Synopsis:
This Halloween, prepare to be haunted
by a kiss…
Midnight Kiss is a
limited edition collection of four BRAND NEW, NEVER RELEASED novellas, all set
in New Orleans on Halloween night.
AFTER MIDNIGHT by
Sarra Cannon
From the outside, Becca Goldberg looks like any normal freshman
girl at Tulane, but she’s been keeping a terrible secret. She’s really Allison
Moore—a young witch from Peachville hiding out from an evil coven of witches
known as the Order of Shadows. She thinks she is safe until an unexpected
accident occurs. Now, she only has until midnight on Halloween until her
identity is discovered.
She must turn to the
hottest, most elusive guy on campus for help. Will he help save her? Or will
her life come crashing down around her after midnight?
THE MIDNIGHT TEST by
Juliana Haygert
Being the weakest witch of her generation, nineteen-year-old
Hazel is convinced she’s supposed to live a normal, human life—except for the
occasional ghost hunting. When Hazel moves to New Orleans, the most powerful
witch coven in the world grants her a chance to join them, but only if she
passes a dangerous test on Halloween night. Everything is going fine until mysterious
Sean steps in Hazel’s way, putting her entire test at risk.
Will she be able to
ace the test and keep them both alive at the same time?
SEDUCTION’S KISS by
Alyssa Rose Ivy
Never agree to a road trip to New Orleans with your roommate.
At least not when your roommate is dragging you along while she reconnects with
an ex boyfriend. Possible consequences of failing to take my advice:
1) Unknowingly going
out with a vampire stripper.
2) Getting kidnapped by said vampire’s nest mates.
3)
Falling head over heels for your winged hero.
Believe it or not
number 3 is the worst one, especially when no one believes you that he exists.
KISS OF AWAKENING by
Jennifer Snyder
With one kiss, everything will change…
When a mysterious
letter arrives from her estranged mother, twenty-one year old Kenna Blake and
her best friend, Bree, make a trip to New Orleans hoping for a little Halloween
fun and to get away. The mystifying Crescent City has something else in store
for her though.
Cryptic messages, a hot tour guide, and a new
sense Kenna can’t seem to explain are just the beginning of this eye opening
trip. Will Kenna accept what awakens with in her or will she crumble under its
reality?
Excerpts from all four books:
AFTER MIDNIGTH by Sarra Cannon
My
mouth hung open and I shook my head, unable to believe that John Pierce—the guy
who had practically gone out of his way to make me feel like an idiot—was now
the only thing standing between me and a fate worse than death. I had no idea
what to say.
“Are
you going to stand out there all night waiting for whoever’s looking for you?
Or are you going to come inside where it’s safe?”
“Is
it?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“What?
Safe?” His eyes twinkled in the dim lighting. “You’re the one who came to me
for help, remember?”
I
forced my mouth closed and nodded. John stepped aside and let me pass.
The
foyer was all high ceilings and polished wood floors. A crystal chandelier hung
down from the top and a large sweeping staircase rose toward the second floor.
Huge mirrors framed in gold adorned the walls, along with massive paintings
that probably each cost more than a year's tuition at Tulane.
People
in long, flowing gowns and capes and masks floated through the hallway like ghosts.
None of the overhead lights were on, but candlelight flickered everywhere I
looked.
The
house was warm and dark and the moment I crossed the threshold, a strange heat
blossomed in my belly.
I
didn't know if it was the atmosphere of the party or the fact that I was
standing uncomfortably close to a half-naked god, but I found it difficult to
breathe. I couldn't take my eyes off him. He looked different in this setting.
Better, if that was even possible. And to finally get a glimpse of the chiseled
abs I'd known were hiding beneath his shirt? I couldn't decide if I'd just
walked in to heaven or hell.
A rush of dread and concern fleeted through me. I wanted to
approach him, but after last evening, I wasn’t so sure I should. I had thought
about him a lot last night. About how disturbed and lost he was, and how I
really wanted to help him. Which was crazy. Why was I torturing myself like
that?
Convinced I would regret my decision, I sat on the bench and
scooted closer to him, but not too close.
Sean lifted his head, leaned back into the bench, and stared at
me with wide eyes. “What are you doing here?” The bruises on his face were now
black.
“I could ask you the same thing,” I said, trying to sound
casual. “You don’t look like the praying type.”
One corner of his lips quirked up—my heart sped up—and his gaze
traveled over me. “With that hair, piercing, tattoo, and all, I would think the
same of you.”
I shrugged. “What? Just because my style is a little different,
I’m supposed to be a faithless bad girl? A troublemaker?”
Sean returned his eyes to mine. “Well, I like your style.”
I felt a little blush creeping in my cheeks. As if realizing he
had said something he shouldn’t, he turned his gaze to the altar.
Damn it. The guy couldn’t just say things like that and then
leave me hanging. And why the hell was I thinking about that? The guy was
damaged, broken, depressed. And he was rude to me yesterday. As much as I
wanted, flirting with him was not right. Not until I helped him. Because I did
want to help him. In fact, I wanted to tell him I was going to the mansion
tomorrow night, and I would avenge his sister and his best friend. Hopefully,
knowing they were resting in peace, Sean would be able to move on.
“Come now, I assure you we’re
going to get to know each other very well.” He licked his lips.
“No, we’re not.” I looked him
straight in the eye. That’s when I noticed he had this same weird colored ring
in his eyes that Duncan had. I looked at the other men, they had the same
thing. Freaky.
“We are. And right now you’re
going to put your wrists together so I can bind them.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me.”
“Why would I do that?” I stepped
back. That turned out to be a mistake as I walked right into Duncan’s chest.
“Because you’d rather I didn’t
kill your friend.”
I noticed he said friend in
singular. Perceptive. Not that I wanted anything to happen to the guys.
“Please, just let us go. Is it
money you want? I don’t have much, but I’ll give you what I have.”
Jeryl laughed. “Money? You think
we want money from you?” He stepped closer just as Duncan wrapped his arms
around me from behind. “We want something more primal from you.” He held his
hand over my neck like he was going to choke me “Much more primal.”
“Don’t touch her!” Shaun yelled.
Jeryl laughed. “Showing concern
for the girl who rebuffed you? Humans are so interesting.”
“Like you’re not human?” Chad
asked.
“No. We’re not.”
In a flash, one of the guys
holding Reyna leaned her head back and rested his long sharp teeth on her neck.
Fangs. The guy had fangs.
Jeryl laughed at my obvious
fear. “Hold your hands out behind your back, or he bites.”
KISS OF AWAKENING by
Jennifer Snyder
Pulsating red lights lit the darkness
behind my eyelids, and I opened them to see what it was. Delvin’s aura was
throbbing. Its deep, dark red acting as a strobe light in sync with the beat of
my heart—or maybe that was his. Moving my hand through his hair, I noticed the
ring on my finger was a bright, glowing red as well.
A low sound emanated from Delvin as the
heat in my mouth cooled to a sweetness unlike anything I’d ever experienced
before. The red of his aura speckled with flecks of gray, and the rhythm Delvin
had set for us slowed.
While my mind seemed to gather all of
this, I couldn’t process any of it because something was happening to me. My
insides were burning and cooling as though I was suffering from an insane bout
of hot flashes. Every trace of the tequila I had consumed evaporated from my
mind and body until I was completely sober.
Delvin’s hands fell to his sides. The
edges of my dress he’d held fell to my feet in a swooshing motion. He grew
ridged in his stance. While his lips had long ago paused in their movement
against mine, I couldn’t pull back. I couldn’t stop whatever was happening. The
taste was amazing, and the rush I was getting—an incredible high I had never
felt before—rocketed me higher. Alcohol couldn’t touch this feeling, nothing
could.
Sarra Cannon writes contemporary and paranormal fiction with both teen and college age characters. Her novels often stem from her own experiences growing up in the small town of Hawkinsville, Georgia, where she learned that being popular always comes at a price and relationships are rarely as simple as they seem.
While Juliana Haygert dreams of being Wonder Woman, Buffy, or a blood elf shadow priest, she settles for the less exciting--but equally gratifying--life of a wife, mother, and author. Thousands of miles away from her former home in Brazil, she now resides in Connecticut and spends her days writing about kick-ass heroines and the heroes who drive them crazy.
Alyssa Rose Ivy is a bestselling New Adult and Young Adult author who loves to weave stories with romance and humor. Although raised in the New York area, she fell in love with the South after moving to New Orleans for college. After surviving law school and earning her masters in library science, she turned back to her creative side and decided to write. She lives in North Carolina with her husband and two young children, and she can usually be found with a cup of coffee in her hand.
Jennifer Snyder lives in North Carolina were she spends most of her time writing new adult and young adult fiction, reading, and struggling to stay on top of housework. She is a tea lover with an obsession for Post-it notes and smooth writing pens. Jennifer lives with her husband and two children, who endure listening to songs that spur inspiration on repeat and tolerate her love for all paranormal, teenage-targeted TV shows.
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