Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Blog Tour: Fury's Kiss (New England Furies #1) by Nicola R. White

Blog Tour:
Fury's Kiss
(New England
Furies #1)
by Nicola R.
Aug 8th - Aug 18th

Massachusetts has always been a nice place, a safe place - a boring place. At
least to waitress Tara Walker, who dreams of more excitement than slinging
plates of seafood for Cape Cod tourists. But as Tara learns when she is
attacked and forced to fight for her life, fate sometimes has a funny way of
giving you exactly what you wish for. Faced with strange new powers and
embroiled in a murder investigation, Tara must now race to uncover the secrets
of the ancient Fury that has woken inside of her - and of the evil that stalks

As if Tara’s life hasn’t gotten complicated enough, she is forced to ally
herself with Jackson Byrne, witness to her assault and uncle to a pint-sized
oracle whose fate is intertwined with hers. Sceptical, stubborn, and
oh-so-sexy, Jackson wrestles with demons of his own. He is determined to ignore
the attraction rising between them even faster than the body count, but like it
or not, he and Tara need each other if they are to unravel the mysteries that
surround them.

Alecto whispered again.

voice was persistent, persuasive. But this wasn’t like the night before, when I
hadn’t realized
was happening. My actions were my own, no matter how much she whispered in my
ear. Whatever I
to this guy, I couldn’t blame it on her.

looked at my blood-smeared reflection in the mirror over the sink, then down at
the man I held at
length, and made a choice. Whoever Tara Walker had been before last night,
were different now. 

was a Fury and my instincts screamed at me to kill."


Jackson leaned in toward me and I forgot about the gun altogether. I bit my lip
hard. This was
So, so stupid. I was supposed to be getting rid of him, not giving in to what
felt like a bad case of
teenage hormones. I looked up at him and opened my mouth to tell him to stop,
but the words
in my throat as I inhaled another breath of his clean, male scent.

braced himself against the door with one hand and pressed himself against me.
He ran his other hand
my thigh and over my hip, stopping at the waistband of my jeans. He was hard
all over,
where he pressed against my belly, long and thick. I reached up and dug my
fingers into his
My head spun, but I didn’t tell him to stop."

R. White is no stranger to the fantastic. Although there are no Furies in her
family tree (that she knows of), she comes from a small city on the east coast
of Canada where ghost stories and superstitions abound. She has worked on movie
sets, as a bartender, in a lighthouse, and as a lawyer, and though she’s never
been an exotic dancer like her character, Alex Hughes, she does know how to
pole dance.

She has always been fascinated by the strange and morbid, and often stays up
too late reading books that give her nightmares. She believes truth is stranger
than fiction, and just a few of her heroes are Buffy, Dana Scully, and Xena.

Nicola is a member of Romance Writers of America and Romance Writers of
Atlantic Canada, and is an active member and supporter of the award-winning
Romance Divas website and online forum.

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