The Lakeland Witches Box Set Blitz and Giveaway
by K D Grace
(@kd_grace)
When the mist descends on the high fells of the English Lake
District, danger lurks. Demons, witches, ghosts and more gravitate to the
powerful Elemental Coven – some as friends and allies, some as deadly enemies.
The battle in the mist is a battle for power and love and lust, but most of
all, for Tara Stone and the Lakeland Witches, it’s a battle for survival.
At last the entire Lakeland Witches Saga is available in a box
set. One giant chilling, sizzling, dark and lusty binge
read available now for preorder with release set for 29 October. Make it your
Halloween Treat.
Giveaway:
To promote pre-orders for The Lakeland Witches Box Set, I’m giving away a
$30/£20 Amazon gift voucher. Comment for a chance to win! Pre-order your copy of The Lakeland Witches
Box Set for a chance to make the author VERY happy. J
Pre-order from
Amazon: http://mybook.to/lakelandboxedset
Sex is magic for the Elemental Coven -- powerful magic. But will
it be enough to defeat the hate-driven demon determined to destroy them with
the very magic of their own lust?
Body Temperature and Rising Book:
1 of the Lakeland Witches Series
American
transplant to the Lake District, MARIE WARREN, didn’t know she could unleash
demons and enflesh ghosts until a voyeuristic encounter on the fells ends in
sex with the charming ghost, ANDERSON, and night visits from a demon. To help
her cope with her embarrassing and dangerous new abilities, Anderson brings her
to the ELEMENTALS, a coven of witches who practice rare sex magic that
temporarily allows needy ghosts access to the pleasures of the flesh.
DEACON,
the demon Marie has unleashed, holds an ancient grudge against TARA STONE,
coven high priestess, and will stop at nothing to destroy all she holds dear.
Marie and her landlord, the reluctant young farmer, TIM MERIWETHER, are at the
top of his list. Marie and Tim must learn to wield coven magic and the numinous
power of their lust to stop Deacon’s bloody rampage before the coven is torn
apart and more innocent people die.
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Riding the Ether: Book 2 of the
Lakeland Witches Series
Cassandra
Larkin keeps her ravenous and dangerous sexual appetite secret until she
seduces Anderson in the mysterious void of the Ether. Anderson is the
sexy, insatiable ghost who can give her exactly what she needs.
But
sex is dangerous in a place like the Ether…
When
the treacherous demon, Deacon, discovers the truth about the origin of Cassandra’s
powerful lust, he plots to use her sex magic for revenge on Tara Stone and the
Elemental Coven, who practice their own brand of sex magic.
Cassandra
must embrace the lust and sexuality she fears and learn to use its power. Will
she stand with Anderson, Tara, and the Elemental Coven against Deacon’s wrath
or suffer the loss of friendship, magic and love?
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Elemental Fire: Book 3 of the
Lakeland Witches Series
Obsessed
with revenge, KENNET LUCIAN makes a deal with a demon, a deal he comes to regret
when he meets TARA STONE, head of the Elemental Coven, and a powerful witch
with a desire for revenge at least as great as his. Even though the attraction
between the two is magnetic and the lust combustive, Kennet must betray her to
accomplish his goal, which is ultimately her goal as well; to put a final end
to the demon, Deacon’s, reign of terror. But can Tara trust the man who has
wormed his way into her heart and the heart of the Elemental Coven? Can she
trust LUCIA, the demon with whom Kennet is allied, a demon with her own agenda.
The path to Deacon’s destruction is far from clear, and the price that must be
paid to be free of him forever may be too high, even for Tara Stone.
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Demon Interrupted: Book 4 of the
Lakeland Witches Series
What
secrets does a man have that would cause him to chooses to live under a spell
that magically erased his past? When that spell is broken Ferris Ryder must
choose to remember all that he was, all that he has done and all that drove him
to willingly forget. If he chooses not to remember, the consequences will be
dire for himself and the Elemental Coven, who are now his family.
Is
the mysterious Elaine, who both fears and desires Ferris, a ghost with a past
all her own, or merely a figment of his fevered dreams as he struggles against
time to remember the past he fears or destroy the very people for whom he chose
to forget.
Excerpt 1 from Body Temperature
and Rising:
She was half way up the porch
steps when she changed her mind, squared her shoulders and headed for the
stables.When he saw her, he surprised her
by scooping her into his arms, holding her tight, so tight she could barely
catch her breath. A sense of relief rushed over her, a feeling that she wasn’t
in this alone, and she held him tight right back.‘I was so scared,’ he spoke
against her ear, his voice thick with emotions. ‘I didn’t know what they’d do
to you, if they’d follow you, and I didn’t know where you’d gone or where to
look for you. I couldn’t bear the thought of it happening to you. What happened
to Fiori.’She said nothing; she wasn’t sure
she could speak without blubbering.‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered against
her hair. ‘This is not how I wanted it to be. This is not what I wanted you to
know about me.’‘What?’ She pulled away enough to
look up into his eyes, ‘Tim I don’t blame you for any of this. I still don’t
know what to think about it all. I don’t know ...’ Her voice drifted off. ‘Do
you think we should go to the police?’‘And tell them what?’ he said
stepping back. ‘We’re the only ones who know. We’re the only ones who can tell
they’re dead. To anyone else Fiori and Sky look as real and alive as you and I
do, as real as that Anderson bloke you let plough you. He must have been
impressed, the way he fought me.’This time the clench in her
stomach was anger. ‘You son of a bitch!’ She shoved him with the flat of her
hand and he yielded, perhaps too shocked to do anything else. She shoved him
again. ‘What the hell business is it of yours who I let plough me anyway, and
for your information, yeah, he liked it just fine. Like you care.’ She shoved
him again, and the mare looked up from munching her breakfast. ‘Lest we forget
that you ploughed Fiori. Oh that’s right, I forgot that was different. She
wasn’t dead when you fucked her, so that makes it all right.’She saw his face darken, and in
her own mind’s eye, she saw the woman’s tragic death, and for a split second
she wished she hadn’t said anything, but damn it, he was such a bastard. ‘First
you treat me like I don’t exist, then you go all big brother on me like I’m too
delicate and soft-brained to take care of myself. Well I have news for you, Tim
Meriwether, I was taking care of myself for a long time before you decided I
needed looking after.’ She shoved again, and this time he grabbed her with such
force that she felt the bones in her neck pop.With her forward momentum, he
stumbled over an uneven paving stone, lost his footing and went over backward
into a manger full of fresh hay, pulling her on top of him.Before she could shove and claw
her way to her feet, He grabbed her around the waist and rolled, pinning her
beneath the weight of his body. He gave her no time to think about it, but
pulled her into a bruising kiss, forcing her lips apart, probing her hard
pallet with his dexterous tongue, biting her lower lip before he came up
fighting for the breath to speak. ‘I think about you a lot, Marie,’ His chest
rose and fell in hungry gasps. ‘But I promise you, none of those thoughts were
even remotely brotherly.’She bucked underneath him and
clawed at his shirt. ‘Then do something about it, damn it, and stop toying with
me.’ Several buttons popped and flew across the stable floor. He forced her
legs apart with his knee, moving it up to rub against the crotch of her jeans.
She shoved his shirt open and arched up to him as he pushed her T-shirt up and
manoeuvred and tugged, forcing her breasts free from her bra into his splayed
hands and hungry lips.She fumbled with the fly of his
jeans, sliding an anxious hand into his boxers. He huffed a breathless grunt,
and the muscles low in his stomach tensed as she closed her fingers around his
engorged penis and began to stroke.He had just began the anxious
efforts with her own fly when suddenly the stable door slammed shut, and the
light bulb overhead exploded in a shower of fine glass plunging the two into
total darkness. Marie yelped, and Tim cursed. As
they fought their way to their feet, the mare screamed, and they could hear her
struggling.Tim vaulted over the manger’s
edge seconds before Marie, calling back to her. ‘Get the door. Get it open.’Struggling to secure her jeans
with one hand, Marie felt her way along the perimeter of the stable toward the
door. The relief was short-lived when her fingers closed around the handle, and
it wouldn’t budge.‘It’s locked,’ she shouted above
the desperate cries of the mare.‘What do you mean, it’s locked,’
Tim shouted back. ‘It doesn’t have a lock. It can’t be locked.’‘I’m telling you it won’t open,’
she yelled back, feeling an icy chill blasting her from behind. With one final
tug, the door gave and she tumbled backward on her arse. The sharp knife-edge
of light that shot through the darkness was blinding, like a flashbulb going
off, leaving a deep bruised after image dancing in front of her face, an after
image of Deacon.She cried out and crab walked
backwards, as he stepped toward her, unfurling his bullwhip, in what seemed
like endless slow motion.Then from somewhere beyond the
blinding light, Tim grabbed her beneath the arm pits and hauled her to her feet,
pulling her protectively to him, manhandling her until his back took the brunt
of the whip’s lash, as it cracked like thunder even above the horse’s terrified
screams.Marie felt his body tense, jerk
and go rigid, felt his heavy pull of oxygen.
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Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?
When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She also enjoys martial arts, reading, watching the birds and anything that gets her outdoors.
KD has erotica published with Totally Bound, SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Sweetmeats Press and others.
K D’s critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, Fulfilling the Contract, To Rome with Lust, and The Pet Shop. Her paranormal erotic novel, Body Temperature and Rising, the first book of her Lakeland Witches trilogy, was listed as honorable mention on Violet Blue’s Top 12 Sex Books for 2011. Books two and three, Riding the Ether, and Elemental Fire, are now also available.
K D Grace also writes hot romance as Grace Marshall. An Executive Decision, Identity Crisis, The Exhibition, Interviewing Wade are all available.
Find K D Here:
Websites: http://kdgrace.co.uk/
http://www.thebritbabes.co.uk
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