Friday, August 19, 2011

Blog Tour - The Vampire's Curse by S.J. Wright


Welcome to my stop at The Vampire's Curse Blog tour! My stop includes the book excerpt from The Vampire's Curse and also an author bio. I have read The Vampire's Curse and you can find my review here.

Ladies and gentlemen, please give warm welcome to S.J. Wright and to her book The Vampire's Curse!

Author Bio:

Born in Indianapolis, Indiana, at a time when children were still not required to use seatbelts in a vehicle, S.J. Wright grew up as the sixth of seven sisters. She moved around a lot as a child, spent a good deal of her time reading books about horses, roller-skating (in an attempt to find Xanadu), and daydreaming about becoming a novelist.


She now lives in Little Elm, Texas with her husband, two sons, and one Jack Russell terrier that follows her around the house like a shadow. She is the prime caregiver to her youngest son, who has spina bifida. She loves horses (and swears one day she’ll actually get the guts to ride one again).


In February of 2011, she released her first paranormal suspense/romance novel called The Vampire’s Warden. She plans to release a total of four books for the series. S.J. (Stephanie) also loves hearing from her readers! Be sure to check out her website at http://www.sjwrightbooks.com/.

 
Summary of The Vampire's Curse:
 
 
Still reeling from having witnessed the vampire battle on her property that left her friend Alex a vampire himself, Sarah Wood is surprised yet again. This time, it's by a familiar face from the past.



Sarah's guilt pushes her into doing something unbelievable. Sarah's ex-boyfriend, Trevor, causes some trouble that will have lasting effects. Michael finds himself in the unusual position of saving a life instead of taking one.

Katie, the sister that Sarah wants to be protected at all costs, is in a new kind of danger.


Don't miss this new, longer look into the world of the Vampire's Warden, Sarah, as she confronts old enemies, new friends and new lovers.


Book Excerpt:

THE VAMPIRE’S CURSE

By S.J. Wright

I closed my eyes. A world of looming gray shadows was calling me, urging me to let go—to come into the darkness. I felt the presence of many lost souls, moaning in confusion and loss. I did not want to go there. There had to be another place. Somewhere bright and warm with laughter. Maybe my father would be there.

Later, Michael’s voice moved over me. It was a guide, a compass pointing the way to somewhere I felt I belonged, “You’ve lost a lot of blood, but I’ve sealed the wounds. I am here. I won’t let it happen again.”

Everything was still gray around me, but there was warmth blooming from somewhere inside. Gentle hands holding me, Michael’s deep calming voice urging me onward.

“Come back, love. You’re all right now. Come back.”

Nelly’s voice interjected quietly, “Alex won’t wait much longer.”

The gentle voice beside me morphed into the snarl of a dangerous animal, “If he doesn’t do as he’s told, I’m bringing Isaiah into this. Alex may be stronger than I am, but let him try to attack the oldest vampire on earth. Then we’ll see exactly how much his power is worth.”

Who was Isaiah? My eyelids still felt heavy, but I forced them open. There was daylight coming through the windows. It was not sunny outside. There were masses of high gray clouds filtering the sun. Turning my head, I looked wonderingly upon the face of my prisoner.

He looked exhausted. There was a gray cast to his skin that I had never seen before. He must have felt me move, because he turned his gaze on me expectantly, the blue eyes coming alive with hope. Then he slid his thick arms under my back and pressed me gently against him, gathering me in an embrace.

“Never again.” I felt the rumble of his voice through his chest, “I nearly lost you.”

“What are you thinking, Michael?” Nelly asked, suspicion peppering her tone.

He did not answer her. Drawing back from me a little, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine. His skin was a little cool but firm. Then something strange began to happen.

In my head, I felt a pull. As if there was some force inside me reaching out for Michael and making everything it could from the contact. It was a whirling golden rope, tossed out to find its mate. In the place where our foreheads were touching, I felt a slow heat begin to burn. It was not uncomfortable at all. It was rather soothing.

Then he spoke to me. Without words.

Are you feeling this?

I wanted to move away.

Don’t. Try to talk to me.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to concentrate on the vibrations he was sending through me. However, the dream I had about him that morning kept replaying itself in my head. That was the last thing I wanted him to see. Jerking back from him, I struggled to push his arms away.

“Let me go, Michael.” He moved back, and I drew the patchwork quilt closer around me. As if that aged cotton could hold back a creature of immense power. I looked over at Nelly, who kept watching Michael suspiciously.

“How are you here? It’s daytime.” I demanded.

A half smirk emerged on his face, and he waved a hand, “I’m a magician of the highest order. I never reveal my secrets.”

Nelly snorted. Ignoring them both, I lifted up the covers and stared down at my thigh where Alex had bitten me. There was no indication that I had suffered any injury at all. Stunned, I looked back over at Michael.

“You fixed this?” I squeaked, “How?”

“Vampire venom,” Nelly answered, handing me a cup of tea on a saucer, “It’s pretty amazing stuff.”

I gratefully accepted the tea, “Thanks, Nelly.”

Michael patted my leg and stood as if preparing to leave. He staggered for a moment, grabbing the back of the chair he had been sitting in. I saw him close his eyes and press his long fingers against his temple.

“Sit back down,” I said, “You can’t go outside like that. Nelly, did Victoria get back with the blood yet?”

“No. She called a while ago and said she got held up.”

“Damn it. We have to help him somehow.” I cursed my weakened state, and eyed Michael warily as he lowered himself back into the armchair by my bed. Thinking quickly, I turned to Nelly, “Would you mind getting my cell phone? I think it’s in the truck. Or maybe the barn.”

Her head tilted slightly as she looked at me and then back at Michael. She gathered up some sheets from the floor by my closet, and I clearly saw that they were soaked with blood. It made my head spin, thinking about how close I had come to death.

When I heard Nelly descend the stairs, I reached out and grasped one of Michael’s cold hands, “You need blood. If I could give you some of mine, I would.”

He shook his head, “No. I could not do that.”

“Then I give you permission to leave the containment field.”

 
 
Other important information:
 
Want some more? I definitely wanted! :) You can find and purchase The Vampire's Curse in following places:
 
The next stop of The Vampire's Curse's Blog Tour takes place at Aug 20 – The Musings of M.d Christie http://mdcwrites.blogspot.com/ 
 
Last, but not least, S.J. Wright has the final stop on her blog and she gives away a Gift Certificate of 100 $!! So make sure that you visit all the blogs participating and participate in the giveaway, too!
 
 
Have fun and happy reading, everybody!

12 comments:

  1. I enjoyed the excerpt thank you.

    marypres(AT)gmail(DOT)com

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  2. Lmbrunken and marybelle, thanks for coming by!

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  3. Look's really good,Thank you for sharing with us:)

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  4. I'm always looking for new pnr to read and this looks great! Adding to my must read list!

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  5. This sounds great can't wait to read more great blog tour!
    tishajean@ charter.net

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  6. Thank you for the excerpt. Vampire venom definitely comes in handy for healing wounds :)
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  7. The book excerpt is great!!!

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  8. This sounds greay! I'd love to read it!

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  9. I'm hooked!

    Vivien
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  10. Revenge heals all wounds some scientists say human beings are genetically wired for it. Dont feel guilty about the pain you are about to bestow on the one who hurt you, they deserve it. Take your time, contemplate the punishment to fit the crime and plot your moves. You will be healed of the silent fury that runs through your veins. Your sleepless nights and mental scars will fade.
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