Blog Tour; Singe





Singe by K.C. Stewart
 
Genre: Urban Fantasy/ Paranormal Romance 

Release Date: August 9, 2014

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Synopsis:

Hailey has been taken.

She was alive and had a dragon boyfriend with a shiny new body.
 Life was fantastic.
 Or it was until she was drugged and pulled right off the street.
 Hailey finds herself no match for the supernatural world. 
Will Dak come after her or did their latest battle of arrogance verses stubbornness ruin her chances of rescue?

Dacea has two Mates.

Word of his return was making its way through the dragon world and all the way to his runaway Mate.
 After hundreds of years of searching and wondering, Katherine was back and making herself at home. 
Dacea is stretched thin as he looks for Hailey and attempts to keep Katherine from moving in.

Silas has a secret.

His mind is set and he’ll tear through whatever gets in his way. 
With a little more research he hopes to have his suspicions confirmed. 
And when they are, his discovery will change everything.


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Excerpt

“Hailey! I know you are in there,” Dak’s voice yelled from the other side of the door. Her shoulders slumped in relief, then dread. She looked down at her outfit, fat pants and a sweatshirt. Now was really not a good time.

“HAILEY! Open this door.”

“I’d really rather not,” she said from the floor.

“Alright, then I’ll have my say from here.” He wouldn’t, she thought horrified. “Earlier you left because you thought I wouldn’t have sex with you-.”

“Get in here!” Hailey swung open the door while grabbing his shirt and in one hard tug she pulled him inside. “What the hell is your problem?” she whispered in case. “The whole floor probably heard—ummpppff.”

Dak cut her off with a kiss. One minute he was grinning like a boy who just discovered that dirt and water made mud, then he had her pinned against the door and assaulted her mouth in a very satisfying way. Hailey tried not to succumb to his lips, but they were just so firm and demanding.

When he backed away, she kept her eyes closed. That was the single most fantastic kiss of her life and she didn’t want to ruin it with the face of the man who put her in her reindeer pajamas.

“Oh Logan, you know you shouldn’t be here. If Dacea ever found out about our love, I would die.” Somewhere along in that sentence she became a southern debutante.

“Cute,” he said with a nip to her ear.

“Piss off,” Hailey responded and pushed him back.

“Oh, this is worse than I thought. Are those the reindeer pants?”

Hailey opened her eyes and glared at him. “What’s it to you?”

“I just didn’t know you were bringing out the big guns. Good thing I came prepared.” Dak held up a bag of gummy bears and her forgotten hat and gloves. “A peace offering.”

She wanted to smile. Her mouth tipped in response but she quickly turned it into a scowl. This is where things got tricky. If Hailey accepted the bag, would Dak think she had forgiven him? Because there was no amount of candy that could make her humiliation less horrifying, however gummy bears were the perfect snack for this kind of occasion, a much better choice than coffee ice cream.

“Fine.” Hailey grabbed the bag then turned towards the couch. She sat down on the very end and covered herself with a blanket. “Talk.”

Dak raised an eyebrow. “Very well, I have come to speak about the reason you left earlier.” She motioned with a decapitated red gummy bear to go on. “While I am more than pleased to give you hours of endless pleasure—and I think only of that for hours each day—I had not wanted to rush you into anything after your ordeal. However, I see now that I have been blind to your…needs.” Dak hit her with a look that had her toes curling beneath the blanket. “I apologize if I mistakenly took your eagerness to get to our bedroom as dissatisfaction in the rest of the house.”

In all honesty, Hailey was embarrassed by this whole fiasco. Never had she acted so brashly and wanton about sex. So to make it go away, she nodded her forgiveness and would never speak of it again.

Dak sat in the middle of the couch and pulled her towards him. “There’s something else, isn’t there?”

Yes. “No.”

“Liar,” he spoke against her neck.

The thing he was doing with his tongue rendered her incapable of speech. It swirled over her skin again and again, tormenting her. Under the blanket, his hands found her waist, then slipped under her sweatshirt onto her heated bare skin. A long, low moan drew from her lips.

“Céile,” Dak whispered on her flush skin. Key-le, as he pronounced it, was more than another word for Mate to her. When he said it, it wasn’t a title. It was a promise, a whisper, a declaration of what she meant to him. “Do you still want what you had earlier?”

She hesitated, “Yes.”

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