Friday, June 7, 2013

Spotlight + Giveaway ~ Blood Rush (Demimonde, #2) by Ash Krafton

Sophie doesn't believe in happily ever after. These days, she'd settle for alive after sunrise.

Advice columnist and newly-appointed oracle to the demivampire, Sophie Galen has more issues than a Cosmo collection: a new mentor with a mean streak, a werewolf stalker she can't shake, and a relationship with her ex's family that redefines the term complicated. And then there's her ex himself, who is more interested in playing leader of the vampire pack than in his own salvation.

Becoming a better oracle is tough enough, but when Sophie encounters a deadly enemy - one she never dreamed of facing - it will take everything she's ever learned in order to survive.


Turning around, I noticed a dusty paper on the bar and picked it up. It bore my handwriting, a note penned on the back of an office memo regarding the Citywide Expo I had attended last year. 

I'd spent a long time trying to forget that event. The whole thing was supposed to be a lousy waste of a weekend spent dealing with work. Over the weeks leading up to it, I'd built up a healthy supply of dread and disgust and resentment for the office manager, Donna, who’d hosed me into doing it. The expo was a PR event and I'm just not a PR person. 

Little did I know that stupid expo was the beginning of The Crap That Almost Killed Me. I got ambushed by vamps in the parking garage, part of a set-up by that jealous vamp slut Donna. They actually shackled me to a wall. Really. Shackles. In Balaton. It's not like they sell them at Pier 1 Imports. 

Closing my eyes, I took a steadying breath. I'd worked desperately to create this sardonic bubble of disdain for the whole thing in order to forget it but once I start thinking about it, I can't stop. I balled my fists, clenched my teeth, willed myself to stop, just stop. Don't go there

But this memory was a landslide. Once I slipped, it was all downhill, swept along with everything I'd felt or known or wished. I remembered Donna, getting her just but cruel desserts. I remembered the Master, the beauty, the voice, the touch inside my head. I remembered Jared, my best friend, my last sight of him a lifeless pile on the floor. 

Don't. Please. 

I remembered Marek, reduced to a seething predator. His eyes a violent emerald fire, his teeth fully bared, his DV power a roil of hate and desire and destruction. When the Master unleashed Marek, he grabbed me. There was nothing of my lover in him. He was cold, alien. He ripped my throat and devoured me. I should have died. 

Why didn't I die? I did, I did. Just not all the way.

About The Author

Ash Krafton writes from the heart…of the Pennsylvania coal region, that is.

She is the author of the Books of the Demimonde (Pink Narcissus Press).

BLEEDING HEARTS (Demimonde #1) is a six-time RWA finalist and was voted "Reviewer Top Pick" by Ash continues the story of Sophie and her Demivampires in her latest release BLOOD RUSH (Demimonde #2). She's hard at work (when she isn't watching Doctor Who) writing the third book, WOLF'S BANE.

Ash Krafton's poetry and short fiction has appeared in several journals, including Niteblade, Bete Noire, Abandoned Towers, and Silver Blade. She's a member of Pennwriters, RWA, and Maryland Writers Association. She lurks near her blog and contributes to the QueryTracker blog.

Ash lives with her family and their German Shepherd dog deep in the Pennsylvania wilds, awaiting the day the TARDIS appears in the driveway (the dog most likely keeps the Doctor away. What a beast.)

Until then, she writes.

Find Ash at: | The Demimonde blog | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads |

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1 comment:

  1. I really want these books; I've been reading the reviews, as well as just reading the summaries. They sound absolutely fascinating. Thanks for the great giveaways.