New release from Sofia Grey – Two Nights in Houston

 

For anyone who enjoys rock romance or contemporary romance. It was short but had all the feeling of a full length book.

 

The next in my Event Horizon series is released today. Two Nights in Houston is a romantic novella that ties up some loose ends from Lying in Shadows. It’s fun to read as a standalone too 🙂

Annnddd… it includes a sneak peek at the next in series, Covering the Lies, due out later this year.

 

Available for $0.99 on all major platforms.

 

 

Rock God Alex is in love with Sylvie, the bass guitarist in his band. Alex longs to tell her how he feels, but with the change and tragedy that have shaken her world, it never feels like the right time.

Event Horizon’s two-night layover in Houston could either be the perfect opportunity, or the mistake that pushes her away.

 

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Read the first chapter FREE on your kindle: HERE

 

Excerpt

Sylvie made her escape from the press conference. She waved to the crowd, and barged past the assembled support crew, apologising as she went. She was looking for one person, and there he was. Matt, her oldest brother, travelling with the band for this leg of the U.S.A. tour. Today she was meeting Rico’s family, and Matt was going with her for moral support.

“Hiya.” Matt’s achingly familiar Manchester accent washed over her. “Isn’t Alex joining us?”

“No.” She didn’t ask him. “Let me grab my bag from the dressing room, and then we’ll go. Are you ready?”

“Sure.” He gazed at her. “But I thought he said—”

She didn’t want to lie, so she improvised. “He’s busy. Can we go, please?” Sylvie ducked into her room, picked up the brightly coloured bag of gifts and her tiny handbag, and then paused to examine the reflection staring back from the huge mirror.

She wore her usual skinny jeans with flat sandals and a close-fitting tour T-shirt, and the supremely efficient air conditioning brought goose bumps to her arms—or was that a bad case of nerves? She swept her wild hair into a loose ponytail and smoothed the escaping strands back from her face. They refused to comply.

Her gaze was drawn to the tour poster hanging on the wall, the four band members shown in profile—Mick, with his bare, musclebound arms and shining bald head; Charlie beaming his cheeky panty-dropping smile, while running one hand through his short, spiked blond hair; Alex, his grin so sinful it should be illegal and his eyes of the darkest brown. Thick dark hair cascaded to his shoulders, framing a strong face with thick brows and a tidy goatee that made his lips even more delicious. AJ, Rock God. Adored by millions, and at the top of his game after eighteen years with his band.

And then there was Sylvie, staring into the distance, a secretive smile on her face. She’d been thinking about Alex during the shoot.

She glanced back at the mirror. What happened to Sizzle, the confident rock musician? No matter what she did today, she looked like a frightened young girl.

She found Alex waiting for her in the corridor, an innocent expression on his handsome face. “You don’t mind if I come with you? I’d like to meet Rico’s family.”

Oh God. Alex was who she really wanted by her side, supporting and comforting her, but she had to wean herself off him. He’d been so solid. So firmly in her corner and unshakeable in his determination to look after her. He turned into another big brother, alongside Matt and Jimmy. When she considered the other band members too, she was awash with protective males.

Sylvie pasted a big, cheerful smile on her face. “I’d rather you didn’t. I want to keep this… private.” She could kick herself at the stupid choice of words when she saw the flash of hurt in his eyes.

“Sure,” he said finally. “We’ll go another time, yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ll see you later.” Aware that if she stayed any longer, she’d cave and ask him to come after all, she headed down the corridor to Matt who emerged from the restrooms. Well done, Sylvie. Nicely handled. Not.

“Oh,” said Matt. “There’s Alex. Maybe we should—”

She pulled on his sleeve. “Are you coming, or do I go by myself?”

Look what’s been unleashed on my blog…

UNLEASHED – a Fangs ‘n’ Fur novella

 

 

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I’m THRILLED to welcome Sotia Lazu to my blog, to celebrate the release of her latest novella.

 

Beautiful Body

 

Grayon is ousted from the only life he knows, for trying to do the right thing. The Earth plane is his punishment, and both his human and wolf nature hate the smell of London and long to return to The Forest, but for now he has to accept the hospitality of the local vampire Master and the annoying undead chick that comes with it.

Raven loves nothing more than control. Her life was all mapped out, as was her death. The only thing she hasn’t planned for is this hot piece of shifter that grates on her nerves, with his cocky grin and sculpted body.

Vampires and shifters were enemies till recently, and some still consider this to be the case. It’s up to Grayon and Raven to decide if they will hate each other or…

Buy from Amazon

 

 

Book title: Unleashed (a Fangs & Fur novella)

Author: Sotia Lazu

Release date: 27 November 2015

Publisher: Acelette Press

Genre: Paranormal Romance

 

Excerpt

Grayon’s head throbbed. His heart hurt. His body ached with the effort to keep the wolf down.

 

Chivalry had gotten him ousted. To Earth.

 

Where fucking vampires roamed.

 

Right on cue, the one in front of him took a step closer. Grayon jumped to his feet. The only vampires he knew had fought on his side, after their kind and his became allies. That had been back in his plane, though. For all he knew, this bloodsucker was out for Grayon’s blood.

 

“Chill out, pooch. I mean no harm.” Her giggle grated his nerves.

 

“I’m not a dog, and I doubt you could hurt me, Deadgirl.” He hunched his shoulders and lowered his body mass, preparing for a fight, if that was what she sought.

 

He relaxed when she stepped out of the shadows and within his field of vision. She barely came up to his clavicle and had to weigh less than a werefox in animal form.

 

His smirk was still forming on his lips, when she swept his legs from under him and landed him on his ass. His head thunked on a tree root. “Ow.”

 

The vampire came to stand next to him. “See? I can totally hurt you.” She was even shorter than he’d thought and balanced her weight effortlessly on chunky six-inch heels. Tight black leather stretched over her generous curves, and the tips of her jet-black hair were bright blue.

 

“What? You got a concussion now?” She nudged him with the toe of her lace-up boot.

 

Grayon growled. He rolled to the side and was back on his feet in no time, glad his head and sight were now clear. “Next time I’ll be ready, bloodsucker.”

 

It seemed as good a line as any, to end the unpleasant exchange with. He made a show of turning his back to her and hoped she couldn’t tell he had no clue where he headed. At least he had a plan. Once he put some distance between himself and the annoying female, he’d try to figure out exactly where the witch’s spell had landed him. He was pretty sure it’d be a terrible place. After all, the witch followed Xenon’s instructions, and Grayon was in the pack leader’s shit list these days.

 

“Like you know where you’re going.” The vampire’s voice came from ahead, and Grayon cursed under his breath. “I heard that,” the vampire said.

 

“Good. Now hear this too. Go the fuck away, or I’ll rip your head off.”

 

“Rude.”

 

By the time he realized she was rushing him, he was on his ass again.

 

“You weren’t ready this time either.” She crossed her arms and looked down at him.

 

 

About Sotia

Photo 3-6-14 - 11 05 39-Sotia loves romances with a twist and urban fantasy novels, always with vivid erotic elements. Her favorite characters to write are not conventional hero-material at first glance, and she enjoys making them fight for their happiness.

She shares her life and living quarters with her husband, their son, and two rescue dogs, one of which may be part-pony. Sappy movies make her bawl like a baby, and she wishes she could take in all the stray dogs in the world.

Also, she hates mornings!

 

Faking it…….

Not that sort of faking it…. * rolls eyes *

I live in New Zealand, one of the most beautiful countries in the world, and the sheer magnificence of the scenery usually inspires my writing. But I’ve hit a problem. I’m trying to write a Christmas-themed novella about a wolf shifter trying to get home in a snowstorm after being injured in a trap.
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I’m thinking about snowy landscapes, log fires, and Christmas carols. Here, the sun is shining, lambs are gambolling, cherry blossoms adorn the trees. Doh!

Maybe I need to look elsewhere for inspiration?

 from Marathon Man

from Marathon Man

There’s a great story that when Dustin Hoffman was involved with the movie Marathon Man, his character was depicted as looking like he had stayed awake for three nights. Dustin, being a method actor, decided to stay  up for three nights in real life in order for it to look more realistic.

When he came to the set, Laurence Olivier (An actor some consider one of the greatest in the world) asked him why he looked so tired and Dustin told him. Olivier paused for a moment, and then made the famous statement, “Try acting, dear boy…it’s much easier.”

So, as I mentally throw another log onto the fire and reach for an ice cream instead of a mince pie, I could try the following to get into the right frame of mind:

  • reading books set in winter; the colder and more snowy, the better
  • ditto with movies; that one with Jake Gyllenhall battling against the freak snowstorm will be perfect
  • taking a cold shower and pretending I’m caught in a blizzard
  • try defrosting the freezer…

On second thoughts, I’ll fake it. Pass the mulled wine please…..

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(all images, except film still,  courtesy of 123rf.com)