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THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN by PATRICIA A. RASEY (romantic suspense)

Tuesday’s Revolving Book is the romantic suspense THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN by Patricia A. Rasey

BUT IT ONLINE: Priced Right at .99 cents!
AMAZON: http://tinyurl.com/9s2m9bx

SYNOPSIS:
Tevan Zaber wants to be a detective. But how far is he willing to go to get it? Thrust into the dark underworld of real vampires, reality begins to blur into the society of role-playing. Can Krystal Braxton, who wrestles with her own demons, save Tevan from becoming one of them? Together they must infiltrate the occult covens to save the city from a blood-thirsty killer resurrected from a year’s old case as they enlist the help of Fairview Park’s lieutenant, Cole Kincaid.

READ AN EXCERPT: http://tinyurl.com/77cu9s3 WATCH THE BOOK TRAILER: http://youtu.be/ND1jH3zzuO4

REVIEWS:

“If possible, The Hour Before Dawn is even better than Deadly Obsession. Patricia Rasey has done a fantastic job in continuing Deadly Obsession in this story. The Hour Before Dawn would do well as a stand-alone novel as well. Again, we have a flawed hero, dealing with his failed marriage. Add to this, one really wounded heroine in Krystal, trying to deal with the abuse of her father, and we have one fantastic story, in addition to the solving of the murders and delving into the Vampyre Society of today. If you like romantic suspense, don’t miss this one!” ~ Chere Gruver for Romance Junkies

“Patricia Rasey takes you on a wild ride through the dark side of life with this intriguing story. Prepare to be blown away by the killer. If you weren’t a fan before, you definitely will be now!” ~Kathy Boswell for RT Book Reviews

“Just the creative voyeuristic thrill of briefly living in this world, by way of the path blazed by author Patricia Rasey, is enough to make THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN a must read. Daring and bold, Rasey presents the shadowy world of vampyres with a unique darkness that proves mesmerizing. The style is fiercely unrelenting, marking Rasey indelibly as a harsh truth teller. Although her genre is fiction, her characters are real and frightening, and not even main characters are safe from the evil that haunts Rasey’s work. Further, Rasey’s exploration of self-mutilation is both knowledgeable and tasteful, lending a shocking vulnerability to a striking character. Indeed, THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN is gripping, gritty, and fascinating, coming very highly recommended.” ~Cindy Penn for Word Weaving

“THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN is a thrill-read, intense, fast and unpredictable. The reader will be tempted to “close your eyes and don’t look” but from the first grizzly murder to the last, the reader is glued to the pages waiting breathlessly for the killer to be unmasked and brought down…. For an adrenaline rushing read, I highly recommend THE HOUR BEFORE DAWN.” ~Terrie Figueroa for Romance Reviews Today

AUTHOR BIO:

Ms. Rasey is a three-time recipient of the Word Weaving Award for Literary Excellence and a three-time winner of the prestigious RIO Award Of Excellence. She is also a three-time EPPIE finalist and was a 2001 nominee for Romantic Times Magazine’s Best Electronic Book. Additionally, Twilight Obsessions and Twilight Visions, two anthologies she was a part of, was nominated for the PEARL, the Paranormal Excellence Award in Romantic Literature, in the Best Anthology category. Her short story, In The Mind of Darkness won the P&E 2002 Horror short story category.

When not behind her computer, you can find Patricia working, reading, watching movies or MMA. She also enjoys spending her free time at the river camping with her husband and two sons. Ms. Rasey is currently a third degree Black Belt in American Freestyle Karate.

CONNECT WITH PATRICIA ONLINE:
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/PatriciaARasey
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/patriciarasey
Website: http://www.PatriciaRasey.com/

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“SAINT SANGUINUS” by JULIA SMITH (HORROR/HISTORICAL)

THE REVOLVING BOOK FRIDAY EDITION IS THE HORROR “SAINT SANGUINUS” by JULIA SMITH

POSTED FRIDAY DEC. 16, 2011

TITLE: SAINT SANGUINUS
AUTHOR: JULIA SMITH
GENRE: HISTORICAL HORROR – A Dark Ages Vampire novel

PUBLISHER: Self-published through Kindle Direct Publishing on Amazon, and on Smashwords

WHERE YOU CAN BUY IT:

AMAZON KINDLE: http://tinyurl.com/725c59x
SMASHWORDS: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/105486

IT WILL ALSO BE OUT IN TRADE PAPERBACK BY THE END OF THIS MONTH!

REVIEWS:

Book review from Melissa Bradley @ Melissa’s Imaginarium

“This book is savagely beautiful. Julia Phillips Smith puts the monster back into vampire.  She weaves a spell over her readers with her subtly brilliant dialogue and lush descriptions. I could smell the forest, hear the crackle of the fires and oh my God can she write fight scenes in all their bloody, violent glory.”

http://melissasimaginarium.blogspot.com/2011/11/saint-sanguinus-by-julia-phillips-smith.html

Book review from Travis Cody @ Trav’s Thoughts

“Her vampires are dark and ravenous; monsters more in the tradition of the vampire as deadly, dangerous and blood thirsty. But it’s not a horror story. It’s a dark romantic adventure with appeal to men and women. All together an outstanding debut.”

http://travsthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/11/saint-sanguinus.html

SYNOPSIS

An elite brotherhood stands between humans and vampires, preventing one side from annihilating the other. Who are called to this service? Only those warriors who curse God with their dying breath.

Welsh warrior Peredur falls to a spear before he can claim Tanwen for his bride. Raging on the battlefield, Peredur utters the curse that seals his fate and leads him to another life. Using the power of a saint whose bone makes up an amulet, Peredur takes on the trials to become a true member of the brethren. Yet his need for the chieftain’s daughter Tanwen still burns.

Tanwen resists her father’s command to take a husband. The only one who understands her sorrow is Cavan, the wise woman’s son. When he promises that he can reunite her with her beloved, she agrees to his terms. But does Tanwen truly understand the depth of the price that must be paid?

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READ AN EXCERPT:

http://juliaphillipssmith.com/books

AUTHOR BIO:

Debut author Julia Phillips Smith is honored to add this special milestone to her arts industry background.

A graduate of Ryerson University’s film program, Julia’s previous writing credits include scripts for radio and television. She has donned various creative hats, including stage manager (theatre), 3rd Assistant Director (independent feature film) and editor (TV documentary).

Julia lives on Canada’s east coast with her husband, her mom and their dog. A longtime blogger, she invites you to visit A Piece of My Mind (http://julia-mindovermatter.blogspot.com/).

On Facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/author.julia.p.smith

On Twitter:

http://twitter.com/apieceofmymind

Website:

http://juliaphillipssmith.com/

UPCOMING BLOG STOPS:

Romance Bandits – Jan. 6th – http://romancebandits.com/

TBR – Jan. 11th –  http://tbrtheblog.blogspot.com/p/2012-schedule.html

SNEAK PEEK:

Peredur hung forward, his arms stretched awkwardly behind him, bound behind a large tree. Now fully awake, he tried to stand upright and surge forward, but the bonds held.
His brethren gathered all around the tree. Melnak who stood farthest away in the shadows, pulled his amulet from where it hid in his robes then lifted it over his head. As he approached, Melnak said, “God our Father, our brother now descends into the trial you have given him.”
The brethren intoned, “Our Father, hear us,” just as Peredur’s body began to jerk away from the amulet as though compelled to do so. Melnak brought the shining polished bone to rest against the bottom rib of Peredur’s left side.
For a moment Peredur couldn’t see. All before him was blinding white light.
When he came to, Peredur sensed he was somewhere else entirely, no longer bound to the tree.
In the distance, a figure waited for him, a miserable bent man barely clothed in rags. Peredur tried to join him, but at the hint of motion his legs shot through with fiery tendrils. The figure turned his face to see who approached.
Such a man. His face held the expression of one who had endured a torturous vigil, rather like the one from which Peredur could not free himself. But the face also held a beauty that hurt to see. Peredur wanted to turn his face away, but the gaze of those tormented eyes held him and despite the pain, he forced a step or two forward.
I’m coming, Peredur tried to tell him, but the bent figure lowered his head as if overcome by agony after all. Peredur grit his teeth and pushed forward with all his might.
His feet finally moved, but suddenly it seemed the saint was miles from where Peredur could reach him. Peredur’s heart sank.
He remembered in his boyhood, how heavy the sword had been at first, when the sword master made him swing it again and again. His legs just now were the same. They rebelled against his commands.
Move! he shouted at them. Move!
Anger at the injustice of it coursed through him. As the anger rose, the binding stiffness released his legs and his steps grew easier.
Peredur wanted to race to the saint’s side, but what use would there be in that? Now that he could move, he walked with dread toward the fallen bundle of rags and limbs. Kneeling there, he took the saint in his arms and brushed the matted hair from the bruised face.
Saint Cittinus’ eyes fluttered open.
Peredur looked down at the youthful saint in his arms, made old before his time by the captivity and mistreatment he’d endured. As if for the first time, Peredur saw the clear white line of a scar across the saint’s neck, as if a rope had choked him there.
Saint Cittinus looked into Peredur’s eyes. Those cracked lips moved. Instead of ‘I thirst,’ the saint spoke clearly, if softly. “We have no one else to fear,” he said, “but our Lord God. Who is in Heaven.”
Peredur nodded. He stayed as he was and watched the saint expire before his eyes. All the while his angel never took his hand from Peredur’s shoulder.
Saint Cittinus faded from Peredur’s grip, though he still felt the weight of him in his arms.  No sooner than he’d seen it, but Peredur came to.
He found himself still straining in his bonds against the tree. With breathtaking intensity, the pain in his rib returned. Melnak held the amulet to him still, with unyielding grimness.
He thought of the scar upon the saint’s neck. Instead of struggling and cursing as Peredur had done on the battlefield against the spear, Cittinus had accepted the wound that had given him the scar.
It was time to stop fighting.

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