An amazing story! Definitely a keeper.
A must read. A good page turner.
A enjoyable read. An average book.
A book that has flaws and is hard to finish.
Terrible and couldn't finish it.
I'm
thrilled to celebrate the release of my first book, Remember Him, the first in
the Amsel Clan series. I hope you enjoy it! Be sure to enter the giveaway for a
US$20 gift card to Amazon. See the bottom of this post for ways to enter. Thanks
for reading!
--Kazy
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to check out my REMEMBER HIM page for more info on the blog tour. [URL is:
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Will the bond of
blood outweigh the passions of the heart?
BLURB
While sketching the
Temple of Dendur, graduate student Carter Denwright meets—and is seduced by—a
powerful vampire by the name of Alder. Once kept secret from the human world,
now everyone knows of their existence. Blinded by mistaken feelings for Alder,
Carter allows himself to be drawn into his life. Too late, he realizes two
things: one, Alder is vicious and cruel, and two, Carter’s true love is Alder’s
brother, Freyr.
The attraction
between Carter and Freyr is strong, but they must fight this feeling or face
the wrath of Alder. Despite their best efforts, Alder discovers the truth, and
punishes Carter, hiding him from Freyr in a cruel game of cat and mouse.
Freyr is not as
strong as his brother, but he vows that he will find Carter again and will stop
at nothing to get him back. Carter, caught in Alder’s cruel grip, commits an
act of desperation which will change all their lives forever. The question is:
can Freyr find Carter and is the bond between him and Carter enough to break
Alder’s hold and spoil his plans to ruin them both?
EXCERPT
Freyr
practically dragged me upstairs. I turned to go toward our room, but he went in
the opposite direction.
"Oof!"
I grunted when he yanked my arm. "Where are we going?"
"Shh!"
"But
where—"
He
stopped suddenly and I crashed into the back of him. "Carter, what part of
'shh!' do you not comprehend?"
"Bully."
His
jaw tightened and raised an eyebrow. I clasped my hands not-so-innocently
behind my back, tilted my hips out and ran my tongue slowly over my fangs.
Freyr's breathing came faster and he moved toward me, but then he remembered
his original purpose and continued down the hall. Halfway down the east wing,
he reached behind a huge Grecian amphora and pressed a button on the wall
behind it. A piece of the wood-paneled wall slid open to reveal a modern
keypad.
The
code was twelve digits long. After he entered them, I heard a muted click. An
entire section of the wall opened into a two foot wide, five foot high door.
The light down the hall barely penetrated the first few feet inside.
I
opened my mouth to say something, but Freyr anticipated me. Without even
looking, he slapped his hand over my mouth. We climbed in and he shut the door.
The darkness was so complete that it pushed painfully on my chest. I had always
hated the dark, especially since Alder kept me locked up so frequently. But
this wasn't Alder. This was my mate, who loved me, so I got my breathing under
control.
Freyr
ruffled my hair. "Now we can talk, brat. Just don't move."
Like
an idiot, I stepped backward and said, "I really don't like the
d-daaark!" as the floor fell out from under me. I tumbled down a stone
spiral staircase, banging my head with every flip, until I finally got my
bearings and grabbed a step with my hands.
"Son
of a bitch!" I cried. "I think I'm bleeding."
"Yummy,"
purred Freyr from above.
"Not
a time to be cute, asshole."
"Sorry.
Can you see anything?"
"Besides
my life flashing before my eyes? It's pitch-fucking-black down here!"
"Stop
yelling and use your eyes."
"Oh,
right," I shot back. "Let's see. Yup. There are two mangled legs
and—uh oh. I only have one arm now. Is the other one up there?"
"I'm
going to wallop you if you don't cut it out."
"Hah!
You'll have to find me first." Instantly, he was directly in front of me
and I jumped back in surprise. I looked at where I thought his face must be and
saw his eyes blazing orange. I gasped at his appearance. "Dude, your eyes
are glowing."
"Dude,
so are yours. Now focus."
I
blinked a few times and tried to focus on him, and his features slowly became
clear, as though a dimmed light bulb was growing brighter. "Cool!" I
exclaimed. "I have night vision."
"You're so
easily amused. Now, come on."
BUY THE BOOK
Available
Aug 1st from Extasy Books
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Available
Aug 8th on Amazon
Available Aug 29th
on other ebook retailers
ABOUT KAZY REED
Kazy Reed grew up on a small
island off the Maine Coast. At the age of sixteen, she announced to her parents
that she was going to move to Denmark as an exchange student. That trip changed
her life, and sparked her love of travel, languages, and history.
After graduating
from college in Massachusetts with a degree in Art History, she moved back to
Maine, where she began to write short stories. When she was introduced to gay
erotic fiction, the seed was planted and she never looked back.
Kazy still lives in
Southern Maine, with her very understanding husband and two ridiculously precocious
children. In addition to her published work, she is the author of a weekly
flash-fiction series on her blog.
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