Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Meet Ross and Darci from Diamond Moon (Black Hills Wolves, Book 12) by Celia Breslin & Enter the #Giveaway


I have the pleasure of introducing my readers to Ross and Darci from Diamond Moon!

Diamond Moon:  A Chat With Ross and Darci

Hi Everyone!

Nice to be here on Sapphyria’s blog today, to celebrate the release of my latest paranormal romance, Diamond Moon.

Diamond Moon is part of Decadent Pub’s Black Hills Wolves line, a multi-author series featuring the Tao Wolf pack of Los Lobos, South Dakota. This is my first story for the BHW line, and I have two others in progress. Each story features one of three Wolf siblings.  First up, we have Ross, a hunky Dominant Wolf, and Darci, his half human, half Wolf love-interest. They tagged along with me today and agreed to answer a few questions about themselves.

Enjoy!

Hi Ross and Darci! Thanks for joining me here at Sapphyria’s Book Reviews. Please state your names. Also, do you have a nickname?

Darci:  “Hi, I’m Darci Diamond. When I was little, my dad used to call me DeeDee. Ross calls me Moonbeam. He says my pale skin reminds him of moonlight.

Ross:  ::levels a heated stare at Darci::  Indeed it does, baby. Ross Luparell here. No nickname. Well, Darci calls me some interesting names when we’re intimate, but why don’t we let the readers learn that for themselves?

Fair enough. What is your hair color? Eye color?

Darci:  “My hair is black and short and a bit curly on the ends, styled in a pixie cut.  I have green eyes, like my dad.”

Ross:  I have brown hair with a lot of red in it. Shoulder length with some layers. My eyes are brown.  Darci likens them to milk chocolate.”

I’d have to agree with Darci on that one. How old are you both? Oh, and occupation?

Darci: “I’m 25 and fresh out of grad school, with a degree in Computer Science.”

Ross:  “I love a girl with brains. I’m 29. I own a software company, though I’m currently overseeing some construction projects in Los Lobos. Building homes for the pack members who need them.”

Darci:  “He’s being modest. He’s a freaking computer genius.  And those homes? They’re gorgeous and he’s paying for all of them.”

Where were you born? Where have you lived since then? Where do you currently call home?

Darci: “I was born and raised in Ashland, Oregon. I came to Los Lobos to get some help with my…well, I suppose that’s another thing for our readers to discover on their own.”

Ross:  “That’s right, Moonbeam. I was born and raised in Southern Indiana. Used to run with the Wolf packs in Hoosier National Forest. I returned to Los Lobos to help families in need and make a home here with the Tao pack. My parents were Tao pack members when the former pack leader Magnus still lived.”

What is in your refrigerator right now? On your bedroom floor? On your nightstand? In your garbage can?

Darci:  “LOL, well, this should be fun… Okay, fridge first. The one back in Ashland, Oregon. I lived with my human aunt and she’s vegan so basically vegetables and fruit. She stocked local, organic milk, eggs and cheese for me since she figured my Wolf side would need some protein. Yep, it’s true—I’m a vegetarian shifter. I’ve never eaten meat in my life.  As to your other questions…Nothing but the rug on my bedroom floor and garbage can is empty. I’m a bit of a neat freak. Computer tablet on my nightstand. I like to play video games before I sleep.”

Ross: “I’m a carnivore.”  ::arches a brow at Darci:: “As it should be. You’ll find red meat, coffee, cheese, and beer in my fridge. Plus some veggies and fruit for Darci. My bedroom is fairly tidy, though you’ll find an array of cat toys on my floor.  Books, too. Nothing in the bedroom wastebasket as my cat likes to push it over and attack any contents I’m foolish enough to leave in there. Don’t get me started about the ton of tissue he shredded the other day. What a mess…

Who are the people you are closest to?

Darci: “My aunt. She raised me after my parents died. I was six when they...”

Ross:  ::squeezes Darci’s hand::   Family is everything to me.  My parents live in Indiana. I also have a brother and sister. Haven’t seen them in a while. Hope to rectify that soon.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?

Darci:  ::grins:: “Well, I have no idea what I say, but Ross definitely goes overboard with the whole Moonbeam deal.”

Ross:  “Hey! I resemble that statement. So there you have it:  Moonbeam. That’s not likely to change.  Ever.”

Thanks for chatting today, Ross and Darci! And thank you, Sapphyria, for having us all over for a visit!

xoxo,
Celia


Book Information:

Diamond Moon
Black Hills Wolves, Book 12
Celia Breslin

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Date of Publication: March 27, 2015

ISBN: 978-1-61333-803-2
ASIN: B00T2E7ZEY

Number of pages: 85
Word Count: 29,737

Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde

About Diamond Moon:

Human-wolf hybrid Darci Diamond spends every full moon locked in auntie’s basement in Southern Oregon. Her excruciating shifts terrify her, the last one causing her heart to stop beating. Seeking a cure, she journeys to Los Lobos.

Ross Luparell returns to the struggling Tao pack, using his millions made in the tech industry to build homes for pack families in need. He never imagined he would also find his one true mate. But when a hybrid with the biggest green eyes he’s ever seen lands on his doorstep in the middle of a wicked summer storm, there’s no denying it. She’s the one.

She wants a normal human life, free from pain-filled shifts. He won’t give up on her Wolf, and will do whatever it takes to help her accept her true nature. But can he convince her to trust him with her heart?

Read an Excerpt:

He reached out with his Wolf senses. The feedback froze his fingers on the doorknob. Female. Damn, she smelled good. Human. Wolf. Wait…both? The copper tang of blood hit his nose. And injured.

            He flung open the door. His abrupt move caught his visitor off guard, one small, white fist raised to knock. The woman startled and fell forward. Catching her, he pulled her inside, kicking the door shut with his foot.

            She sagged against him, a shivering bundle of wet woman. Underneath the dampness, her scent drop-kicked his gut. Apples and cinnamon. Roses and honey. His body perked up, taking extreme notice. He fought the growl of possession threatening to tear out of his throat. Holy hell, had his potential mate just walked into his home in the middle of a storm?

            The scent of her blood jump-started his brain into action. He lowered her gently to the floor. “Jesus. You okay?”

            His instincts urged him to check her for wounds, but he was a stranger and didn’t want to spook her. But goddamn, he wanted to touch her. Peel off her wet clothes. See all of her. With a jacket covering her torso, tight jeans hiding her legs, and her ball cap pulled low on her face, all he’d seen so far was her quivering pale chin, full red lips, and those delicate, trembling hands.

            “S-s-sorry, d-dripping all ov-v-ver your f-f-floor,” she said, teeth chattering. Her snow white fingers curled on the hardwood, arms trembling with her effort to keep herself upright. Blood streaked the wood. A line of liquid crimson slid down her jaw and dripped from her chin onto her jacket.

            To hell with propriety. “You’re injured. Let me help you.” He pulled off her cap and damn near swallowed his tongue.

            Big green eyes blinked up at him from a face so pale it made him think of moonlight. Drenched, short black hair lay plastered to her head, the ends framing features reminiscent of the fairies his sister loved to draw for the hidden-object games she designed. Ethereal beauty. My beauty. He stroked a knuckle down her cheek then ran his thumb over her soft, full lower lip.

            She flinched and batted his hand away, falling to her side in the process.

            Ross snapped back to reality with a healthy hit of guilt. “Shit. Sorry.”

            His gaze shot to her forehead where a two-inch cut sent blood trailing over her prominent cheekbone with its silky-smooth skin he’d so enjoyed caressing—

            Shit. He gave himself a mental ass kicking for scaring her. “I’m Ross. You’re safe here. Promise.”

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Meet the Author:


Celia lives in California with her husband, daughter, and two feisty cats. She writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance, and has a particular fondness for werewolves, vampires, and the Fae. Her award-winning vampire series - The Tranquilli Bloodline - is available from Champagne Books. Diamond Moon is her first werewolf story for Decadent Publishing’s Black Hills Wolves shifter line.

When not writing, you’ll find Celia exercising, reading a good book, hanging with her family, or indulging her addiction to Joss Whedon’s TV shows and movies.

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15 comments:

Lisa Brown said...

thank you for the chance to win

Sapphyria said...

You're welcome. Good Luck!

Celia Breslin said...

Hi Lisa,
Thank you for stopping by. Hope you enjoyed meeting Darci and Ross!

Hi Sapphyria,
Thank you for hosting us on you blog today! Much appreciated.

Cheers,
Celia

Sapphyria said...

Hi Celia~
You're very welcome! It was a pleasure to have you all here today!
Saph

Karla S said...

Thanks for the giveaway :)

Sapphyria said...

You're welcome, Karla.

Thank you for participating.

Celia Breslin said...

Hi Karla,

Thanks for visiting the tour and meeting my wolves. :)

Celia

Jessica Schank Snow said...

Thanks for this wonderful giveaway! =)

Bonny McDevitt said...

Thanks for the awesome giveaway!

Celia Breslin said...

HI Jessica and Bonny,

Thanks for visiting the tour! :)

Sapphyria said...

Thank you all for stopping by!

Belinda M said...

thanks for the excerpt and I love these kinds of books. I will be adding it to my to bed read pile. best of luck

Sapphyria said...

You're welcome :)

Celia Breslin said...

Hi Belinda,
Glad you enjoyed the excerpt! Hope you enjoy the full read! :-)
Celia

Andrew Pham (apham17) said...

Thanks for the chance! :)