Today I’m handing the blog over to the lovely Lisa Kessler, author of the brand new paranormal romance from Entangled Publishing, Night Walker! One lucky commenter will win an ecopy of the book, so be sure to see details at the bottom of the post!
Please welcome Lisa to the blog!
Hi everyone –
Thanks for allowing me to stop by during my Night Walker blog tour! One lucky commenter will win a digital copy of the book!
When I saw this beautiful blog with tabs for urban fantasy, paranormal, and horror, I’ll admit my pulse raced a little. Then my gaze wandered over the gorgeous header with the window open to a barren wasteland with ravens in the distance.
Be still my heart.
The two chess pieces, steampunk cogs, and the feather quill in ink weren’t lost on me either. My first impression was that this blog was different, special. We might even have the same kind of reading tastes. (And the zombie tab made me smile too! I have a twitter zombie t-shirt that I love. They’re tweeting with the hashtag #Braaaaaaaiiiiinnnnnssss! LOL)
*ahem* Okay back on topic here…
First impressions are really important, and it’s no different in fiction, right? If you read Charlaine Harris, you probably remember that first meeting when Sookie notices a vampire in the restaurant. She gets herself all worked up before she goes over and introduces herself. And when her immortal man of mystery says his name is Bill, she cracks up. Vampire Bill? Really?
In my novel, Night Walker, my hero and heroine experience very different emotions during their first meeting because Calisto has been alive for over two hundred years, waiting to find his murdered love again. The night their paths finally cross on Dia de los Muertos, he recognizes her instantly, but she has no conscious memory of him.
So while Calisto aches to pull her into his arms, he’s forced to keep his distance…
Kate watched them wander off before kneeling closer to the cross. Unable to stop herself, she traced her finger along the T in the center.
Behind her, someone cleared his throat. Kate jerked her hand away and shot to her feet. When she turned around she found a tall, dark-haired man staring at her.
Her cheeks flushed with heat. She hoped he hadn’t witnessed her touching the relic. She waited for some kind of admonishment, but he didn’t say anything.
Not with words.
Something in his dark eyes captured her. His gaze wandered over her face like a tender caress, and strangely, instead of screaming for Lori and Edie, she caught herself imagining his touch on her skin.
“I hope I did not frighten you,” he said.
His deep voice resonated through the empty courtyard, and the intimate tone weakened her knees. The hint of a Spanish accent didn’t hurt, either. Nervous laughter escaped her before she could contain it.
Her face warmed all over again. “Just a little startled. I didn’t see anyone else out here.”
He stepped closer without encroaching on her personal space, his eyes locked with hers from beneath thick lashes. “Forgive me.”
She swallowed hard and prayed she wasn’t blushing. “No problem.” She looked away before she embarrassed herself even further, focusing on the cross. “It’s beautiful isn’t it?”
“Si.” He nodded slowly. “Yes, it is.” His barely there smile made her think he wasn’t referring to the flowers or the cross. “I am Calisto. Calisto Terana.”
Expectation hung as heavy as the scent of eucalyptus, as if he waited to hear something more than just her name.
“I’m Kate.” Instead of offering to shake his hand, she tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“The honor is mine, Kate… ” His accent colored the vowel in her name. It had never sounded more beautiful. She reminded herself to breathe.
When he hesitated for a moment waiting for her to speak, she realized she hadn’t shared her last name as he had. She flipped through a rapid pro and con mental checklist, and decided it couldn’t hurt. Maybe they would meet again.
“Bradley,” she said.
A sexy smile curved at the corners of his lips. “I hope this will not be our last meeting.”
She glanced around the shadowed courtyard, feeling vulnerable, and almost gave in to her first instinct—to run. But she remembered her promise to herself. Be strong. Take action. She lifted her chin and said, “I guess you never know.”
With a smile that said he had every intention of seeing her again, he tipped his head. “Buenos noches, Kate Bradley.”
Her heart raced and her palms sweated when she realized he meant to leave. No man made her palms sweat. Ever.
His gaze held hers for a moment, full of unspoken promises she didn’t understand. Without another word, he walked away.
Thanks for having me on the blog today!!! I hope that I made a good first impression! LOL
So do you have some first meeting stories to share? What was your first impression of your significant other? I’d love to hear…
1. Giveaway is for one ecopy of Night Walker to one winner.
2. To enter, leave a comment with a way to contact you.
3. For ONE EXTRA ENTRY, follow Lisa’s twitter (@LdyDisney) and let me know you did so!
4. Giveaway is international!
5. Giveaway will end 8/26/11
Thanks so much to Entagled Publishing for sponsoring the tour!
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