decided. He had a wealth of long, wavy golden locks and the four thin plaits at his temples seemed to draw his cheekbones taut. She liked the way he focused on her fingers when she wrote the letters on his chest. They suspect somewhat is amiss.
 He outlined her lips with his thumb. “Methinks on the morrow, I must needs speak with your mother. She must have been bereft when Arnfinn sent you to the abbey.”
Dare she tell him? Would he reject her when he found out the whole truth? In a short time she had come to love him and he seemed to care for her. Could she be content with his affection and not his heart when she had given hers?
“Nyssa will insist on healing you.”
She circled her hand around her neck and shook her head.
“Aye. I have asked her to try. Thrice now I have heard you make sounds. What harm can it do, Xára?” He pressed kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, and nipped the lobe of her ear.
She waved a finger at him. Do not distract me.
He chortled and the tiny creases at the corners of his eyes deepened. “’Tis my duty to keep a smile on your face, mit sváss. ’Tis amusing and rewarding.”
All the warriors she knew were dour of mien, angry in their words, and rough with their hands. How blessed she was to have this man to husband. She vowed to make him proud of her. All at once she needed him to know of her training.
I am trained to run a castle. She wrote the letters slowly. How she longed to tell him of her other talents, but dared not.
“I am well content with my bride, Xára.”
He fingered the slight scar in the center of her throat. “How did this happen?”
Xára worried her lower lip. This secret she could share without worrying he would cast her aside. Mayhap ’twould even serve to protect Evie if he knew the all of Magnhildur. The other secrets, for now, she would leave to fate. She traced Magnhildur’s name on his chest. He jerked into a sitting position, captured her wrists, and set them to his heart. “Tell me.”

About the Author:

Award winning author, Jianne Carlo’s motto is simple: Alpha Me Please.

While strong heroines, exotic locations, and cultural differences are her forte, she goes weak in the knees for warriors and alphas. Send her a man with an attitude and she’ll find the right woman to tame him.

Jianne loves hot and spicy food, stomach-plunging park rides, and is kept on her toes by her Viking husband of thirty-five years, and three, handsome grown sons. There’s nothing she likes more than hearing from readers.

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