{"id":524,"date":"2022-08-13T07:26:37","date_gmt":"2022-08-13T14:26:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theskywriteshere.com\/?p=524"},"modified":"2022-08-26T15:09:44","modified_gmt":"2022-08-26T22:09:44","slug":"featuring-author-tina-donahue","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theskywriteshere.com\/index.php\/2022\/08\/13\/featuring-author-tina-donahue\/","title":{"rendered":"Featuring Author Tina Donahue"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Welcoming Author Tina Donahue to celebrate her new release Sinfully Hot! <\/p>\n\n\n

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Title: Sinfully Hot
Author: Tina Donahue
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Release Date: July 1, 2022<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A hotter-than-sin reaper. A badass demon. Hell doesn\u2019t get steamier than this. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zekiel owns the newest nightclub in the French Quarter. The decadent atmosphere draws the corrupt, their blackened souls just what he likes to reap.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jewel is not amused. Not only has Zekiel cut in on her territory, Satan\u2019s gotten hardcore, upping her quota. All hell\u2019s going to break loose if mortals don\u2019t start selling their souls to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The race is on. Zekiel claims victory and wants Jewel as his prize for one evening. Nothing forbidden. Nothing denied. In other words, the whole enchilada, including voyeurism and BDSM. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After the first promising look and lingering touch, they\u2019re goners\u2026even though they\u2019re supposed to be competitors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This book was previously published in a box set.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

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Excerpt<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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She stilled then stroked his arm. \u201cI\u2019m not leaving. You can\u2019t make me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow right you are. You\u2019re staying all night. That\u2019s what I won, an evening with you. My games. My rules. You forbid me nothing and don\u2019t hold anything back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zekiel\u2019s demand flooded Jewel with outrageous warmth. She got lightheaded and weak.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He trailed kisses from her ear to her temple, his lips velvety, his breath gliding across her skin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her lids slipped down. Bad move. She had to stop this before he went too far. Screwing around with him when he\u2019d been a possible conquest was one thing. Losing herself to lust that wouldn\u2019t go anywhere was another matter entirely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He turned her until they faced each other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She sagged into him, her boobs crushed against his massive chest, her slit snug to his rod and balls. Heaven. And a waste of precious time when she should corrupt mortal souls. She parted her lips to protest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He slanted his mouth over hers and did far more than claim. He possessed, spearing his tongue inside, entering her deeply.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Coherent thought vanished, the moment too delectable to resist. She wreathed his shoulders and buried her hands in his glorious hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They staggered to the right and left, trying to get closer, touching as much of each other as they could. He squeezed her breast and thumbed her nipple. Delight thrummed through her. Giddy, she enjoyed the delightful package between his legs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Someone bumped into them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zekiel growled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She suckled his tongue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He groaned like an oversexed teen then dove in for more passion. All man, he took what was his, cupping her ass, pulling her closer, her belly tight to his. Not even a breath could get between his sex and hers. The way it should be with lovers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Internal alarms rang. Dismissing them, she pushed his tongue from her mouth and filled him instead, sweeping his inner cheeks and teeth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

An uncivilized noise poured from him, deeper than any sound the music could make.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Reckless and wanting, she ground her hips into his, needing to crawl inside his body and become a part of his core, making him her new home, a shelter against every crappy thing in her life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Right.<\/em> He was a reaper, her main competition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Good luck getting over that hurdle. Once they fucked, she\u2019d be an afterthought to him, and a nuisance he wouldn\u2019t let inside his damn club.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Outrage and sorrow coursed through her. She tore her mouth free and gasped. Perfume, perspiration, and booze scents filled the heavy air. Beneath those fragrances were odors from too many vile souls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zekiel stood in the way of her getting even one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His breathing was rough, hair wonderfully mussed. She\u2019d pulled his tee from his jeans and unzipped his fly. No way did she regret that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He smiled lustily. \u201cMore.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

An eternity wouldn\u2019t have satisfied her. Better not to dream. She locked her knees and forced herself to stay put. \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Surprise then confusion raced across his face. \u201cWhy not? What happened between a few seconds ago and now?\u201d He pointed at her. \u201cDon\u2019t you dare say you didn\u2019t enjoy our kiss. You\u2019ll never convince me of that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The crowd hooted and whistled at the newest song. A skinny young man spun in place, lost his balance, and rammed into Zekiel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He waved his hand again. An invisible force pushed the kid away. Not once did Zekiel\u2019s attention stray from her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Damn, he knew how to make a woman feel important. She should lie about that and everything else but couldn\u2019t. \u201cOkay, so I did enjoy it\u2014you\u2014what we did. Satisfied? If you\u2019ll excuse me, I\u2019ve got work to do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot here.\u201d He cuffed her wrist and reeled her in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAw, come on. I\u2019m desperate. If I don\u2019t make my quota tonight, you have no idea the bad shit that can happen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pressed her hand to his chest, nothing but hard slabs of muscle. \u201cTell me what you\u2019re afraid of.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhy? You want to gloat worse than you already are?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI thought I was being nice.\u201d He eased her hair behind her ear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She slumped against him, hating herself for being weak and wanting him so badly. Oddly enough, he did seem to be a good guy with a wicked streak she honestly liked. \u201cLet me do my thing and then we can talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat\u2019s not the way competitions work. You haven\u2019t given me my prize yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t remember my tongue halfway down your throat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He laughed. \u201cI\u2019ll never forget it. But it was far too little.\u201d With his arm around her waist, he led her to the left.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She held back. \u201cWe\u2019re not staying here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cToo tame for what I have in mind.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A pulse beat deep within her channel, already slick from arousal, primed for his rigid cock. \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYep. Too noisy, too.\u201d He settled his hand on her tummy and skimmed her waistband. \u201cFirst, we go to a place where you tell me what Satan has in store for you. Then we play.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pain and pleasure. Sounded like a plan. And a recipe for disaster. \u201cI shouldn\u2019t. I can\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou will. Come on.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n

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Tina\u2019s an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes passionate romance for every taste \u2013 \u2018heat with heart\u2019 \u2013 for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher\u2019s Weekly,<\/em> Romantic Times<\/em> and numerous online sites have praised her work. She\u2019s won Readers\u2019 Choice Awards, was named a finalist in the EPIC competition, received a Book of the Year award, The Golden Nib Award, awards of merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competitions, and second place in the NEC RWA contests. She\u2019s featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer\u2019s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

On a less serious note: she\u2019s an admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, brakes for Mexican restaurants, and has been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally <\/em>while wolfing down tostadas. She\u2019s flown a single-engine airplane (freaking scary), rewired an old house using an \u2018electricity for dummies\u2019 book, and is horribly shy despite the hot romances she writes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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