Introducing…Tina Donahue

Hi everyone,jane

Well Thursday is about over and I have missed the boat with my blog post.  Life sure does get in the way sometimes. 

 

I’d like to take the time today and introduce you to author Tina Donahue.  Previously the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company, today, Tina writes contemporary, erotic, paranormal and historical romances.   I met Tina as a Samhain author.  She also writes for Ellora’s Cave and Kensington and runs the Sweet ‘n Sexy Divas blogspot.  Check it out here.  

 

Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites praise her work and her list of awards is a whos who in the writing world.  A finalist in the in the 2011 EPIC competition.  Winner of the Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books.  Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012), second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years) and she’s also featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market.

 

 Today Tina is giving us a peek at her novel

SHAMELESS DESIRE

 Passion without limit. Carnal hunger that knows no bounds.

 Outlawed Realm, Book 3

 Within Earth’s five dimensions, nothing is as it seems…and desire is never far away.

 In E4’s jungle, Kuma was the Alpha werewolf, bent on revenge against the hated guards. Swept with them into the E1 dimension, now he prowls Seattle at night, stopping the thugs from abducting women for use as sex slaves in E4’s Pleasure Palace.

 On her way home from her nursing job, Gwen senses danger in the night’s shadows—an instant before a stranger attacks. Clinging to consciousness, she watches the impossible, a wolf fighting him off…protecting her. She wakes in her own bed, convinced it must have been a dream until she sees Kuma in human form. Virile, intense. A man like no other.

 Within his powerful embrace, Gwen experiences rapture she didn’t believe existed. His unrestrained lust and burning need end her loneliness, though not the menace they face. The guards are a constant threat in their hunt for women and their determination to see Kuma dead. Together, he and Gwen must fight—for his life, her freedom, their future.

 Warning: Out-of-this-world sex and a romance to die for. Features a hunk whose inner beast won’t be tamed, and the woman who craves his most shameless desire.

Buy Link: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/shameless-desire-p-7360.html

EXCERPTShamelessDesire-R

Shameless Desire

 A stream of male and female workers to his left exited the tall beige building, stalling his thoughts. He fought the urge to fall back into the shadows of the hospital, uncertain as to what went on within. The structure was nothing like the Pleasure Palace in the realm from which he’d come. The Palace’s contours were massive and black with no openings at all, the activities inside hidden from those in the jungle. Icy white light poured from this building’s many windows, too high for him to peer inside.

The woman’s scent grew stronger.

He looked beyond the males and females who moved past. At that moment, the crowd thinned out, revealing a woman who’d lagged behind the others. Her.

The breeze seemed to pause. He no longer felt the rain sprinkling his face. Indescribable sensations pumped through him, a mixture of wonder and caution. He shouldn’t stare, knowing it would bring attention to himself, yet he couldn’t resist.

A tall female, she wore jeans as he did and what he’d learned was a hoodie on this side, the navy fabric pulled up over her head, protecting her hair from the thin autumn shower, hiding those tresses from him. The few wisps that escaped were short and dark. She’d stopped in a wedge of light from the building, the harsh illumination revealing her exotic features, lush lips, coppery skin. Her fragrance wafted toward him again, the woodsy scent intoxicating, complementing her pale blue eyes, the color sheer, ethereal.

Beads of water collected on her long, dark lashes.

She shoved her hands into her hoodie’s pockets, advanced a few steps, then stopped, noticing him.

Rain pattered against the concrete, matching the brisk thumping of his pulse. Music poured from inside a car, the steady throb of its bass intensifying the moment. Wind whipped past. Tires swished over asphalt.

Ignoring the incessant noise, she studied him with what appeared to be female interest and curiosity. His legs weakened at the thought that she might come to him. He imagined her drawing closer.

She remained where she was, color rising to her cheeks, darkening them. Why? Because she feared him…or wanted him?

Heat radiated from his chest to his belly and groin, stiffening his cock. Unused to clothing, he wanted to tear away his jeans, tee and suede jacket. At the very least, he ached to approach her. Intuition warned him to remain where he was…for the moment. When she left, he’d follow. He had no choice, sensing what awaited her on the shadowed streets. Within the last half hour, the smell of a guard—one of the most hated predators in his realm—had grown more obvious, leading him to this part of the city. If the night air had been calm, he might have located the man’s hiding place with little effort. As it was, the wind kept changing direction, snatching the odor away.

To put her at ease and keep her from leaving the safety of this place, he smiled.

Her lips parted. A bead of rain slipped over the bottom one to her chin. He imagined licking it off, kissing her throat, taking her into his arms and doing so much more.

His desire didn’t go unnoticed. She seemed uncertain whether to return his smile or to flee.

Stay here until the threat’s gone. The guard will move on to a new location. He’ll stalk another woman.

Her indecision broke. She crossed the parking lot, her strides long and purposeful.

On instinct, he advanced a step, then stopped himself from tailing her. He couldn’t now, not after they’d exchanged such a prolonged glance. For him to follow too close behind would make her run, perhaps scream, bringing unwanted notice. His only option was to wait and allow things to play out as they had since he’d come to this realm, hunting—killing—protecting those he could in the hours before dawn.

 

 

You can find Tina at:

Email: tina@tinadonahue.com

Website: http://www.tinadonahue.com/

Twitter: http://twitter.com/tinadonahue

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/tina.donahue.75

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/authortina/my-books/

Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/author/tinadonahue

My page at TRR: http://erotic.theromancereviews.com/mypageprofile.php?location=tinadonahue

 

 

Happy reading everyone

Jane Beckenham

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2 comments


  • Thanks for hosting me today, Jane 🙂

    April 19, 2013
  • Tracey Livesay

    Great post, Jane and a wonderful excerpt from Tina. Thanks, ladies! 🙂

    April 19, 2013

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