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My day was Jan. 4th Saturday. I met several new authors and readers. It was a great turnout with lots of fun posts and pictures shared. I’d also like to all my fans who participated as well!
The winners of my Party Segment are below and each person won a $5 Amazon gift card. Congrats to Patricia C., Barbara B., and Heather H.
More authors are scheduled to be presented so it’s not too late to join in on the fun. The author schedule for the remaining days is below:
Welcome to the Quarterly Blog Hop October Edition! Over 18 Authors are featured in this hop with new book releases in this Quarter (August, September or October). I’m included in that group with my latest book, The Vampire from Hell Returns (Part 4).
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Signed Paperbacks with New Covers Giveaway
Extended through Oct. 31st, you can enter to win all 3 paperbacks, Parts 1, 2, and 3 from my series, The Vampire from Hell. Click here to enter.
About The Vampire from Hell Returns (Part 4)
Blood of the gods has brought a new dimension to Rayea’s life as the vampire from Hell. In the fourth installment of the Vampire from Hell series, Rayea juggles her new responsibilities and starting a relationship with her best friend, Blick. Soon Rayea realizes her sordid past with her family may be catching up with her, and she’s going to have to deal with it once and for all. When two of her friends go missing, she knows she must begin a search to find them. And the first place she has to look? Hell.
Excerpt from The Vampire from Hell Returns (Part 4)
“Smoothies.” I smiled and secretly prayed the green smoothie was not for me because I instantly thought of the color of my father’s demon eyes when I saw it. Green was not a favorite color of mine.
“Yes.” He shoved the glass at me.
I stepped back for a moment as the liquid nearly sloshed out of the glass.
“That was a waste of fucking time. Typhean is being such a prick! J wants us to take a break to cool down.”
When I heard Blick’s curse word, I almost choked on my smoothie. Blick did not swear…ever. From that comment, I knew the situation was bad. I swallowed the liquid quickly and thought, ‘Of course it’s bad. I’m on my way home to Hell, and I bet I have to go alone.’ I remained quiet, watching him inhale the large glass of green whatever. I paused for a moment, still staring up at him because he was so much taller than me.
His gold eyes flashed as he returned my gaze. I wanted to reach out and grab his hand in mine, but I hesitated. “You’ll have to change into something more battle-worthy if you have to go. Can I talk to you while you do, back up at the house?”
“Sure,” I brightened, finishing off my red smoothie. Not being able to taste any blood was wonderful. That was Blick’s secret. I loved how he made them where I couldn’t taste the metallic-ness. My efforts didn’t produce the same results, so I stuck with blood tea. For a brief second, I thought to ask whose blood I had drunk, but seeing how preoccupied Blick was, I let the question drop. Instead, I went for the comedy relief angle. “Always trying to get me out of my clothes, hmmm?” I purred.
As I reached out for his hand, he immediately pulled it away. He clenched his jaw and a vein in his neck spasmed. “This is work, Rayea. We don’t have time for that.” He yanked his fingers through his black hair with both hands.
Feeling defeated, I assumed the same professional manner with him. “You bet. My apologies. What was I thinking? I was making a joke to lighten the mood, Blick. That’s all. But hey, fuck me, okay. I’m an idiot. I get that.”
I stomped past him, feeling one of the laces on my sneakers loosen. I made a big production about walking by him. “Why don’t you stay here on the beach? I can dress myself.”
Before I knew it, he pulled me into his arms. His large height of seven-feet enveloped me and I came face to face with his muscular chest. His white t-shirt glared in the sunlight. Thank god, I can’t burn up to a crisp in this sunshine, I thought. But if I did, Blick’s beautiful chest was the last thing I’d want to see. Well almost the last thing, I laughed to myself.
I closed my eyes and let Blick hold me. My mind and body instantly calmed. I sank into his embrace. No questions asked. He didn’t say a word as he held me. He simply rocked me slightly back and forth as he stroked my black hair. I wanted to collapse into a pile of jelly on the beach before him.
I eased back from him some to give us a little bit of distance as his hands slowly traveled to rest on my waist. I felt his touch tickle the small of my back as he laced his fingers in a couple of the belt loops on my blue jeans. Must this end? I wondered.
“I’m sorry, Blick. I know this is no laughing matter. I’ve got to go. I’ve got to save Lynn and Ashton if it’s not too late. What did J tell you that I’m not supposed to know?”
“It’s your first mission. It’s a test. J said if you save your friends, the council will look favorably on that. But he wants to explore more options. He’s making some calls now.”
My eyes grew wide as I listened to him. “We’re running out of time!”
He nodded. “I know. I know. It’s such bullshit. I’m so tired of the politics. It’s J’s call. How am I supposed to deny J’s wishes?”
I swallowed hard and let my head fall on his chest. He was right. After the near brain-melting exercise I had been in with J, I knew better than to disagree with him unless I had an extremely good reason for doing so. I’d have to see this through on my own. It would be too dangerous otherwise and I didn’t want any more of my friends getting hurt.
Blick continued to rub his hands through my hair, lazily, aimlessly. It felt like it was an eternity before he spoke again and shattered our tense silence.
“I can’t go with you. I’ve been instructed to stand down on this one.”
My body tightened and I broke our embrace, immediately sobering as reality reared its ugly head again. I heard a light vibration sound and realized it was Blick’s phone.
He pulled his iPhone from his back pocket and stared at it. His face reddened slightly. He muttered a few expletives under his breath and my heart sank.
“Beelzebub contacted J and made a deal with him. You’ll accompany Beelzebub to Hell…” He paused, fighting to control his growing rage as he violently stuffed his phone in the back pocket of his jeans.
“Blick,” I whispered. This time I grabbed his hand, knowing he could very easily rip it off if he changed into his werewolf self in front of me.
“I’m okay,” he grunted and stepped away from me. Crouching down, Blick rubbed his hands over the upper portion of his jeans. Repeatedly he bent down, rubbed his hands over his jeans, and then stood up again. He chewed his lips like he was waiting for a quarterback to hike a football. Is that some new meditation pose? I wondered.
Suddenly he jerked up again and flung his hands out. “You’ll accompany Beelzebub to Hell as his prisoner. They agreed it’s the best way to get you in.”
“That’s ridiculous,” I began. I felt like I had been kicked in the stomach and I was ready to vent to the gods and have a knock down drag out “Hell to No” conversation with Blick and anyone else who thought I was going back to Hell like some bound schmuck in restraints. “No, no way. No. No. No.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Blick was not trying to calm me down as I made a scene on the beach. The odd position? Anger management. He was fighting to keep his own emotions in check. Calmly he simply nodded now and then, glancing back at the deck occasionally. But his gold eyes told a different story completely.
Having always protected me from any and every threat, Blick refused to put me in harm’s way. He was beyond livid and he detested having to do as J said, especially when it came to my welfare. Then it dawned on me. My going to Hell would be harder on him than me. If I didn’t agree with J and Beelzebub’s deal, I would have to come up with one of my own and freaking fast.
“Can you give me a second please?” I asked.
As Blick wrinkled his eyebrows at me, he asked, “What are you up to?”
“Just a second.”
“You’re not calling anyone. Hand me your phone now.” Blick knew me too well.
I produced my phone from my back pocket and placed it in his hands. His tan was so lovely. It made me wonder just how much of his body was or wasn’t tanned. Momentarily, I thought of asking him if he had any tan lines, but I let the thought drift to the back of my skull. Later, I surmised. I can ask him that question and many others when this is all over.
I stepped away from Blick and faced the water. I knew he was still close enough in proximity that I could reach for him if necessary. I used every ounce of vampire speed I had to think of a million scenarios. I felt the blood from the smoothie race through my veins. Images flashed before my eyes as I let the possibilities play out in my head like I was playing a hundred chess games at once. It was a trick I had learned while patiently indulging Typhean in the few firepowers he showed me. His imagination was weak at best. He wasn’t the strong blood god he pretended to be.
I had my own deal with Beelzebub and I was going to hold up my end of the bargain even if he didn’t. Getting Lynn and Ashton free was my top priority. Beelzebub could have control of Hell then. My safety was secondary. I didn’t want to tell Blick that, but it looked like I was going to have to make a deal with the devil, in this case my sister, if I was going to get my friends out of Hell. She wanted me. She didn’t want them.
Letting the images go and disconnecting from the telepathy channel I had tapped into helped me relax. This time it had been rather easy and I wondered if the red smoothie had anything to do with it.
Then quite suddenly a face assaulted my mind’s eye. The creature’s green eyes glowed at me in the dark. He shouted a few times in my direction, but I realized he wasn’t talking to me. Who was he yelling at?
“Where is she? Is she with him? Tell me, human! Is she? My daughter should be at my side, not his,” he roared.
“Lynn!” I screamed.
I came to as I saw Blick jolt up from a resting place on the sand. He tried to grab me by my elbows so I wouldn’t fall, but I fell anyways. The brief moments of seeing Father again even through my mind’s eye evaporated my strength. I could not focus on that. My friends were in danger.
“Rayea, Rayea, are you okay? What? What is it?”
“Where’s J? Where is he? We have to tell him. Blick, it’s Lynn. Father has her. He’s alive. Father’s alive and he’s looking for me! We have to do something! We have to get them out of there! He’s going to kill them!”
Before I could regain my energy and stand, a searing hot pain crossed over my back like it was on fire. Shrieking, I fell to the ground. “Blick, Blick,” I gasped.
He dropped my iPhone in the sand and reached out for me, falling to the ground in front of me.
I couldn’t move. My body pressed into the sand as if a massive animal had its foot on my back. I pulled my face up so I could see Blick.
He stared at me. The look of horror on his handsome face scared me more than I wanted to admit. The pain ripping across my back did little to console me. I knew I was in trouble. This would be the end of me. Blick’s hand found mine when I heard Typhean’s voice, hissing through my head. He laced his fingers around mine and squeezed.
Typhean had entered my body again in the form of the dragon tattoo I had on my back. The pain raging across my shoulders increased. His voice was the only thought I could hear in my head. I saw Blick before me. I saw his lips move, but I couldn’t hear him. I saw his hand wrapped around mine, but I couldn’t feel his touch. It was like I was sealed off into a dark place with just Typhean by my side, even though Typhean was not visibly there with me. Only Blick was there.
“The time is at hand, my lady,” Typhean said telepathically. The dragon tattoo that represented his body on my back pressed tighter against me. I struggled to keep my head up. I didn’t want to take my eyes off Blick. I wanted to understand what he was trying to tell me. His lips moved, but I couldn’t decipher the words.
“We must be on our way. Your father is calling for you and he has reclaimed his throne in Hell. He wants his daughters at his side. We mustn’t be late for the party.”
“Blick,” I screamed when I heard Typhean speak to me again.
The last thing I remembered was gripping Blick’s strong hand in mine. I was sprawled out on the beach, trying to speak to Blick’s mind, but I couldn’t. Darkness overwhelmed me and Blick’s face, the sand, the beach, everything vanished. I felt like I was falling.
Then I felt a soft kiss Blick commonly placed on my nose touch me in the darkness. His signature kiss. I heard his words swirl around me, like his tender touch on my shoulder from before. “That smoothie you drank. It contained my blood.”
About the Vampire from Hell: The Beginning (Part 1)
According to Rayea, the oldest daughter of Satan, the origin of vampires started in Hell, and it started with her. Here’s her story about how it all began. Rayea isn’t daddy’s little girl, even if he is the most powerful fallen angel around. He wants her to take an active role in the family business. But she’s not interested in his schemes for world domination. Instead she wants to spend her time shopping on the Internet, rescuing humans from a horrific eternity, and practicing martial arts with her seven foot hellhound. Then one day everything changes.
About the Vampire from Hell: A Vampire Among Angels (Part 2)
In the second part of her story, Rayea visits the House of G where she hopes for a new beginning among Blick’s angelic friends, only to discover a vampire from Hell is not welcomed.
About the Author
Ally Thomas loves writing fantasy and paranormal books for that showcase vampires, werewolves, zombies, witches, and any furry monsters who go bump in the night. Her paranormal fantasy series, The Vampire from Hell has been on the Top 100 Amazon bestsellers list in Fantasy since its release in 2011.
***The Vampire from Hell series***
The Vampire from Hell (Part 1) – The Beginning (Free)
The Vampire from Hell (Part 2) – A Vampire among Angels (Free)
The Vampire from Hell (Part 3) – A Vampire on Vacation
The Vampire from Hell (Part 4) – The Vampire from Hell Returns (Now Available)
The Vampire from Hell (Part 5) – Blood of the Gods (In Progress)
I thought I’d share with you today information about two blog hops going on this weekend. I’m in one and several of my author friends are in the other one. Be sure to check out both links and enter to win one of their fabulous prizes.
First Blog Hop
The first blog hop is by the Romance Troupe. To enter, click here. You’ll scroll to the bottom of the page and click on each author’s link. Add a comment to the author’s article with your email address.
Author friends involved in this blog hop that lasts through July 7th are Catherine Wolffe, Alexandra Anthony, and Victoria Embers.
Second Blog Hop
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