Tuesday, May 28, 2013

South of Surrender RELEASE Day BLITZ Giveaway!!!

I am thrilled to welcome Chrysander Notos and Laney Summerlyn to the world today! Chrys is the hero of South of Surrender, the third book in my Greek-mythology inspired Hearts of the Anemoi series. The Anemoi were wind gods the Greeks associated with controlling the wind, the weather, and the seasons, and as the summer god, Chrys is the hottest of them all! Laney is Chrys’s nearly blind love interest who sees him more than anyone else ever has. Together, they are pure sweet, sensual, sexy win! Need more proof? Check out this sweet, sensual excerpt from when they’re traveling in elemental form and the giveaway that follows!

They went up into the sky, and though the rain and wind were all around them, were them, it was just as Chrys had said.

The wind didn’t buffet her, because she was the wind. The rain didn’t batter her, because she was the rain. The thunder and lightning didn’t scare her, because she knew exactly when they’d occur. A tremendous thrill roared through her. That she got to experience this, that he’d made her see the beauty in something that had long terrified her, that he’d shared it with her at all.

This is amazing, Chrys, being a part of this, being a part of something bigger than yourself. Thank you for bringing me with you tonight. Thank you for…getting involved. Even if he’d only done it out of obligation or duty, this moment, this night, this whole time since she’d first laid eyes on him was something to be cherished forever.

Warmth surrounded her, like he was hugging her. Words came to her, in that odd language she’d sometimes heard him speak, but not in the way they normally communicated. It was like the words were on the wind. Something about the sound of them flooded longing through her being. And heat.

Overwhelmed with everything she was feeling, everything she’d experienced this night, Laney didn’t speak again. Instead, she just soaked in every bit of the splendor of the nighttime world. After all, this was the world she’d been without the longest. Her night vision had been the first to go. Normally, she was completely blind in the dark. Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty.

And Chrys had made it all possible.

Win 1 of 5 $50 gift cards to winners’ choice of Amazon/B&N/iTunes!

HOW TO ENTER?

Did you have a favorite line from the excerpt? Comment with your email address to enter to win! Open to international! Giveaway runs for one day and ends at midnight PST on May 28!

Visit more participating Blitz Day sites for more excerpts and more ways to win! And look out for the South of Surrender Blog Tour to start next week with more excerpts and giveaways! Check out the awesome early reviews coming in for the book, too!

Thanks for reading!
~Laura

South of Surrender:

She's the only one who can see through his golden boy fa├žade to the broken god within...

Chrysander Notos, Supreme God of the South Wind and Summer, is on a mission: save Eurus from his death sentence and prove his troubled brother can be redeemed. But Eurus fights back, triggering vicious storms that threaten the mortal realm and dangerously drain Chrys.

Laney Summerlyn refuses to give up her grandfather's horse farm, despite her deteriorating vision. More than ever, she needs the organized routine of her life at Summerlyn Stables, until a ferocious storm brings an impossible—and beautiful—creature crashing down from the heavens.

Injured while fighting Eurus, Chrys finds himself at the mercy of a mortal woman whose compassion and acceptance he can't resist. As they surrender to the passion flaring between them, immortal enemies close in, forcing Chrys to choose between his brother and the only woman who's ever loved the real him.

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About Laura Kaye

Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over a dozen books in contemporary and paranormal romance. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.

 

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24 comments:

  1. Congratulations Laura...SOS is amazing

    Warmth surrounded her, like he was hugging her. Words came to her, in that odd language she’d sometimes heard him speak, but not in the way they normally communicated. It was like the words were on the wind. Something about the sound of them flooded longing through her being. And heat.

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  2. I like Normally, she was completely blind in the dark. Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty.
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  3. I do, my favorite line is, “A tremendous thrill roared through her. That she got to experience this, that he’d made her see the beauty in something that had long terrified her, that he’d shared it with her at all.” That sounds like a great moment of trust between them. I felt her exhilaration :) Can’t wait to read it. I'm a big Laura Kaye fan!

    Congrats on your big release today!

    -Selena Mc
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  4. "Warmth surrounded her, like he was hugging her."

    Thank you so much for offering this giveaway! I can't wait to start this series and I'd love to be in the running for an Amazon gift card. :-)

    Best Wishes,
    Lindsey V.

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  5. I enjoyed the whole last paragraph. "Normally, she was completely blind in the dark. Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty." That would be so awesome to see something that you lost, it brought me to tears.

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  6. I haven't read it yet, but I've heard so many great things about this one, I just one clicked it! Thanks!

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  7. My favorite line is "Now she could see that the night wasn't black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty".
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  8. "It was only with the barest of restraint that he resisted willing her clothing away, turning her to face the wall, and tugging her hips out so he could bury himself deep."

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  9. "She just soaked in every bit of the splendor of the nighttime world." Congrats, Laura!!!! Almost 75% through, the book is amazing!

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  10. "A tremendous thrill roared through her. That she got to experience this, that he’d made her see the beauty in something that had long terrified her, that he’d shared it with her at all."

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  11. Overwhelmed with everything she was feeling, everything she’d experienced this night, Laney didn’t speak again. Instead, she just soaked in every bit of the splendor of the nighttime world.

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  12. "The wind didn’t buffet her, because she was the wind. The rain didn’t batter her, because she was the rain. The thunder and lightning didn’t scare her, because she knew exactly when they’d occur. A tremendous thrill roared through her."

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    Thank you!

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  13. Oooh I can't choose it's all so sweet!

    "Even if he’d only done it out of obligation or duty, this moment, this night, this whole time since she’d first laid eyes on him was something to be cherished forever."

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  14. "Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty."

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  15. Warmth surrounded her, like he was hugging her. Words came to her, in that odd language she’d sometimes heard him speak, but not in the way they normally communicated. It was like the words were on the wind.

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  16. Thanks for all the great comments, everyone!

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  17. My favorite is "Warmth surrounded her, like he was hugging her. Words came to her, in that odd language she's sometimes heard him speak, but not in the way they normally communicated. It was like the words were on the wind. Something about the sound of them flooded longing through her being. And heat."
    Thanks for the excerpt and the chance to win!
    natasha_donohoo_8 at hotmail dot com

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  18. Favorite line - That she got to experience this, that he'd made her see the beauty in something that had long terrified her, that he'd shared it at all.

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  19. I'm loving the tour and I'm already hooked by the way Laura writes.
    "The wind didn’t buffet her, because she was the wind. The rain didn’t batter her, because she was the rain. The thunder and lightning didn’t scare her, because she knew exactly when they’d occur." Hard to choose just a piece, but these lines are among my favorites.
    After reading the review and the excerpts, I really believe that after reading the series I will be speechless too.
    Tata
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  20. My favorite line from the excerpt: “...she was the wind...she was the rain....” COOL!
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  21. "And Chrys had made it all possible."

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  22. "Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty."
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  23. "Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty."
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  24. Now, she could see that the night wasn’t black, but was painted with a palette of blues and greys and purples that possessed its own beauty.

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