Bio:
About Lea Barrymire
Lea lives in Western New York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the rugrats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe with the US military. She’s slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii. Now she spends her time in life’s adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and school plays.
Lea has loved reading from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia, to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say something funny.
When Lea isn’t reading, writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or just kicking back and listening to some music.
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Blurb: Willie Krenshaw wanted nothing more than a few minutes watching the waters of Lake Erie after a long workday. What she ended up with was a drugged male vampire and an itch to be a Good Samaritan.
When her inner kitty starts sniffing around at the male she's helping, she knows Fate's evil sense of humor is in full swing. Being a shifter-vampire hybrid is hard enough, but having a male vampire as her fated mate is just too much.
Nickola, the vampire she assists, finds her breathtaking and does all he can to push Fate's agenda.
Stephen is the male vampire Nickola is investigating for the Council. He takes aim at the couple, intent on pulling Nick to his side or killing him. Between Stephen's scheming and the Council's interest in Willie, can they survive the chaos long enough to test the depths of their passions?
Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Willie-Krenshaw-Publishing-Classic-ebook/dp/B008AYYQEE/
Excerpt (PG):
“How’re you feeling?” the man asked her. His eyes held only concern.
How was she feeling? That was a really good question. She glanced down at her hands, expecting to see charred skin or bandages. She gasped when she saw her hands looked normal. Did she just dream the pain and fire?
“You don’t really need to answer that if you don’t want to. My name is Robert Smith. What’s yours?” The man was still watching her with an intensity she wasn’t accustomed to. He looked so normal, but her life had been ruined repeatedly over the last two days by “normal” looking people. He wore a blue and red flannel shirt that had some dark stains on it. Blood, she thought. My blood.
“Willie,” she croaked. Her throat hurt and burned. She was really thirsty. “Could I have something to drink, please?”
“Sure, just take it slow, okay?” He handed her a small plastic cup filled with ice chips and water. She sipped it like instructed while she studied him. Dark brown eyes watched her with concern and perhaps a little weariness. Tousled brown hair stuck up in random clumps giving him a rumpled look. He looked pretty normal, she thought.
“How did I get here?” she asked. She shied away from the memories that threatened to invade her mind again. The black eyes sucking her will from her, the strong hands that grabbed her arms and held her still as those sharp teeth sped toward her throat. She shivered with the memories.
“Well, I found you in the woods and brought you here. Willie, I need to talk to your parents. I’m sure they’re worried sick about you.”
“No, they aren’t worried,” She choked on the words. “They don’t give a shit about me.”
“Hey, watch the language,” Robert scolded with a scowl marring his face. “I don’t care if they care or not we have to call them. I’ve gone around the system for your treatments, but now that you’re awake we have to have someone responsible for you making decisions.”
“You can call them, but they’ll just come here to kill me. They dumped me in Old Forge. They don’t want me, and they won’t want to know that I’m alive. It’ll screw up their story.” She clenched her teeth together and lifted her chin. Unshed tears glistened in her eyes. She wouldn’t cry in front of a stranger over her parents. Shit. They weren’t her parents. No parent could drop off their teenager in the middle of nowhere and hope they died just because they weren’t normal.
“What do you mean they dumped you?” He scowled and sat back. He crossed his arms across his chest and waited.
Made Whole (MF)
Willie Krenshaw 2
Blurb: Renae Gioli isn’t looking for adventure but it finds her in the form of an Italian speaking man named Alexandre DiMassone. The moment she hears his voice in a crappy dive bar she’s entranced. His strange behavior on the dance floor leaves her hot, wanting, and scared.
He’s captivated by her eyes and even as he fights it the vampire can’t help himself. Can he push aside his jaded attitude and embrace what Fate has given him before he loses her? His obsession spells trouble and lust for her. Kidnapping her was never in the cards, but he doesn’t have the willpower to let her walk away.
Rogue vampires, cougar shifters, and more intrude on their time. Can she forgive him for forcing his will on her and changing her entire life in a single bite? His arrogance knows no bounds but she catches a glimpse of the confusion beneath.
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“If you continue marking me I’ll be forced to get you naked and screaming again.”
She didn’t know if he was trying to joke with her or not, but she was completely on board with getting naked and sweaty with him. Her body craved him already. If she could keep him in bed forever she would. To answer his threat she dug her nails harder into his back and moaned a little while she raked them across his skin.
Alex leaned back, and she tried not to grin at the feral light gleaming in his glowing eyes. She obviously didn’t cover her smile well enough. “You tempt me on purpose? Oh, cara, you could drive angels to throw themselves from the heavens. Get naked before I rip the clothes from you.”
She gasped when he was gone from the bed. One moment he was looking down into her eyes, the next he was standing by the other side of the room. She watched him peel his pants and shirt from his beautiful body. A growl and nod brought her from her staring. Right. Get naked. She scrambled to comply, pulling off her shirt and bra in one movement.
The moment she was completely unclothed Alex was there, wrapping his arms around her. His warmth felt wonderful against her skin. She sighed into the embrace.
“I meant to take you slowly this time, but I need you too much.” His voice was deep and echoing under her cheek.
“I need you too.” Admitting it brought heat to her cheeks, but she wouldn’t hide from the truth.
“Good.”
He had her on the bed under his body within a blink. His hands kept his weight off of her but his pelvis was cradled between her legs. She would have been embarrassed by how wet she was already but the feel of his hard shaft sliding through her slick folds tore all emotions other than lust from her mind. The head of his cock rubbed across her clit, and she bucked against him, trying to get more contact.
She wanted him inside her. Wiggling under him seemed to clue him into her desires because he tilted his hips enough to bring his engorged member to her opening. She was so wet it slid into her channel. She moved her hips trying to get him in farther and whimpered when he countered her action.
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Thank you SO much for hosting me today! ~ Lea
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