This week’s Author Profile is a bit late. Its been a really hectic week and I apologize for its tardiness. I am profiling Gena Showalter this week because her new book Wicked Nights comes out on Tuesday. This is the first in her new series, Angels of the Dark.
Gena Showalter is a National Bestselling author. She has written 8 different series’ that vary from Young Adult to Paranormal Romance. She published her first book at age 27 and has since published many more books that have been New York Times and USA Today best sellers. In looking into biographies about Ms. Showalter I have found that she is an immensely private person. There is very little information circulating about her. What I did discover was that she has become more focused on her faith since an illness in August of 2011. I would recommend reading her Healing Testimony on her website. It is very moving.
Ms. Showalter lives up to all of the accolades she has gotten. The stories and worlds she creates are always very detailed and complete. Her characters are thoroughly constructed and this allows for you to develop an affinity for them and their world. I have read all of Ms. Showalter’s Lords of the Underworld Series and look forward to her newest series Angels of the Dark. This new series is an off shoot of the Lords of the Underworld. I am going to share with you an excerpt from my favorite Lords of the Underworld book, Darkest Surrender and a description of Ms. Showalter’s newest book due out Tuesday, Wicked Nights.
Here is an excerpt from The Darkest Surrender:
In the kitchen—Kaia skidded to a halt, her heart banging frantically against her ribs. Strider. Gorgeous, sexy Strider. He sat at the pool table she’d plucked from his fortress her very first visit there and now used in the breakfast nook. Food was scattered in every direction, from bags of chips to cheese slices to candy bars.
He wasn’t looking at her, hadn’t even glanced at her, but he had stiffened when she’d stepped inside. “I figured that, since these things were here, they were acceptable for you to eat,” he said. “Which means I more than kept up with you. I outwitted and surpassed you.”
“Thanks,” she said dryly. How disappointing. The one time she wanted her man to forget he had a brain, he remembered.
She leaned against the doorframe and crossed her arms over her chest. Her stomach tightened, threatening to growl, but she remained in place, waiting. Only when he’d gotten a good once-over would she move.
“In a minute. I’m enjoying the view. You should give it a try.”
He tensed. “There’s a note from your sister on the fridge. She said she’s in the heavens with Lysander, and she’ll see you in four days for the games.”
“What games? Never mind,” he rushed out before she could reply. “Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. What perfume are you wearing? I don’t like it.”
Asshat. “I’m not wearing any perfume.” And she knew he loved it. He had a weakness for cinnamon, something she’d noticed while stalking, uh, hanging out with him. Within hours of learning that little tidbit, she’d stocked up on cinnamon-scented soap, shampoo and conditioner.
“Stop enjoying the view and come eat,” he said through clenched teeth.
He’d closed the blinds over the only window and flipped on the overhead light. Natural sunlight complemented her skin the best, but— Oh, who was she kidding, acting all modest? Any light complemented her skin.
“Kaia. Come. Eat. Now.”
Gods, she adored that authoritative tone. She shouldn’t. She should hate it—barbarians weren’t supposed to be attractive to modern women—but still, she shivered. “Make me.” Please.
Finally his gaze skidded over to her. He was on his feet a second later, his chair sliding behind him. His mouth floundered open and closed, and his pupils dilated. He licked his lips. He reached out to grip the edge of the table, his nostrils flaring as he fought to breathe. “You… Your… S***!”
Every pulse point hammering, she twirled. She knew what he saw—rainbow shards dancing hypnotically over every inch of visible flesh, the blush of health and vitality…the promise of seduction. “You like?”
As if in a trance, he moved around the table and stepped toward her. Closed the distance…stopped just before he reached her and cursed.
And now for Ms. Showalter’s newest book, Wicked Nights, due June 26th, 2012:
Leader of the most powerful army in the heavens, Zacharel has been deemed too dangerous, too ruthless, and if he isn’t careful, he’ll lose his wings. But this warrior with a heart of ice will not be deterred . . . until a vulnerable human tempts him with a carnal pleasure he’s never before known.
Accused of a crime she did not commit, Annabelle Miller has spent four years in an institution for the criminally insane. Demons track her every move, and their king will stop at nothing to have her. Zacharel is her only hope for survival, but is the brutal angel with a touch as hot as hell her salvation—or her ultimate damnation?
If you enjoy reading Karen Marie Moning, J.R Ward or Larissa Ione then you will enjoy Gena Showalter. She has many books to choose from, but I personally love her Lords of the Underworld and would recommend reading them first. You won’t regret it.
For more information about Ms. Showalter you can go to her website: www.genashowalter.com. For information about or for purchasing the Lords of the Underworld or Wicked Nights you can go to Barnes and Noble, Amazon or any other book retailer.