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Saturday, July 1, 2023

Excerpt: Healing Portals (The Universe Chronicles Book 5) by Claire Davon + giveaway

At the critical moment of danger, will their talent save them?

Or will they lose it all in a fiery cataclysm that dooms their hearts—and their lives?

Healing Portals (The Universe Chronicles Book 5)
by Claire Davon
Genre: Paranormal Romance
When Katrina Paul is summoned to rescue an agent in the middle of the night, she does so without hesitation. The last thing she expects is her old flame Derek to come tumbling through her hasty portal. She’d left Toronto—and Derek—behind when she’d relocated to Richmond for good reason.

If not for Katrina’s ability, healing talent Derek Forester would have been trapped in a mission gone wrong. He hadn’t expected to see Katrina again, but he had never forgotten the way she made him feel. He’d done the right thing, but seeing her again made him question the wisdom of that choice.

Almost as soon as he arrives, mysterious entities begin plaguing them. Someone is trying to keep them together and engineered his rescue to Richmond. It has the touch of the mysterious new entity Whisper, but why?

Soon they are on the run, keeping one step ahead from energy beings that find them no matter where they go. When a crisis triggers a new, hidden talent between them, it becomes clear that this entire situation has been a setup. Right from the beginning.

As the truth about their power begins to emerge, Katrina realizes that she’s never stopped loving Derek. But when they learn that everything they understood about their past and their present is false, they wonder if anything between them is real.

At the critical moment of danger, will their talent save them? Or will they lose it all in a fiery cataclysm that dooms their hearts—and their lives?


**Find out about the rest of the series here!**

Excerpt
Derek caught Hannah raising her eyebrows, focusing her attention on his jeans pocket. He took out a slip of paper that read “Roberto Bagnoli. Middle management at Night Stars, though he thinks he’s higher than that. Quillan’s fiancée’s uncle. The guy with him is muscle. I’m not sure of his name.”

Nice. Hannah must have tucked that there when she froze time and checked out the new arrivals. He hadn’t even seen her move. Then again, that was the point of a chrono talent. Katrina checked her cell phone and glanced at Hannah.

Roberto stood over their table. The muscle who came in with him whispered something that had the occupant at the next table taking his plate and retreating to the counter. Roberto sat at the next table without waiting for it to be cleared, his attention still on Quillan. The head of Universe picked up his fork and began eating his breakfast burrito without conceding the man’s stare.

“This is the guy, eh? The one who stirred up things this morning.” Roberto said the words with a dismissive wave.

Derek shot Quillan a glance, but his new boss made no comment. “You say that like I had a choice.” He nodded to Roberto. Still Quillan did nothing. “I’m Derek.”

He flipped the paper over and read “shadow talent” and nodded at Hannah.

“Do you have a last name, Derek?”

Quillan’s beard twitched.

“I do.” Derek let the words stay there, also lapsing into silence.

Quillan cleared his throat. “This is Derek Forester. News travels fast.”

“It’s been hours since he ‘arrived’ here,” Roberto said with that same sneer on his face. “Plenty of time for me to find out what I needed to.”

“Lucinda let you off the leash?”

Both Katrina and Derek glanced at Quillan while Roberto glowered. “Local Night Stars head. Roberto works for her.” Quillan stopped talking and took a bite of his burrito while Roberto sputtered. The muscle still said nothing, but that was the job of an enforcer—to be intimidating.

Derek was not intimidated.

“I came to introduce myself,” Roberto said, the waver in his voice lending the lie little credence.

“You were sent to figure out what happened. Wouldn’t you like to learn the details?” Quillan stared Roberto down, his face hard.

Hannah’s too-friendly voice broke into the tableau. “The boss here doesn’t like Roberto, and it’s well deserved. He tried to kidnap Quillan’s fiancée when she decided she didn’t want to be a part of Night Stars anymore and defected to Universe. Roberto, and Night Stars, made it difficult.”

Roberto waved a hand over the table. The waiter came over to say something, but Roberto did something and the man froze. Perhaps he had more command over shadows than Derek had assumed. Derek couldn’t be sure. Nor did he care. Shadows couldn’t hurt him. Humanity did enough of that.

About the Author

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Claire can’t remember a time when writing wasn’t part of her life. Growing up, she used to write stories with her friends. As a teenager she started out reading fantasy and science fiction, but her diet quickly changed to romance and happily-ever-after’s. A native of Massachusetts and cold weather, she left all that behind to move to the sun and fun of California, but has always lived no more than twenty miles from the ocean.

In college she studied acting with a minor in creative writing. In hindsight she should have flipped course studies. Before she was published, she sold books on eBay and discovered some of her favorite authors by sampling the goods, which was the perfect solution. Claire has many book-irons in the fire, most notably her urban fantasy series, The Elementals’ Challenge series, but writes contemporary and shifter romances as well as.

While she’s not a movie mogul or actor, she does work in the film industry with her office firmly situated in the 90210 district of Hollywood. Prone to breaking out into song, she is quick on feet and just as quick with snappy dialogue. In addition to writing she does animal rescue, reads, and goes to movies. She loves to hear from fans, so feel free to drop her a line.

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Monday, January 25, 2021

Book Review: Gorgon's Price (Redemption of the Gorgons Book 1) by Claire Davon + giveaway

Gorgon's Price (Redemption of the Gorgons Book1 )
by Claire Davon
December 3, 2019
208 pages
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Euryale will never forget the day the gods turned her into a monster. After millennia, her heart beats faster at the idea of regaining her normal form. For the feel of skin and not scales, hair and not snakes. But the price could be too high.

Knowing full well the gods can’t be trusted, Euryale agrees to take on a reluctant partner to track down whoever is murdering a growing number of gods. A murderer no one cared about until the killings edged uncomfortably close to bigger and bigger pantheons. Tracking the murderers down is the price she has to pay for her newly restored form—and that of her two equally cursed sisters.

Asher’s unusual gift for eerily horrific sound effects make him a highly sought-after voiceover artist. While he keeps a low profile, there has always been a ticking time bomb in the form of the bargain between his banshee mother and his father, the god Ares. It’s time to pay up—or pay with his life.

As Euryale and Asher dance around their mutual mistrust, the friction ignites a fire of unexpected attraction. But love is almost as impossible as the dangerous task ahead. Because even if the murderers don’t stab them in the back, the fickle gods certainly will.

**Only .99 cents!! ** 

Sometimes I like to mix things up and read other PNR stories NOT central to vampires. Sometimes. Gorgon's Price was that pick for this month, a pick I can happily report was worth the read. 

At just over 200 pages you get moving along into the story with not much muss and fuss. Which worked out well when you have an author who plans out each page and knows where the story is going to take you. Tons of colorful settings and believable cast of characters, leading to more stories in the future. I know book 3 just came out, which means the sage will grow and grow. 

I do enjoy reading about various mythology and all the gods from different stories and legends. Makes for a fun weekend when you also throw in sexy as hell pages of romance. This story could have added even more romance in my opinion, it would have just added to couples explosive chemistry. 

Overall a very entertaining read, that grew as I turned each page. 

4 Ares Sheep






KD

Gorgon's Quest (Redemption of the Gorgons Book 2) 
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GORGON’S QUEST
Excerpt
Marwan stirred and then blinked. His eyes were a light brown and so penetrating that she was caught by his stare. Something moved in her belly and tendrils of responsiveness shot through her limbs, leaving her breathless. 
She kept her shields up without thinking. 

Stealth and subterfuge were so much a part of who she was that she had long ago learned to keep her thoughts private. As a goddess she had good shields, and she wasn’t sure if Marwan understood all she was capable of. She would keep it that way. He had been careless with the god. There may be others lying in wait to accost them. Utu was powerful, and where he went, more may follow his lead. He also had followers and they could be anywhere. One may have even been their driver. There was a reason Stheno preferred not to keep the company of deities. 

“I’m going to purchase a swimsuit and go to the pool.” She neither invited nor didn’t invite him. She just waited. 

Marwan nodded and stretched. “I will take a shower and determine our next move. I’ll get some food as well. There’s a restaurant I glimpsed nearby—any requests?”

She shook her head. “Get what you think is good. Protein, and if they have desserts, something sweet. They have room service. Order what you think I’d like. I’m going to swim.”

She was aware of his gaze lingering on her even after she left. It had been a long time since a man was able to take in her human face and not have it be a mask. The façade that the gorgons had kept up as monsters allowed them to pass as humans, but the glamour didn’t extend to intimate contact. As a monster she used her glamour ability to move in human society, but she never portrayed a stunning figure of a woman. Pretty women drew undesired attention. 

Just ask her sister, Medusa. 

Now, in her goddess form she was conscious of her red hair, curly like her snakes once were, although after his haircut, short and easy to maintain. Her original face was once again revealed to the world, and she wasn’t used to masculine attention. To be sure, some men were always attracted to strong women, but more liked the beautiful, submissive types. The women who let the men run the household and deferred to their mate.

That was not her.

She purchased a swimsuit from the front desk 
and carried it to the nearby massage-slash-sauna area to change. The pool was large and luxurious, a welcome oasis in this hot environment. Stheno had it pretty much to herself, with a handful of children dancing around the concrete. As she understood it, there were about a hundred rooms or detached cottages facing the gardens in the middle of the grounds. The hotel called them “magnificent,” but she had been privileged to behold the Hanging Gardens of Babylon before those impossible gardens had been swallowed by the desert. Very little could compare to that.

They may go past the lands where those Gardens had once existed when they made their way to Sumeria. It was hard to be certain with such things. The fact she harkened back to them just now made her wonder at the connection. Many things were more linked in this life than people were aware of. Stheno filed that away for future consideration. It may be that those ancient grounds had something to say to her. She would have to investigate further.

She began swimming in laps, both enjoying the long pool and getting some exercise. The other occupants of the pool were splashing about with loud enthusiasm. Children were like that—they made the best of any situation. 

She was so intent on her workout she didn’t grasp right away that everything had fallen silent. Stheno went to turn a lap, and then noted that the boy who had been splashing a moment before, was now immobile. Everything was still except her.

A shape slid toward her in the pool.

Gorgon's Release (
Redemption of the Gorgons Book 3) 
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About the Author
Claire can’t remember a time when writing wasn’t part of her life. Growing up, she used to write stories with her friends. As a teenager she started out reading fantasy and science fiction, but her diet quickly changed to romance and happily-ever-after’s. A native of Massachusetts and cold weather, she left all that behind to move to the sun and fun of California, but has always lived no more than twenty miles from the ocean.

In college she studied acting with a minor in creative writing. In hindsight she should have flipped course studies. Before she was published, she sold books on eBay and discovered some of her favorite authors by sampling the goods, which was the perfect solution. Claire has many book-irons in the fire, most notably her urban fantasy series, The Elementals’ Challenge series, but writes contemporary and shifter romances as well as.

While she’s not a movie mogul or actor, she does work in the film industry with her office firmly situated in the 90210 district of Hollywood. Prone to break out into song, she is quick on feet and just as quick with snappy dialogue. In addition to writing she does animal rescue, reads, and goes to movies. She loves to hear from fans, so feel free to drop her a line.

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Saturday, December 21, 2019

Excerpt: Gorgon's Price (Redemption of the Gorgons Book 1) by Claire Davon + giveaway

December 3, 2019
Genre: Paranormal Romance 
Print Length: 209 pages
Euryale will never forget the day the gods turned her into a monster. After millennia, her heart beats faster at the idea of regaining her normal form. For the feel of skin and not scales, hair and not snakes. But the price could be too high.

Knowing full well the gods can’t be trusted, Euryale agrees to take on a reluctant partner to track down whoever is murdering a growing number of gods. A murderer no one cared about until the killings edged uncomfortably close to bigger and bigger pantheons. Tracking the murderers down is the price she has to pay for her newly restored form—and that of her two equally cursed sisters.

Asher’s unusual gift for eerily horrific sound effects make him a highly sought-after voiceover artist. While he keeps a low profile, there has always been a ticking time bomb in the form of the bargain between his banshee mother and his father, the god Ares. It’s time to pay up—or pay with his life.

As Euryale and Asher dance around their mutual mistrust, the friction ignites a fire of unexpected attraction. But love is almost as impossible as the dangerous task ahead. Because even if the murderers don’t stab them in the back, the fickle gods certainly will. 

Excerpt #3
Harmonia’s attention was directed to where the din was coming from. “You would think that, monster. We are not responsible for this. You have brought this blight to the island. How dare you?”

Aphrodite rose, still having every appearance of being unconcerned. The clamor grew until it was a shriek, and Asher couldn’t imagine how Aphrodite could stand it. Even he, a banshee, was having trouble.

Harmonia whirled around. The source of the sound came from the bottom of the cliff. Asher ran to Euryale’s side. She was still in a defensive crouch, her perception focused on the sand below. Around them the day was warm and breezy, but the racket dominated everything.

Aphrodite patted her lips and gestured to her daughter. Harmonia made a strangled noise and then crumpled.

The noise continued to rise.

“I’ll be right back,” Euryale said, and without another word, plunged off the cliff.

Asher’s attention was split between the heartbreaking image of his woman plunging to the bottom, and his collapsed half-sister. As he watched, Euryale landed, and then was once again on her feet. It was then that he remembered one of her Gorgon talents was the ability to leap. He always believed that meant up and not down, but now he stood corrected.

Aphrodite summoned a waiter, and they pushed Harmonia onto a makeshift couch strung together with two chairs. The other patrons in the restaurant had given up any pretense of their conversations and watched the trio with avid interest. He had no time to wonder what they were thinking of Euryale’s nosedive to the bottom of the cliff. He would worry about that in a moment. First, he turned to Aphrodite. She was patting her daughter’s face with a wet cloth, her face still serene. No frown lines or imperfections marked her beautiful visage, but he detected a momentary flicker of concern.

“I have to get down to Euryale,” he said, and Aphrodite glanced up. Now, pain flew across her face before it was gone, shuttered by a sanguine gaze that had to be a façade.

“Your Gorgon does not expect you to follow,” the goddess replied. “She is far more experienced in this than you are.”

“Nevertheless, I have to go down to her. Is Harmonia…will she be…what happened?”

“It is unclear. I believe your adversaries are taunting you.”

He coughed, anger starting to flare within him. “They’re your adversaries, too.”

“This task was given to you, banshee. Do you not understand? This is your mission to complete. Our lives are at risk and so is yours if you do not do what is needed. These gods who think they can murder us must be stopped, and you must do it.”

He paused. “Gods?”

She waved a hand toward the cliff face. “Only a god can kill a god. Why else would Athena bring a goddess into this? Did you ever wonder why your talents were needed? These criminals have the same skill set as you do, and therefore you are suited to combat them. Your Gorgon is down there wanting to take action, but she will not find your opponents. This is a mere way-stop. A pause in the proceedings, if you will.”

He scanned the prone Harmonia. As he studied his half-sister, the sound cut off.

Aphrodite rose, barely glancing at her handmaiden. Asher would have been appalled at the lack of empathy before this quest, but she was a goddess. Compassion was not part of the package.

“There. It has ceased. You must move to your next destination and end this. Or everything you have struggled for will be for nothing.”

“Next destination…” There was something else detectable in Asher’s blasted ears, a trickle of sound that rose to a torrent.

“…come…come…we are waiting…”

About the Author:
Claire can’t remember a time when writing wasn’t part of her life. Growing up, she used to write stories with her friends. As a teenager she started out reading fantasy and science fiction, but her diet quickly changed to romance and happily-ever-after’s. A native of Massachusetts and cold weather, she left all that behind to move to the sun and fun of California, but has always lived no more than twenty miles from the ocean. 

In college she studied acting with a minor in creative writing. In hindsight she should have flipped course studies. Before she was published, she sold books on eBay and discovered some of her favorite authors by sampling the goods, which was the perfect solution. Claire has many book-irons in the fire, most notably her urban fantasy series, The Elementals’ Challenge series, but writes contemporary and shifter romances as well as. 

While she’s not a movie mogul or actor, she does work in the film industry with her office firmly situated in the 90210 district of Hollywood. Prone to break out into song, she is quick on feet and just as quick with snappy dialogue. In addition to writing she does animal rescue, reads, and goes to movies. She loves to hear from fans, so feel free to drop her a line. 

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Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Claire Davon Guest Post: Five upsides—and downsides—about being an Elemental + giveaway

Hello and thanks to everyone for the opportunity to roam in on your blog! To celebrate the release of the second book in my Elementals’ Challenge series, titled Air Attack, I thought I’d share with you some good and bad things about being an Elemental. Hope you enjoy and happy reading!
-Claire Davon

Five upsides—and downsides—about being an Elemental

Upside
· You don’t get old—no need for anti-aging cream
· Awesome powers, who needs machines when you have wings, or gills, or a tail
· You hang with paranormal beings like gods and shifters
· Wise investments mean you never have to worry about money
· You have all the time you need to travel and see the world

Downside
· You can’t put “fight Challenge and save the world” on a resume
· You’re unable to correct people when they get history wrong. Saying “I was there” could get you sent to the nuthouse
· You can never retire
· Smacking people with your unseen wings (or tail) is frowned upon
· Lying about your age. People tend not to believe you when you put “1410” as your year of birth.

Air Attack (Elementals’ Challenge Book 2)
by Claire Davon
Nov 7, 2017
Genre: Paranormal Romance
ISBN: 978-1-946621-06-1
ASIN: B07692BSVV
Number of pages: 215
Word Count: 73,756
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
When love drops from the clouds, the sky is the limit…

The last time the Elementals were defeated in a Challenge, the result was World War II—a price humans paid in rivers of blood. Griffin is determined not to let that happen again. He doesn’t need a minor goddess getting in his way—no matter how much the redhead tempts him.

Clea intends to invoke a debt of honor to gain Griffin’s protection, but she has an ulterior motive: to get within striking distance of Griffin’s opponent, who she is certain killed her brother.

She never expected to feel a spark with Griffin, disturbingly seductive as he is. In a world where everyone looks like a god or goddess, why should this one winged Elemental call to her?

Yet their attraction grows fiercer as they journey to Iceland, Luxembourg, and finally Portugal to face Griffin’s foe. But even if they prevail, Griffin is holding onto one last, deadly secret that proves the truth can survive any Challenge, but love may be its final victim.


Excerpt:
Currents of wind blew around and under them. Clea reached out to test the air. There was no need to supplement his gust with her own; he had more than enough. She cursed herself, wishing she had used her time to do more research before she had fled to the Elemental. She needed to know what Griffin’s strengths, and more importantly, what his weaknesses were. Only then would she know what to focus on and how she could help. She couldn’t lose any more family.

Inch by inch, her fear began to leave her as Griff’s strong wings beat in the currents. As they grew nearer, Griff again made the same hand motion he had before, and the sliding door pulled back.

“Neat trick.”

A rumble of laughter echoed in him.

He deposited her on the floor, landing her gently on her feet. Clea’s hands and face lost their chill in the warmth of his remote home. To her dismay, her heart was pounding and when cold left her, beads of fear sweat bloomed on her body. Griffin poured her another glass of wine from the same bottle as before, saying nothing. His wings once again folded against his back.

“That was interesting.” Small ripples danced across the red wine as Clea curved her free hand around the stem. In another moment, she would be shaking. Too much had happened too fast. “Why keep the basket?”

“He doesn’t need it to maneuver in air, but he likes to let the unwary believe what they will. Don’t underestimate Amai,” he said, steel in his tone. “The basket may look stupido, but he is ruthless and dangerous. He didn’t kill my predecessor by being a fool.”

Hoping her voice was level, Clea met Griff’s gaze. “I have learned not to misjudge anyone. Danger comes in many packages. Still, you’ve got to admit, it’s ridiculous.”

He flashed something that might have been a smile, but it was gone before she could be sure. “That’s the point. It’s a natural tendency not to take the ridiculous seriously, and he has caught many people by surprise that way. He was made into his current form by the primitive people of Mangaia, and he chooses to keep the trappings of his creation.”

Griff didn’t move, but he was in her mind, beating at her shields.

“Let’s talk, Clea. Who is Patrik?”

She opened her mouth to speak but before she had any words, there was a crack of thunder. It was followed by another one, and another, until their surroundings seemed alive with electricity. Clea’s hair floated out and Griffin’s feathers stood up. There was a fleeting impression of a hooked nose on his face, like a beak. For an instant, he looked like the half lion/half eagle that was his other form, before it faded to his normal countenance.

Wind kicked up and swirled outside the house, whipping small trees at the bottom until their branches bent close to the ground. It picked up snow, sending it coursing through the air, and bits of debris whirled in the currents. Griffin still hadn’t moved, cocking his head to one side.

“Amai’s parting shot. He can be a child,” he said. “I’ll be right back.”

Griff’s power grew, almost a tangible force in him as he took in a deep breath. When he exhaled, the wind stuttered and then stopped swirling. It began churning in the opposite direction, rising away from the house. Lightning streaked down, but before it could crash to earth, Griffin caught it mentally and sent the electricity back up the path it had followed, lifting his hands as if to direct the path. In the distance, Clea heard a yelp before the storm ended as fast as it had manifested.

The buzz in her body subsided. There was no need for it yet. It may be best to keep her powers hidden until she had need of them. Amai was not the only one people often underestimated.

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Claire Davon has written on and off for most of her life, starting with fan fiction when she was very young. She writes across a wide range of genres, and does not consider any of it off limits. If a story calls to her, she will write it. She currently lives in Los Angeles and spends her free time writing novels and short stories, as well as doing animal rescue and enjoying the sunshine.

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