I owe my lovely hostess a huge
thank you for having me over today. My paranormal romantic comedy, Flirting with Fire, was just released by
Decadent Publishing. It features a clueless fire mage, his fed-up cat familiar,
and Madame Eve’s renowned one-night stand service. On All Hallows’ Eve, this witch
and warlock iron out the kinks of an outdated employment contract in a
spectacularly fiery fashion (and once you read the blurb, my very odd
description will make a lot more sense).
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Flirting with Fire (A Witch’s Night Out, 1)
On All Hallows’ Eve, she gets
one night of freedom. Deciding some no-strings-attached sex might take the edge
off the intense attraction she feels for her clueless boss, she signs up for
Madame Eve’s service. When she meets her masked mystery date at the Castillo
Capital, she realizes she might have gotten much more than she bargained for.
After being gifted a one-night
stand from his annoying best friend, attorney Leo Difuoco reluctantly ventures
to the Castillo Capital to celebrate Halloween. When he meets his oddly
familiar green-eyed date in a Cat Woman costume, flames literally ignite,
sparks magically fly, and life as he knows it changes forever.
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy, Interracial/Multicultural
Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an
addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink.
Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha
males into exotic contemporary locales, paranormal worlds, and post-apocalyptic
futures. Armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, her characters are
guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever
after.
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Gomez’s manners thus far had
been impeccable, but Leo could draw a straight line from the man’s eyeballs to
Catwoman’s chest. To be fair, those were some gorgeous breasts—either that or
the woman wore a killer push-up bra. High, pert, and full, they combined with
lush wide hips to form a perfect hourglass shape. In those heels, her legs
seemed to go on for miles.
Distracted by the lithe yet
voluptuous body, it took him a moment before he could focus on her face. She
had straight, silky black hair, cut at the chin to form a short bob. Her dark
leather mask started halfway down her forehead and ended under her cheekbone,
lending her heart-shaped face a mysterious and sexy air. Plum red lipstick
accentuated a pair of pouting lips, which were perfectly situated between a
small button nose and sharp pointed chin.
He had to agree with Jack.
Catwoman was smoking.
The maître d’ led her into the
lounge’s interior. As she walked closer, her spicy perfume blended with the
scent of fresh tobacco, the intoxicating combination interfering with his
ability to focus. Spotting him, she stopped in her tracks.
Her emerald-green eyes went
wide. Then she swept him from head to toe with her gaze. The direct scrutiny
triggered a sudden tightness in his pants. An electric sizzle spread over his
skin and made his fingertips tingle.
A collective gasp distracted him
from the odd physiological reaction. Thecandle on his table now blazed blue
instead of orange, the flame growing to twice its original size. He snuck a
peek at the other tables, all of which seemed to be experiencing the same fiery
effect.
The lounge must have invested in
some fancy pyrotechnic candles in honor of Halloween.
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Thanks for having me over, Krista :)
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