Sunday 14th October 2012

The Ruthin Trilogy  by Tessa Stokes 

second edition launch 

Introductions first meet the author Tessa Stokes and learn a little about her.  
Tessa has lived in many places in the world because of her work, but currently resides in the United Kingdom where she was born.
She writes character driven stories, which are a genre blend of urban fantasy, paranormal romance, and real life. Her books are heavily romantic. Tessa likes to write erotic and paranormal romance as well as contemporary fantasy as she says this gives her more scope for happy endings, which she thinks we all crave. Tessa has always been writing something, academic curriculum, advertising copy, fiction, presently she writes paranormal romance/urban fantasy romance, and blogs. Tessa loves to wander around the ancient places, historical sites, and ruined castles of the UK where she often finds inspiration.

Now you know a little about the author lets jump in and have a look at the second edition releases of not one but two of the books in the Ruthin Trilogy.
Both books one and two second editions are available now.

Devon Ruthin and a Vampire in Love

 Volume one of The Ruthin Trilogy

A contemporary paranormal romance.
When a girl looking for love meets a lonely, but strange man, she has her suspicions about him, especially since he doesn’t seem to eat.
He’s not what he used to be, he’s totally reformed and lives amongst a group of ancient magical beings. Just what is he besides, gorgeous, sexy, intelligent and totally in love with her?
He’s a dress designer, a dot com businessman, a good friend, courageous, and he’s four hundred and some years old.
Fate has some weird twists in store for this couple but above all else it has a delicious love story.
Devon Ruthin finally hears from his very dangerous brother after twenty years. It’s not the reunion he would hope for, when Drew takes a liking to the girl Devon loves.
It’s not the reunion Drew might have hoped for either, because he discovers the woman he’s always loved lives in the same town as Devon, and begins a quest to win her back.
Drew Ruthin is a vampire and one of the worst kind, he’s also selfish and egotistical, he’s dangerous and not just because he’s out for someone’s blood, but because he’s subconsciously very unhappy. He knows his vampire community finds him pathetic; he’s losing power and status. His pain comes from his aching need for acceptance and love.
He has a funny way of showing it.
Attempting murder of his family members.
Seducing and draining any pretty girl he finds in his path.
It seems he will stoop to nothing when suddenly into his ‘undead life’ comes a girl, who although not destined for him, sets off a chain of events that does bring him everything his secret heart longs for.

 A little excerpt to tickle the taste buds.

Bliss watched Devon for twenty minutes as he walked up and down the length of his garden. He seemed to be able to do it very quickly, unless he turned and came back as he was in the dark part, where the garden lights petered out. What was he doing out there she thought and then she decided to go down to him. She wanted to be with him, she had come looking for love, and she thought she had found it. She was dilly-dallying around for no good reason. She pulled on the T-shirt she had worn that evening and her jeans. She put her feet into her canvas shoes and combed her hair, which was still a little wet from the shower. She went down to the kitchen and found the massive window only open by a meter. She went through it and waited for when Devon reached her.

Devon knew she was there even before he exited the dark area of the garden. He slowed down a little and concentrated on sensing her presence. Sometimes after he had drunk his health shake, he felt more in command of sensing a person’s emotions. She was definitely in love with him. She wanted him. He sighed in relief.

As Devon came out of the gloom Bliss walked towards him and put her arms around him, he put his arms around her. He felt her hair midway down her back still damp, and he held it in his hands savoring the softness.

“Bliss what are you doing down here is something wrong?” he asked her because he didn’t know what else to say. She shook her head, moving her arms to around his neck she kissed him. She molded her body against his.

She kissed him until she felt that overwhelming urge to tell him she loved him and then she did.

“Devon I love you, I have to tell you, I need you to know”, and then he was kissing her again and smiling. Then kissing her, and as he held her very tightly he whispered, “I love you too”. Bliss smiled before she kissed Devon again, and they stood close together holding each other’s face and kissing each other tenderly. Bliss began to unbutton the shirt Devon was wearing. She moved her hands across his smooth skin along the muscles of his chest. He felt cool and strong. She traced around his body with her fingertips, and Devon kissed down her throat and her shoulder.

Bliss moved to his lips to kiss him. She whispered close to his lips, “Come back inside let’s go to bed Devon, I want to be with you”.

Devon was captivated by this. He smiled and kissed her. “I want to be with you too Bliss”, he told her.

Holding hands, they went inside and Devon locked the window. He was thinking about his bed, was it actually made up, he couldn’t remember the last time he had lain in it. He generally slept for short periods in his chair or sometimes on the lawn. As they went upstairs and he put his arm around her waist Bliss felt very happy. It had been the right thing to do, to tell him she loved him, it seemed to her that he had been waiting to know how she felt about him.

Devon had decided that if his bed was not made up he would tell Bliss he was about to change the linen and had forgotten to finish the job. This was not good he thought; he didn’t want to lie to her right then.
When they went into Devon’s bedroom Bliss was struck by how empty it seemed. There was a bed on the side opposite the huge windows, and she noticed a chair set up so that Devon could sit and look out of them. Devon’s bed was made up with white linen that looked ironed. His quilt, also in a white cover was rolled at the bottom of his bed as if he did not use it. Devon held her face and kissed her so lovingly she felt like liquid. They undressed and held each other close suddenly desperate to feel each other’s body closer, and their kisses became more urgent.
Devon ran his fingertips along her skin and cupped her breasts in his hands. Bliss arched to him as he took a nipple into his mouth and a little moan escaped her it felt so good. She reached down to feel his erection in both hands and almost sighed with relief at finally being able to hold him like that. Devon groaned and found her lips with his. His kiss was hungry and he held her then around her hips to raise her as he put a finger into her moistness. Bliss gasped with pleasure and moved on his finger until Devon put another finger into her. His tongue was in her mouth and she was grasping him tightly and then stroking his erection wanting him inside her.
He laid her down on the cool bed and moved over her. Bliss put her arms up around him to press him to her body as she opened her legs wide for his entrance. She whispered her need to him and Devon wanted to give her what she asked for. He surged into her and they moved together as if they had always known each other, as if they were made to fit together and it felt so good they were both softly moaning.
Devon told Bliss he loved her so much over and over as he made love with her. Bliss was carried along in a wave of pleasure. She sought out his lips if he moved them from hers to her cheek or shoulders. They whispered to each other and groaned into each other’s mouth as the sensations overwhelmed them.
They didn’t let go of each other for a long time. Devon felt that he couldn’t let Bliss go. He needed her in his arms close against him. Bliss wanted that too, and she moved so that her face was against his, and so that she could kiss him as they whispered to each other. Devon held Bliss very close until she was asleep, and then he closed his eyes, and sighed. He wanted Bliss with him always. It had to have been fate that brought her to him. She had told him how she had set out to find love, or something that would change her life and arrived at the café. It was meant to be he decided. He kissed her and gently traced a breast with his fingertip. In her sleep Bliss moved towards him, wanting him. He moved his hand to rest gently on her lower stomach, his fingers almost against her moistness and he sighed. Everything felt so good.

Drew Ruthin and The Blood of Changes

 Volume Two of The Ruthin Trilogy

Drew Ruthin wakes to find he doesn’t remember a thing but at least his old friend Greta is there to help him remember.

They do a little hunting and Drew likes it.

He’s in for a shock when as the days go by after his reawakening he starts to change into of all things, a good guy.

It’s the legacy the ancient magical being Elise left him, but she doesn’t know it, and neither does he. He only knows he loves her and is desperate to get her back.

Drew’s journey from a dangerous being to what he becomes for Elise is full of angst, killing, and finally tenderness.

Can he win her back and what does a warrior mage have in mind for him?

In this second book of The Ruthin Trilogy Drew and Elise share some hot love scenes. Some tender moments and as she turns against her own people his brother Devon, who swore to kill him has a change of heart.

In the background the lovely, ancient, warrior mage Balthazar Crane finds love of his own and starts to mellow.

Another tantalising snippet to tease those taste buds even more 

Drew was driving home annoyed with his fruitless journey and suddenly hungry for blood and sex. He watched for a way of gaining both as he drove along and at the bus stop on the way out of the next town before the highway he saw a girl alone.
He pulled up alongside her and let his window down. He gave her a look that was an invitation to something wonderful. His voice was soft and kind. He exuded charm. “Do you want a lift somewhere? I think you may have a long wait there”.
The girl was about twenty and not prone to getting in cars with strangers male or female. She shook her head. “No thanks I’m fine”, and she looked away from Drew wishing he was not a stranger. Wishing she had met him down the basketball club or something, he was so drop dead gorgeous.
Drew didn’t leave.
“I’m harmless”, he lied, and smiled a smile so sweet it was like rain to a flower.
The girl had pepper spray in her bag. Her mom had some too. Their neighbors had acquired it after a break-in just in case the suckers came back when they were actually at home and not at the gym. They had insisted on giving her and her mom a can each. She thought about the fact that she could spray him if he turned out to be a monster and accepted the lift after all. She was going to the hotel just before the highway to meet with her friends, there was, she told Drew, a bit of a dance on that night.
Drew found himself interested. “A dance?” he said in a questioning tone.
“Is it open to anyone?”
The girl considered his obvious interest. It would be a real win to walk in with this gorgeous guy to the dance. Her friends would fall dead with envy.
“It is of course. You pay at the door and that’s it, stay all night if you want to, the DJ very often plays until dawn”. She glanced at Drew to gauge his reaction to this information.

If you wish to know more about the lovely Tessa and her writing you can pop over to the links below

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