New
Year’s Eve is a night filled with bright colorful lights, rambunctious outings,
and a good amount of mischief. It also marks the passage of time, bringing to
mind our hopes for the future, the exhilaration that comes with change, and
fond memories of days past. Part of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand line, my
paranormal romantic comedy Fireworks at
Midnight features a struggling college graduate who is just coming to terms
with the thrills and perils of newfound independence. When her best friend’s older
brother rolls back into town, this intrepid young witch is faced with help she
doesn’t want, protection she doesn’t need, and the reality that this warlock
cop no longer thinks of her as a “troublesome little sister.”
Add
a pinch of magic, supernatural mayhem, and Madame Eve’s renowned matchmaking
service, and we’ve got the beginnings of a stormy love story. Those who’ve read
my Christmas release Frosty Relations will
already know Dulcina “Sweets” Gato, this tale’s smartass heroine. In keeping
with the holiday spirit I’m giving away a $15 gift card. To enter, leave a
comment here and drop your details in the Rafflecopter widget at the bottom of
this post. [or at my website: TaraQuan.com/FireworksAtMidnight]
Fireworks at Midnight (A Witch’s Night
Out, 3)
Recent
college graduate and part-time cat familiar Dulcina “Sweets” Gato is having the
worst New Year’s Eve in living memory. End of year expenses trigger serious
cash flow problems, and her microwave just went up in smoke. To make matters
worse, her best friend’s overprotective big brother is back in town, and his
return threatens to put a huge crimper on her nocturnal activities. The only
thing she can look forward to is Madame Eve’s 1-Night Stand service. After all,
she’s sick and tired of being a 21-year-old virgin.
Enforcement
Agent Mikal Knight is a warlock on a mission. Having finally scored a transfer
to Washington, D.C., he’s now at liberty to pursue the object of his
desires—his baby sister’s best friend. But first, he has a vigilante to track
down and a mysterious matchmaking service to investigate. Sent on an undercover
operation, he resigns himself to a pointless 1-Night Stand on New Year’s Eve.
As luck would have it, his mystery date’s identity might let him kill several
birds with one stone.
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy, Interracial/Multicultural
Excerpt (R-Rated)
When
had Mikal become the epitome of boring?
She
missed the boy who’d annoyed all their neighbors with his motorcycle, the guy
who got her and Shelley their first fake IDs. Ever since he’d morphed into a responsible
peon, had a security clearance, and drew a steady paycheck, his mere existence
turned her into an unsuccessful loser by comparison.
Playing
with the seatbelt’s metal clasp, Sweets looked up through the sunroof. Light
glinted into her eyes, and, in a hazy precognitive rush, the glass was gone.
The
sky shifted from bright blue to an ebony expanse dotted with white twinkling
stars. The car’s confines should have been cold, but a warm circling breeze
licked her skin. She sat on the same seat, facing the opposite direction. Bare
shoulders occupied her vision; strong hard legs rippled under her ass.
Cinnamon, mint, and sweat filled her lungs, all laced with an undertone of
pine. She kissed a beard-covered jaw, trailed her lips down a corded neck, and
explored a muscled chest the color of chocolate.
Calloused
palms slid up her back. Strong sure fingers unhooked her bra and smoothed the
straps off her shoulders. Coarse facial hair rasped over her nipple before a
hot, wet mouth closed over it and sucked. Her shoulder blades hit the
dashboard. His swirling tongue feasted on her breast. His hand shoved her legs apart.
He
circled her clit with his thumb, pulsing over it until her head rolled back.
She
spotted fireworks through the glass, flashes of red, white, and blue reflecting
off rippling water. Her own voice echoed in her ears—pleas she’d never dreamed
of voicing.
Two
thick fingers filled her, spreading as she spasmed. A scream ripped from her
throat. “Mi—”
The
door opened with the quiet click characteristic of new cars, shattering her
erotic daydream.
About Tara Quan
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. Her characters, armed with magical powers or
conventional weapons, are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as
their own happily ever after. Learn more at www.taraquan.com
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