Today I have the pleasure of welcoming self-published author Connie Suttle to the blog! Connie’s been cranking out books in her Blood Destiny series faster than I can keep track. The latest, Blood Queen, just came out on December 15th.
Connie is the author of the Blood Destiny Series, as well as the forthcoming High Demon Series.
A Young Adult series is also in the works.
Connie earned an MFA from the University of Oklahoma and has taught courses at the college level. Reading (and writing) have been a constant throughout her life.
Connie lives in Oklahoma with her patient, long-suffering husband and three cats. The cats, of course, are not so long-suffering and are certainly not patient.
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If you’ve read Blood Queen already, then you know from a brief explanation that Pheligar the Larentii muted his M’Fiyah with Kiarra for thousands of years. When he finally decided to tell her, a few fireworks went off. Kiarra’s confrontation with Pheligar happened in her kitchen, early one Christmas morning. What started as an argument ended up being a lesson on how Larentii prefer to have sex:
“Just when did you plan to tell me?” Kiarra bristled with anger and energy. Pheligar backed up a step and cleared his throat uncomfortably. Light was forming about Kiarra, and that was always dangerous.
“Kiarra,” Pheligar held out a hand, attempting to calm her. It didn’t work.
“What, O mate?” Kiarra hissed. “We have a M’Fiyah? How did that happen? Would you care to tell me?”
“Kiarra, please calm yourself. The house is shaking and may explode if you do not mute your power,” Pheligar warned. He’d backed up as far as he could without removing the kitchen island and a few large appliances.
“Why didn’t you have the balls to tell me,” Kiarra snapped, her platinum hair crackling with power and clouding about her face.
“I may have made a mistake,” Pheligar muttered sheepishly.
“Yeah? You sure did. Well, dear, since you showed up on Christmas morning in time for breakfast, can I fix anything for you?” Kiarra’s voice was falsely sweet. “Oh, wait, you don’t eat like I do. You consume energy. Well, sweetie, I’ve got your breakfast right here.” Kiarra’s energy coalesced into a small sphere, which she shoved toward Pheligar. She was completely unprepared for what happened next.
Pheligar was suddenly connected with her, and their energy drew together before bursting apart like a supernova. The force of it was so fiercely pleasurable, it shook the house and Kiarra lost consciousness.
Kiarra woke ten minutes later, in complete confusion. The kitchen island was nothing but rubble and the refrigerator was on its side and halfway through the door. A few cabinets had fallen and the rest were a whisper away from crashing down. Kiarra found herself on the floor, gripped tightly in Pheligar’s arms while he attempted to regulate his breathing.
“Kiarra,” he gasped, “Don’t do that again. At least not like this. I require foreplay before engaging in sex.”
“What?” Kiarra jerked in his arms. “What sex?” She stared up at the blue-skinned Larentii, who was smoothing her hair with gentle fingers. The strands were wild, as if she’d been in an electrical storm. The contact with Pheligar hadn’t started that way, but she’d certainly gotten pleasure from it. A great deal of pleasure, actually. “Oh, crap. We just had sex, didn’t we?”
“Lara’Kayan, this is how Larentii prefer to have sex. But what we had you might call a quickie.” Pheligar grinned.
Things ultimately smooth out between Kiarra and Pheligar. Larentii can engage in traditional sex, but they prefer making love with power. And it gives an entirely new dimension to the term mind-blowing sex.
Connie is generously giving away eCopies of all 6 books in her Blood Destiny series to one lucky winner! International, books are available in Kindle format only. Please read my Giveaway Policy before entering.
“I agree to pay Sergio Velenci one million pounds if the female takes less than nine days to fully turn.”
Lissa’s life as a vampire begins on the day her husband is removed from life support. Turned by rogues who wager her life, Lissa is running from her maker who is determined to kill her, hunted by the Council who has branded her a rogue and blackmailed by werewolves, who utilize her newly-developed talents for their own gain.
“The sight of three naked, bloody men wandering into the clearing with moonlight clouding their eyes would probably send anyone else running for their life. I just sighed and watched them walk toward me.”
As the first female vampire successfully turned in 700 years, Lissa finds herself in demand by the Vampire Aristocracy. Forced into an unexpected engagement as a result, Lissa feels trapped and stifled as she continues training with her surrogate sire. When a request comes from the Grand Master of the werewolves, Weldon Harper, Lissa leaps at the opportunity to work as his bodyguard once more.
Wlodek, Head of the Vampire Council, in an effort to solidify vampire/werewolf relations, allows Lissa to provide protection for the Grand Master during his yearly travels across the U.S. The only vampire ever named Pack, Lissa is permitted to work with the Grand Master without supervision from others of her kind.
Things become complicated and then downright deadly as old enemies reemerge. Intent on exacting revenge for a failed coup against the Grand Master, rogue werewolves join with new and perilous allies. Now, Lissa must find a way not only to keep the werewolf race alive, but the vampires as well.
Saxom is dead. The vampires know this. Anthony Hancock, Director of the Joint NSA/Homeland Security Department knows it as well. Tony and the vampires are now on the hunt for Saxom’s brood, all of whom are determined to avenge their sire’s death. Neither Tony nor the vampires are aware of the other’s efforts to search out these rogues, who may number in the hundreds at the very least. Tony holds information the vampires don’t–he knows that Xenides, Saxom’s eldest vampire child, has allied with terrorists (both foreign and domestic). Tony also neglects to provide vital infromation to Wlodek when he requests Lissa’s help.
While struggling to recover from a near-fatal bout with the sun, Lissa fails to understand why Wlodek willingly sends her away on assignment so quickly. With very little information provided to her, Lissa is forced to face an enemy more deadly than anyone can imagine and unravel a plot that could kill millions.
“To whom are you taking her?” Merrill asked, uncharacteristically curious.
“Dragon,” Griffin grinned. I stared at Griffin, my mouth surely open in surprise. Dragon? There was somebody named Dragon? That didn’t sound promising. Who named their kid Dragon?
Xenides has witnessed Lissa’s talents first-hand and now he is desperate to find her. After all, under his compulsion, Lissa can topple governments and bring any race to its knees.
Wlodek understands Xenides’ motives all too well. As a result, he looks to hide Lissa in perhaps the most unusual place of all….
“Rene’, what will you do if I kick his ass?” I jerked my head toward Tony.
“Nothing, as long as you do not inflict permanent harm,” Rene’ smiled slightly. I got up to go after Tony, but Wlodek hauled me back.
“We will not allow a brawl between our two youngest,” he declared and settled me back in my seat. “Now, Anthony, where may we find your father and does he have other children?”
Xenides is searching for Lissa and out for blood. Nothing less than total destruction is his ultimate objective, beginning with the Vampire Council. After all, much of his elite fighting force was destroyed by Wlodek and his allies on a single night.
Now, Xenides must regroup and looks to command the dregs of vampire rogues and human criminals to accomplish his goals.
“Thousands of Copper Ra’Ak fought throughout Veshtul, killing many as they lashed out, or crushing others as they crawled along. Screaming Comesuli ran before them, desperate to escape the deadly creatures. In the distance, Dragon’s roar sounded as he fought off one of the monsters. Three other Dragons fought beside him; I saw them as they charged their prey—a Black Dragon, a Silver Dragon and a Gold Dragon. Others were fighting Ra’Ak as well; a Black Gryphon fought alongside a huge Snow Leopard. Giant birds swept the sky, screaming in anger as Ra’Ak leapt at them, attempting to sink rows of deadly teeth into feathered flesh.”
Lissa has been transported 300 years into the future, to save the High Demon world and the Saa Thalarr. But what she doesn’t understand is that they aren’t the only things she is meant to protect. The balance—and survival of all worlds rests in her hands.
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