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Monday, November 26, 2012

GUEST BLOG and Giveaway: Vonnie Davis


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Vonnie will be awarding a $25.00 Amazon gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on her tour.


You won’t believe this email. I’m sitting in a French safe house, eating caviar and drinking champagne with handsome government agent, Niko Reynard. He’s wearing nothing but silk pajama bottoms and mega doses of sex appeal. I’m in big trouble, little sister. He’s kissed me several times and given me a foot massage that nearly caused spontaneous combustion. I'm feeling strangely virginal compared to the sexual prowess this thirty-year-old man exudes.

When I came to Paris for a bit of adventure, I never imagined I’d foil a bombing attempt, karate-kick two men, and run from terrorists while wearing a new pair of stilettos. I met a German musician, a gay poet from Australia, and the most delightful older French woman.

Don’t worry. I’m safe…the jury’s still out on yummy Niko, though. The more champagne I drink, the less reserved I feel. What an unforgettable fortieth birthday!


Read an excerpt from this book:

Suddenly, screams followed by loud thumping and books falling filled the bookstore. Niko sprinted in the direction of the high-pitched shrieking, gun in hand. He bounded up the steps and rounded the corner. “Aly! Aly! What the hell.”

He skidded to a halt. One of the well-dressed men he saw entering the store earlier was on the floor, books covering most of his body. His companion was staggering, holding his hands over his eye and screaming like a banshee as blood ran down his face.

In the corner stood a pale and trembling Aly, her frightened blue eyes dominated her face. “They…they grabbed me! Said they’d kill me if I resisted. I…I karate kicked them.” She swallowed, obviously trying to gain control. “Kung…kung-fooed the hell out of them, too. And…and…”—she pointed to the screaming man still on his feet—“I think I poked his eye out with one of my stilettos.”

Niko ran a hand down his face, keeping it over his mouth to hide the smile. What a piece of work. He wanted to laugh. He wanted to hug her. And damned if he didn’t want to shake the daylights out of her for stepping out of his sight. Hadn’t he told her to stay with him?

“You okay?” Niko’s gaze swept over her, looking for injuries. He fought the urge to pull her to him and embrace her until her trembling stopped. Frankly, if he were honest, his nerves weren’t the greatest right this moment, either. When he heard her scream earlier, cold fear did a free-fall straight through his system.

About the Author:
Vonnie Davis holds a degree in English with a concentration in technical writing from Penn State. She is retired and has traded in her technical writer’s tailored clothes for the feather boa of a romance writer. Her debut novel, Storm’s Interlude, was awarded the HOLT Medallion Award of Merit in two categories: Best book by a Virginia author and Best Mainstream Single Title. She lives in southern Virginia with her husband, who is also a writer.

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Debby said...

I loved the excerpt. Nothing like a woman who can handle herself.
debby236 at gmail dot com

Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thank you for hosting today.

Vonnie Davis said...

Thanks so much for hosting me today as I promote this fast-paced romantic suspense. Debby, I love a kick-ass heroine, don't you?

Sandra Dailey said...

I haven't had a chance to read the book yet, but I'm already in love with Niko. I can't wait!

Ingeborg said...

Loved the excerpt, I want more.


MomJane said...

This story sounds exciting and also lots of fun.

Vonnie Davis said...

Hi Sandra. I'll be eager to hear your thoughts after you read it. I love Niko, too, even though he woke me up often in the middle of the night to tell me he'd never act that way. His complaining prompted me to rewrite scenes I'd thought were okay. Of course he was right, his way was better...grrr.

Vonnie Davis said...

Ingeborg, I'd love for you to read more. Good luck in the drawing!

Vonnie Davis said...

Jane, I love stories that also make me chuckle at spots. Do you read Janet Evanovitch? I only read at bedtime now that I'm writing fulltime. When the bed starts shaking from my laughter, my husband rolls over and says, "Are you reading that Evanovitch woman again?" She's such a trip!

Shannon Ro said...

I love it when the heroine can rescue herself. Thanks for sharing the fun excerpt

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Vonnie Davis said...

I'm with you, Shannon. When I started reading romances back in the 60's, the heroines were weepy, wringing their hands wimps. Women were starting to burn their bras in protest of being treated as "less than" members of society, so reading about women who weakened our gender was irritating. My heroines are always strong willed and carry their attitude well in stilettos or hiking boots.

Anonymous said...

Looks very intriguing!


Anonymous said...

Thanks, Vitajex.

Catherine Lee said...

"I think I poked his eye out with one of my stilettos." LOVE IT! What a great line. They may make running tough, but they make great weapons.
catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

Vonnie Davis said...

Thanks, Catherine. I love that my heroine between "Chapter One" and "The End" learns how strong she really is.

Mary Preston said...

I do love this excerpt. Stilettos can be very useful.