Lust
After Death (Love-Bots, Book 1)
by
Daisy Harris
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BLURB:
In
the Pacific Northwest, where life hurries to keep pace with
technology, a re-animated bride named Josie struggles to escape her
creator and to find her identity in the half-erased circuitry of her
mind and body.
Assassin
Bane Connor just wants to get the girl to the Zombie Underground and
receive his payoff-a mental reset that will erase his memories as
well as his guilt. But an attack by a rival faction derails his
rescue, and the wide-eyed female whose circuitry requires a husband
tears at his hardened heart and ignites desire like he's never known.
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Read an excerpt:
Buy links: Amazon \ Barnes & Noble \ Ellora's CaveDrizzling rain filled the air as Josie clamored up the trail after Bane. Her feet swam in the rain boots he’d given her and she considered that he hadn’t really thought through this plan very well in not bringing her clothes from Adam’s house.
The path curved up a hill, through tall trees whose branches overlapped and wide-spanning trunks that dropped leaves the size of her head.
He hitched his backpack higher on his shoulders and cinched the waistband tighter on his hips. The move drew her attention to the way the smooth and stretchy material of his trousers hung from his behind. Her fingers tingled to reach out and pinch the bunched muscles of his buttocks.
That brief glimpse of his thoughts echoed in her mind. Clearly he hadn’t meant to do her harm and now that the shock faded, she observed it from a different angle. Josie wondered at the snippet, curious about where it might have led.
She ran her hands through the brush that rose around her. Each branch was filled with droplets. Spikes pricked on some plants, others felt smooth. One felt soft and downy at first, then stung her curious fingers and Josie pulled her hand to her chest. Her legs ached as they summited the hilltop.
Bane led her a small ways down the other side and he pointed to a small clearing. “It won’t be the softest night’s sleep. But I’m so dead on my feet I won’t care.”
Josie cocked her head to the side and noticed the way his body slumped forward and his feet dragged. “This’ll be fine.”
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Birkenstock-wearing
glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris
still isn't sure if she writes erotica. Her romances start out
innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete
sluts. Much to Miss Harris's dismay the sex tends to get completely
out of hand.
She
writes about fantastical creatures and about young men getting their
freak on, and she's never missed an episode of The Walking Dead.
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/thedaisyharris
Website:
www.thedaisyharris.com
Daisy
will be awarding a $20 gift certificate to Amazon or Barnes & Noble and a
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Thanks for having me on the blog today, Andi!
ReplyDeleteI'm going to grab this freebie. The excerpt is very provocative, Daisy! I have not watched even one episode of The Walking Dead...hope that doesn't disqualify me :)
ReplyDeleteVery nice excerpt.
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