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Sunday, November 27, 2016

Reborn Princess of the Blood Book One by Jane Ederlyn Book Tour






Reborn

Princess of the Blood

Book One

Jane Ederlyn



Genre: Paranormal



Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing



Date of Publication: 10/19/16



ISBN: 978-1-61935-861-4

ASIN: B01MEBSN40



Number of pages: 322

Word Count: 93,000



Cover Artist: Anna-Lena Spies



Tagline: Wary, high-heeled vampire finds sanctuary in the arms of a hot werewolf whose love ignites her worst nightmare.



Book Description:



Marie Josette d’Orgemont, cousin to Louis XVI, watched in horror, as a rogue creature took her husband’s life before turning on her. A powerful vampire swept in and spared her life, but she never suspected that surviving meant immortality or the price she’d have to pay to protect her surviving son.



Centuries later in Miami, with her family on the verge of extinction, Marie is preoccupied with the continuation of her human bloodline. When she meets sexy and persistent, Odin Ulfsson, his icy-blue gaze and burning touch are hard to resist.



Will a forbidden romance with the Nordic werewolf be the key to her happiness or will it set in motion a wrath that endangers not only her last human heir but her entire existence?






Excerpt



Marie Josette d’Orgemont maneuvered her black Bentley out of the South Beach traffic and onto the hedge-encased driveway of the Delano Hotel. Sliding in behind a glossy red Carrera, she killed the engine and turned in her seat to study her great-granddaughter, eight generations removed. “Are you ready?”

Abby nodded, but didn’t move. “I have something to tell you.”

Marie tensed. She knew of course. She’d known for days. But she clamped down on her emotions, so Abby didn’t read disappointment on her face.

What is it, ma chérie?”

Abby took a deep breath and blurted, “I’m not pregnant.”

I know.”

Yes, of course you do.” With her confession in the open, Abby’s shoulders sagged.

Marie leaned over the gearshift and cupped her chin. “You are tired. You should be home with your books and not out with me all evening.”

But you miss me when you go out alone.”

Abby was so protective you’d think she was the vampire and not the other way around. Marie smiled and brushed a light kiss on her forehead. “True. I always miss you. Let’s go then.”

They exited the Bentley and, after tipping the valet, ascended short steps past the porch with its beckoning white sofa. Indoors, the lobby stretched from end to end, dotted with massive white columns, flickering lights, and floor-to-ceiling curtains that reminded Marie of Versailles.

The white gossamer wisps billowed like ghosts as she glided past. She closed her eyes, giving in to the pull of her childhood home, of being reprimanded for chasing her cousin Louis down empty hallways. Princesses needed to appear as if their feet never touched the ground, as if they floated rather than walked. And they never, ever, ran. That was a long time ago.

Her hand went to the jeweled, cross pendant hanging between her breasts. It had been her mother’s and against her chest, it felt like the heartbeat she didn’t have.



About the Author:



Jane Ederlyn is the alter ego of a writing duo from South Florida.



Jane, a registered nurse by day, by night lives to create havoc and conflict in their stories, relentlessly strategizing ways to kill off one more character.



Ederlyn, a cruise-line professional by day, by night loves to plot meticulous happily-ever-afters for the hero and heroine, often battling Jane to save her favorites.



They can usually be found at their favorite Barnes and Noble sipping lattes and pondering “what ifs?” or at the mall shoe shopping.






Twitter: Jane Ederlyn @ediojeda





































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