Blog tour/giveaway with Moira Rogers

THE BACKSTORY

From the time we announced the final Red Rock ebook in 2009, people have been asking us when we'd go back to the Sanctuary world and write more about werewolves and their witch rivals.  In the beginning we didn't want to return--we had our four books and our two prequel novellas, and those were the stories we had to tell.  But people kept asking, and we kept saying, "Well, what if...okay, no, but maybe if..."

A watched pot never boils, and I'm starting to think a watched plot is the same way.  The harder we tried to force ourselves to come up with the right story, the more they slipped away.  Finally we set the idea aside for a while, reluctantly admitting that maybe it had been too long in any case.  We'd missed our window.  It was time to work on other--

BOOM!  That was our idea, knocking us head over heels.  It hit us so hard we sat down and wrote Haunted Sanctuary instead of the book we were supposed to be writing.   It wasn't the story we'd originally imagined.  It takes place in a new town, with a new cast of characters, and is set several years after the end of Red Rock Pass.  You don't have to be familiar with any of the previous books to pick up Haunted Sanctuary...

...but hey.  Any excuse to give away books is good for us!

THE BLOG TOUR

Thanks to the generosity of Samhain Publishing--and with the assistance of many awesome bloggers--we get to spend the next twenty days giving away 80 ebooks!  Those of you who haven't read the Red Rock Pass books will have twenty different chances to win the entire set in the ebook format of your choice.

In honor of that, we're going to be revisiting some of our favorite scenes from each of the four books...and maybe showing a few sneaky peeks at the next chapter in the Sanctuary Universe!

TODAY'S SNIPPET

Sanctuary Lost: Meet Your Hero
aka Joe Knows You Know He Knows He's Pretty
(and he'll use it against you)

Joe is a man of many layers.  He's charming.  He's hot.  He's the laid-back flirt, the joker to Keith's brooding straight-man, and occasionally a guy who gets excited about the idea of explosives.  Lots of explosives.

But behind his pretty face--and he knows it's pretty--is a serious guy with some pretty intense tactical training and a much better understanding of the people around him than anyone gives him credit for. Sometimes he even underestimates himself.

When he and Brynn meet, he's got plenty of reasons to be wary. She's young, she's been through a lot, and she's thinking about joining his world--a world of werewolves and danger and darkness.  He joined the world and regretted it, and he doesn't want her to make the same mistake.

Doesn't mean he won't still protect her...in his own way.

* * *

The sound of heavy boots on the steps forestalled her answer. Joe had obviously reached his time limit for how long he could go without checking in on her. At least he has more self-restraint than Abby. Though if he comes in that back door shirtless…

He stomped through the door and draped his discarded shirt over the back of a chair. “How’s it going, Dylan?”

“Not bad, Joe.” He was fighting laughter…and losing.

Brynn watched the muscles of Joe’s back flex as he pulled open a cabinet and reached for a glass. A tattoo she hadn’t seen before decorated one arm, something that reminded her vaguely of a military symbol. It only accented the hard muscles of his upper arm, and she imagined her appreciation of said muscles was painfully obvious to both men.

One look at Dylan confirmed it. She rewarded his uplifted eyebrows with a dark scowl and shoved her chair back from the table. “I’m going to go take a nap. I’m beat.”

“Want me to wake you when it’s time to eat?” Joe asked as he tugged open the refrigerator door.

Not unless you’ve put some goddamned clothes on first. She fought another wave of purely inappropriate desire and fought not to grind her teeth in frustration. “Sure. Thanks, Joe.”

Dylan cleared his throat. “I’ve got a thing, so I’m going to go. See you, Joe.”

“Later, Gennaro.”

Brynn watched Dylan flee with another spike of annoyance that overcame her embarrassment. When the door clicked shut behind him, she spun and glared at Joe. “Are you doing this on purpose?”

He pulled a head of lettuce from the crisper. “Doing what?”

Either he was amazingly oblivious, or he was used to women getting hot and bothered every time he walked into a room. If he’s walking in sweaty and shirtless, I suppose that’s a distinct possibility. Brynn forced herself to take a breath, then let it out in a rush. “Just…Jesus Christ, Joe. I’m not sure how many more stops my emotional rollercoaster can take, so put your clothes back on, would you?”

He reached for his shirt. “Didn’t mean to offend.”

The refusal to acknowledge her none-too-subtle arousal forced her temper higher. “Do I look offended?”

“You look like you can’t decide whether to kiss me or kill me.” His grin was lazy, almost challenging. “Don’t worry. I have that effect on women a lot.”

Pegging him in the head with something heavy might have seemed mighty appealing, but Brynn settled for a cutting glare and a judicious retreat.

It wasn’t until she was in the bedroom with the door shut safely behind her that she realized Joe had neatly maneuvered her back to solid ground, to a place where there were emotions other than fear and helplessness. Maybe not useful emotions…

But it’s something.

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THE CONTEST

Leave a comment to if you'd like to be entered to win a set of the Red Rock Pass ebooks!  And keep an eye open for the new book, Haunted Sanctuary, on sale January 22nd from Samhain Publishing and available to pre-order at Samhain, Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Amazon UK, Amazon DE, iTunes & Books on Board!