Monday, March 29, 2010

Thank you!

Thank you for all the votes! Possession won the Clash of the Covers! Although, this is really the victory for April Martinez, my wonderful cover artist.

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Length: Novella
Publisher: Loose Id
Editor: G.G. Royale
Cover Art: April Martinez

Excerpt
Arianna is a demon hunter who isolates herself from society. Over the past few months she has become increasingly dependent on her uncertain alliance with Kade, a vampire informant who literally stepped out of the shadows and into her life.

On the night of a rumored attack from a group of demons, called Eros, who feed off passion for sustenance, Arianna meets with Kade to plan a counterattack before the demons can strike. However, upon retreating to Kade’s apartment for supplies, both Arianna and Kade are overwhelmed with a sudden rush of passion. Their bodies refuse to obey their minds, and before they can stop themselves, they are engaged in endless rounds of lovemaking. Lost to pleasure even as their minds fight sensation and each other, Kade surrenders to his love for Arianna, and tries to convince her he is what she’s needed all along.

Sometimes, possession is mutual.

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But please, don't judge a book by it's cover! Judge it by reading! :)

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Happy Sunday!

So Possession has been selected for Clash of the Covers. Who would like to go vote?

Friday, March 19, 2010

Friday, March 5, 2010

Interview!

Lynne Roberts recently interviewed me at her blog. Go check it out!

Also, just some more self-pimage, Ripples Through Time has officially been on sale for a day. Whee!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

New release!

My latest work is now available for purchase at Siren Publishing!



By: Rosalie Stanton
Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves
Word Count: 97,819
Heat Level: SCORCHING
Published By: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.


Centuries ago, Ravenna Mal was One of the Few, one among many sworn to protect the world from the night’s creatures. Her upbringing was unforgiving; as a warrior, she could form no close relationships, and she could especially never fall in love.

A vampire called Nicolai challenged everything she knew, introducing her to worldly sins, worshiping her flesh with his hands and mouth, and worming into her heart before she realized how painful love could be…especially when ripped away.

In the present, Raven Rayne has a problem. A new vampire called Nicholas in town; one who speaks to her without saying a word, one who stirs long-dormant feelings she can’t dismiss as dreams.

A chance spell reunites Raven with the past she never knew, and memories of Nicholas she couldn’t have dreamed. And though he doesn’t remember her, she knows she must do everything she can to remind him.

Excerpt


He’d had his eyes on her all night. She knew. She felt him watching.

Club Intensity was, well, as intense as ever, but she hadn’t scoped out anything dangerous to slay. Aside from Mr. Stares-A-Lot, a few harmless demons chattered in the corner about an upcoming marriage, and the only slightly frightening demon in the joint had passed out at the bar. Raven knew she shouldn’t be here. Dexter would kill her if he found out, especially since she’d forgotten her cell phone and hadn’t told him where she planned to go on the evening’s watch, but the streets lay dead and the club buzzed with life. Just once… just once, she wanted to look and feel and take in what everyone else experienced every day.

Just once she wanted not to be One of the Few.

Which was all fine and dandy, except a vampire had spent the night eyeballing her, and that was never a good sign. Vampires were unpredictable. Some lived by a code of protecting humans, while others loathed the human race and wanted nothing but the world to return to the way they thought things had once stood. Judging by the malice in Fangy’s eyes, he fell into the latter category. It was just as well, Raven supposed. She hadn’t had a good fight in ages.

It looked like she didn’t have to wait any longer. Blood Breath had started her way, worming a path through the club’s rowdier patrons, eyes never wavering.

Something about those eyes…

“You know what I am,” he said by means of introduction.

Raven licked her lips and nodded, trying and failing to shake off the feeling that she’d seen him before. She hadn’t. She’d certainly remember a vampire like him. Most anti-human vampires were fangs out, ask questions later. This one didn’t come bearing fangs. His short brown hair fit his face nicely, accentuating high cheekbones and those killer blue eyes which seemed to hypnotize. His well-muscled body stood clad in a pair of dark jeans and a black t-shirt, and though he didn’t tower over her, he did top her off by a few inches. It was… nice, in a weird way. Raven wasn’t exactly known for her height. She figured she appeared well proportioned with the hour-glass shape, and everything looked like it belonged where it belonged. She wore her chestnut hair at her shoulders and she definitely wasn’t tall, making most men feel like skyscrapers in comparison.

The vampire was different. He didn’t overwhelm her with his size. He complemented her.

A very dangerous thing for a vampire to do.

He was so…pretty.

“I know what you are,” Raven said, pressing her thighs together. All at once, she was aware of a thousand things. Her skin was hot and flushed, and strange tinglies were spreading through her veins and making her panties moisten. Lust seemed a foreign sensation, one she’d felt in spurts during her teens but she’d never been given the opportunity to explore it as it served as a danger and could cost One of the Few his or her life.

Right now, she just wanted the vampire to touch her.

Another very dangerous thing for a vampire to do.

“Then you should know my name,” he said, head dipping. His voice fanned her ear, igniting a flame she hadn’t known there was to ignite. Her nipples tightened inexplicably, and she felt damp between her legs. Hot and… wet.

Oh God, so dangerous.

He whispered his name. Nicholas. It rolled off his lips and wrapped around her like a blanket, and the shiver she’d felt before exploded into a world of sensation.

It didn’t strike her as a remarkable name, rather it was one that she’d heard many times before. However, that did little to explain why she felt so…

Complete.

And then, like proverbial mist, he was gone.



© Rosalie Stanton, March 2010
All Rights Reserved



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Monday, March 1, 2010

Coffee Time Romance - Reader's Retreat!

Come discover love unleashed with Loose Id's authors at the Coffee Time Romance Readers' Retreat starting March 1st. Something will be going on everyday until March 20th. Learn about how your favorite Loose Id authors write, what they are working on, and more. Participating writers include:

Ali Katz

Amber Green

Belinda McBride

Eileen Ann Brennan

Eliza Gayle

G.G. Royale

Gemini Judson

Lissa Matthews

Mechele Armstrong

Michelle Hasker

Nica Berry

Qwillia Rain

Rosalie Stanton

S. W. Vaughn

Selena Illyria

Suzanne Rock

Treva Harte

Sounds awesome, doesn't it? Won't you join us?