Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Blog Tour: Revelation by Erica Hayes (author giveaway)

This virtual book tour is presented by Bewitching Book Tours.
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Welcome to The Wormhole and my day on the tour.
It is my pleasure to feature Erica Hayes and Revelation.

About the Author:

Erica Hayes was a law student, an air force officer, an editorial assistant and a musician, before finally landing her dream job: fantasy and romance writer.

She writes dark paranormal and urban fantasy romance, and her books feature tough, smart heroines and colourful heroes with dark secrets.

She hails from Australia, where she drifts from city to city, leaving a trail of chaos behind her. Currently, she's terrorizing the wilds of Northumberland.

Erica has stopped by with a guest post:

10 reasons you'll love REVELATION

Romance readers are busy people. Books to devour, chocolate to consume, hungry families to ignore while we fall in love with another strong, gorgeous, to-die-for hero and his amazing heroine. Talk to the hand, real life. We don't have all day.

So. Want the quick-and-dirty on REVELATION, my dark paranormal romance? First in the Seven Signs series? In paperback and ebook from Berkley Sensation? Sure you do. Here are ten reasons you'll love REVELATION, in sixty seconds or less. Ready, steady, go!

1.      The Apocalypse. Y'know, with seven signs. Complete with a zombie invasion of New York City and an ocean of blood. And we've only just begun.

2.      A posse of hot supernatural warriors. C'mon, every paranormal series needs one. These guys (and girls!) are called the Tainted Host, a bunch of angels thrown out of heaven for their sins. They roam the earth. They kick butt. They party hard.

3.      A smokin' hot fallen angel hero. Big muscles, cool magical powers, a wicked sense of humor. Luniel is a tough alpha warrior with a big flaming sword (ahem) and a tortured past. Oh, and velvety black feathers. You know you want one.

4.      A gutsy, modern heroine. Morgan is a pathologist, who does autopsies for a living, and she doesn't believe in all this angel-demon-end-of-the-world nonsense. Until a totally scrumptious one lands in her lap, that is. Oh, and when the zombies arrive? She kicks butt.

5.      Cool demons. Not wussy ones, who only pretend to be evil while they're swanning about managing nightclubs or whatever. My demons are snarky, cunning psychopaths who screw you over with the small print and munch your pathetic soul into hamburger. They like pain and death and destruction. And they really enjoy making angels miserable.

6.      The archangel Michael. He's bold, he's gorgeous, he's twisted as hell. You've never seen him like this. Trust me.

7.      The demon king, Azaroth, ice prince extraordinaire. Satan's chilly lieutenant, intent on busting his boss out of the pit and creating hell on earth. He appears as wind, as darkness, as icy drips on your window. Be very afraid.

8.      This amazing cover. Nom nom. Is this gentleman delicious, or what? With special bonus taut man-midriff. Buy a copy just for that, if you want. I won't complain.

9.      This series is guaranteed to feature absolutely zero virginal interns, job interviews or billionaires who need therapy. Just for a change. There may be a small tying-up scene. Or not. You'll see…

10.  We all hate waiting, right? So in case you just can't get enough? Book 2 is nearly upon us! REDEMPTION hits shelves on 5 March. Check out those hot golden feathers. Enough said. This Apocalypse is far from over…

Bzzt! Time's up. Thanks for having me, and I hope you enjoy REVELATION.

The Seven Signs, Book 1
Erica Hayes

Genre: paranormal romance, urban fantasy romance
Publisher: Berkley Sensation
ISBN: 978-0425258378
Number of pages: 330
Word Count: 100K
Cover Artist: Kris Keller
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Book Description:

A fallen angel with a mission and a medical examiner who's lost her faith are fighting for their souls in a glittering, near-future Manhattan...

Blind faith is for fools. That's what Dr. Morgan Sterling believes. And she's going to prove it by curing the zombie plague ravaging her city's slums. She's certain it's not a sign of the End of Days, but a nasty disease—until an angel appears in her morgue in a flash of glory.

Luniel is not just a fallen angel. He's a powerful warrior sworn to fight evil in hopes of a chance at redemption. He's after the demon princes who are stealing the seven vials of holy wrath which, when perverted, will unleash eternal hell on earth.

To stop the plague, Luniel needs Morgan's help, and her faith. But Morgan believes science is their salvation. If the zombie plague is a demonic curse—and if Luniel is true—he’ll have to prove it. Even if he loses his heart to true love or his soul to Hell...

White light erupted, brighter than any flashbulb.
She gasped, dazzled. Breeze ruffled her hair. Her elbow hit the trolley, and the camera jolted from her fingers.
A hand gripped her arm, steadying her. A man’s voice, deep and unfamiliar. “Sorry, lady. I didn’t think anyone would be here. Are you—oh, shit.”
Her vision cleared, and she scrabbled on the floor for her camera. “Jesus, you scared the hell outta . . . oh!” She looked up, and fell right back onto her ass, her nerves in disarray.
Whoa. Not just tall, or big. More, in every way compared to . . . well, compared to a normal man.
This guy wasn’t normal.
Black hair, blacker than soot and wilder than music. Blue eyes, hotter and deeper than summer sky, luminous pale skin, long dark lashes any woman would kill for. Arms thicker than her thighs in a dark shirt with no sleeves, strong wrists that made her weak, hands that could crush rocks. And his thighs in those jeans . . . long, powerful, rippling as he moved.
His face was familiar, she realized. Those carved cheekbones and, umm, luscious lips. The bird man. Only Birdy was blond, and this guy was dark and . . . tasty.
His gaze lasered onto hers, relentless, and she shivered. He looked dangerous. Driven. Not a patient man.
Morgan scrambled up, struggling to keep her mind on the issues. This was Babylon, the psycho-killer capital. Well-adjusted guys didn’t break into morgues after-hours. But how Mr. Huge-dark-and-oh-by-the-way-totally-hot had gotten in here was beside the point. So was how easy it’d be for a guy his size to tear her limb from limb, or worse.
He’d seen Birdy’s body. She couldn’t call security. Not yet. Not before she’d preserved the evidence.
She licked her lips. “Um. Hi. I was just . . .”
He strode up to the trolley, and his fingers clenched the edge, hard enough to dent the steel. On drugs. That explained the crazy swirl in his eyes. “You found my brother,” he said stiffly. “I guess asking how he died is redundant.”

Tour Wide Giveaway 
1 $25 bookstore gift card (winner's choice of bookstore) 
1 a signed set of the Shadowfae series (4 paperbacks) 
2 Kindle copies of short vampire romance HUNTER’S BLOOD
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