Blood Flows Deep in the
EmpireSzolites Series – Book 1
N. Isabelle Blanco
Genre:
Erotica, Paranormal Romance
Publisher:
The Writer’s Coffeeshop
Date
of Publication: March 7th, 2013
ISBN:
9781612131450
ASIN: B00BQ0KJT0
Number
of pages: 210
Word
Count: Roughly 72,000
Cover
Artist: L.J. Anderson & N. Isabelle Blanco
Book
Trailer: http://youtu.be/GJBatEgJJPo
Dyletri, God of Fertility, has locked away his powers. No
woman is allowed to touch him, not until he can return his long-dead lover back
to life. All he has to do is sacrifice one human girl, a girl who unlocks his
powers and rips his dormant lust right out of his body. Trapped by his promise,
Dyletri has no choice but to watch Ismini die, no matter how much he wants her.Yet the darkness of his calling is spiraling within him, demanding he claim the human as his. If he goes back on his promise, the energy of the Fates will cause untold destruction in the Universe. That doesn’t change how Dyletri’s begun exhibiting symptoms that point to more than just lust. How does he allow Ismini to die when she’s come to own him from the inside out?
Desire and torment spiral into something much darker than obsession, more turbulent than an addiction, and something much more brutal than a mere soul-mating. As a war is being rekindled right under his nose, Dyletri will have to come to terms with a destiny eleven thousand years in the making. He thought he’d known what path his future would take, but he’d been wrong. Now the one woman he truly loves might pay the price for his decision.
Blood Flows Deep in the Empire is the first in a series that will pit free will against Destiny, Destiny against Fate, and love against brutal desire. Everyone likes to think they have a choice as to who they end up with, but as they rise to face the greatest threat they’ve ever known, even the Gods will learn they have to bend to Destiny’s whim to survive.
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Ladies and gents, please put together a warm, hussy welcome for this wonderful author...
Let's welcome... Ms. Blanco!
Tell us a little about your book?
What can I say that hasn’t already been said? It’s a complicated story.
In a nutshell, though, it’s the mix-mash of my love for all things Paranormal,
Action, Sci-Fi, Mythology…and sex. It’s definitely an Erotica novel.
How much emotion does it take from you to write?
Just finished part two of the series. *Inner android voice* Life Force: Drained.
What is your favorite part of the book?
The love scenes. Definitely. Dyletri was yummy and I loved spending time
in his head while he claimed his mate.
You can only pick 3 words for your main characters..what would they be?
*to describe your main characters*
Stubborn. Determined…Horny. Yes, I went there. LOL
Which was the easiest character to write and the hardest ~ and why??
They all fall into both categories. On one hand, there’s the things they
do that I totally agree with. Then, sometimes, they take on a mind of their own
and do their own things. At that point, I just gotta buckle up for the ride and
see where they take me.
How many books are you shooting for in this series??
I have 9 books planned right now, with the series being split into 2
parts: The Rise of the Szolites & The War of Erebus.
Of course, that’s never a for-sure type of thing. There could be more
books or there could be less. Just gotta see where it takes me once I get there
:p
What are you currently working on?
Just finished Book 2, Blood Stained Tranquility. My next book is a
Contemporary Romance/ Erotica named A Debt Repaid. Plan on finishing that one
before the year is done.
Do you have anything due to release soon?
I’m aiming to have A Debt Repaid out by September or October. Then I’m
hoping to have the next book in my Compulsions series, Compulsive Fascinations,
out by December or January. Blood Stained Tranquility is scheduled to come out
next year but we have to finish editing before a release date is confirmed.
What's one thing that you enjoy about writing?
Bringing these characters and their complicated worlds to life.
Since we're cover hussies....what was your first impression of your
cover?
I designed it along with L.J. Anderson. I saw the picture for it and
just died right there. I have a thing for…*Ahem* well-defined men. They make
Nyddi happy ^_^
What do you prefer ebooks or paperbacks?
Both. I love adding to my library and I love having the book on my
Kindle.
Is there a genre you would like to write but are a little apprehensive
to try?
Nope. I’m pretty much diving into all my favorite genres with this one
series alone J
Okay.... personal time!!!! Oh yeah, I go there... Hahah...
If you thought you were safe... Nah... Forgot it... Not a chance! We
will start off slow and easy, I promise!
What is on your night stand/dresser? Books. Lots of them. Now,
ask me what’s inside it and I’ll give you a really juicy
answer :p
What are you listening to you right now? Snake Skin’s “Bite Me”.
I fluv the weirdness of it!
What are you reading right now? Mila 2.0 by Debra Driza. It’s a
freaking…awesome…book! No sex in it, which hurts me on the physical
level I cannot describe, but it delivers in every other aspect.
What is your favorite season? Holiday? Season: Spring. Holiday?
Umm…any that I don’t have to be at the 9-5. More writing!
And what has been your best b-day present ever?? My son. He came
two months after, but whatever. Best thing I was ever given by far.
Hard and Quick Time! Don't think... Just answer! Okay, before we go this
route, I will get us a refill on our drinks... I will be right back...
You know you do... Quickie time... Think fast....
Are you a quickie kind girl? Depends on the situation.
Dark or Milk Chocolate? Milk chocolate
Whipped or Melted? Whipped. Oh yeah.
Straight up or with a twist - sex? Both girl. Gotta mix it up.
What's ur fave drink - in a glass or on him? DD’s Caramel Mocha
Iced Latte. If there was a him in the equation, I’d definitely
try to drink it off him.
Spank or Flogger? Both, please.
Junk or Health Food? The word “both” is the official theme of
this interview, I see…
Ties or Chains? I’m single. Been for a while. Ergo, you’re
causing me pain with the questions. But both, yes.
Leather or Lace? Please see answer above :p
Soft or Hard... Bed, where was your mind? You know damned well
where my mind is! LOL And hard…not talking about the bed, of course
Control or Be Controlled? Power struggle, bite & tug,
wrestle-mania please!
Hot Wax or Whip Cream? *Sigh.* You know my answer to this, yes?
Vampire or Werewolf? Hybrid! Mix that mofo up and unleash him on
me!
Twitter and/or Facebook? I spend equal amounts of time on…you
guessed it. Both.
Pinterest or not? Love it. One of these days, I hope to have
more time to spend on there. Check out my Nyddi #FLUV board. Abs, muscles, and
hotness galore!
Short Excerpt:
“You’re so beautiful, girl. Just looking at you drives me
wild.”
That new, demonic half of his voice had to be the sexiest thing she had ever heard.
His words were even more so.
Dyletri’s expression made her arch into him, made her want to believe him. His thumb caressed her lips, and before Ismini realized it, she was once again moving on instinct. She opened her mouth and tilted her head, sucking the digit right in. A shock of power shot into her mouth, almost as if she’d put her tongue into an electrical socket.
Ismini loved every bit of it. She sighed around his thumb, sucking it deeper.
Dyletri moaned, baring his teeth. She bit down on his flesh, her stare locked on his large canines.
She had no right to his blood, but Ismini wanted it inside her. That should have scared her. In reality, Ismini was too far gone for that shit. Fear had no place inside her. Only need and hunger.
And insanity.
Because that’s what he brought out in her.
His thumb slipped out of her mouth, and she pouted, a hungry mewl leaving her. Dyletri cupped her face, lifting her head and lowering himself onto her.
His lips stopped a mere breath away from hers, his exhalations leaking in between her lips and sliding over her tongue. Ismini froze, realizing what he intended. And knowing damned well that she had no experience when it came to kissing.
Dyletri sensed her hesitation, and he stopped, as well. Every inch of that big, hard body was touching her. He was breathing hard, and his brow furrowed as he stared at her. She could see that he was confused, that he was wondering why she’d stopped.
In that moment she wanted to kick herself for being such an idiot. She was afraid that what she was about to say would turn him off.
“I—I’ve never . . . I don’t know how,” she whispered, dropping her gaze to his lips. She couldn’t stand to see the reality seep back into his face.
But Dyletri surprised her. As he lowered his head, he held hers still, and he placed a gentle but intensity-filled kiss to her cheek. A spark of energy pulsed through every cell of her skin.
“I know,” he murmured, placing another kiss closer to her mouth. And another. And yet another. “I’m dying to be the first one to show you . . . dying to be the first one to taste you. To take you.”
He thrust against her as he spoke, licking the corner of her lips when he talked about tasting her.
Her mouth fell open, and she moaned. “Dyletri.” His lips landed on hers, and a groan escaped him, the sound hitting her straight on. She wasn’t sure who opened first, but it was definitely she who sucked in his bottom lip, pulling it between her teeth. With heavy-lidded eyes, she watched his lip curl. Another growl left him, and his incisors grew even longer.
Then his fingers on her jaw became almost brutal, forcing her open, holding her still even though all she wanted to do was attack him. The urge grew when his tongue slid in, moving against hers. It was hotter than any other part of him. Sinuous and sinful in every way.
All lingering uncertainty flew right out the window. Their breaths and moans mixed as her tongue connected with his.
Amazing. He was fucking amazing, and the way his tongue tasted was nothing short of sexual. She’d never had sex, of course, but her body knew that was what he tasted like. Ismini swirled her tongue around his, opening her mouth further for him and tilting her head.
Dyletri thrust against her, over and over, his dick pressed right where she needed it. His tongue mimicked the movement of his hips, making her tighten her legs around him and pull him close.
Every moan out of his mouth was like a bolt straight between her legs. Every rock of his hips was answered by one of her own. Her hands traced every muscle on his back, fondled every ridge.
So much power.
She could feel him holding back. She knew it was probably because she was human and he had the power to break her and yet, she wanted him to. She needed him to. She was dying for him to just slam into her with everything he had until there was nothing left of her.
Dyletri pulled his head back, one elongated tooth stinging Ismini’s lower lip as he gave her a gentle bite. She cried out, the thought of him tasting her blood sending her into a frenzy.
It was an instant deluge. She began thrusting against him, her nails digging into unyielding flesh. Her moans escalated. Her orgasm was right there and already washing over her.
Until he pulled away. Again.
A growl rumbled behind her words, warping her
voice. “Dyletri.” He laughed darkly, looking way too amused for her liking. “I
swear to fucking God—”
He grabbed on to the waistband of her pants, his fingers harsh. “I am your fucking god!” Oh . . . oh my . . . “You’re not coming until I let you to, got it?”
That new, demonic half of his voice had to be the sexiest thing she had ever heard.
His words were even more so.
Dyletri’s expression made her arch into him, made her want to believe him. His thumb caressed her lips, and before Ismini realized it, she was once again moving on instinct. She opened her mouth and tilted her head, sucking the digit right in. A shock of power shot into her mouth, almost as if she’d put her tongue into an electrical socket.
Ismini loved every bit of it. She sighed around his thumb, sucking it deeper.
Dyletri moaned, baring his teeth. She bit down on his flesh, her stare locked on his large canines.
She had no right to his blood, but Ismini wanted it inside her. That should have scared her. In reality, Ismini was too far gone for that shit. Fear had no place inside her. Only need and hunger.
And insanity.
Because that’s what he brought out in her.
His thumb slipped out of her mouth, and she pouted, a hungry mewl leaving her. Dyletri cupped her face, lifting her head and lowering himself onto her.
His lips stopped a mere breath away from hers, his exhalations leaking in between her lips and sliding over her tongue. Ismini froze, realizing what he intended. And knowing damned well that she had no experience when it came to kissing.
Dyletri sensed her hesitation, and he stopped, as well. Every inch of that big, hard body was touching her. He was breathing hard, and his brow furrowed as he stared at her. She could see that he was confused, that he was wondering why she’d stopped.
In that moment she wanted to kick herself for being such an idiot. She was afraid that what she was about to say would turn him off.
“I—I’ve never . . . I don’t know how,” she whispered, dropping her gaze to his lips. She couldn’t stand to see the reality seep back into his face.
But Dyletri surprised her. As he lowered his head, he held hers still, and he placed a gentle but intensity-filled kiss to her cheek. A spark of energy pulsed through every cell of her skin.
“I know,” he murmured, placing another kiss closer to her mouth. And another. And yet another. “I’m dying to be the first one to show you . . . dying to be the first one to taste you. To take you.”
He thrust against her as he spoke, licking the corner of her lips when he talked about tasting her.
Her mouth fell open, and she moaned. “Dyletri.” His lips landed on hers, and a groan escaped him, the sound hitting her straight on. She wasn’t sure who opened first, but it was definitely she who sucked in his bottom lip, pulling it between her teeth. With heavy-lidded eyes, she watched his lip curl. Another growl left him, and his incisors grew even longer.
Then his fingers on her jaw became almost brutal, forcing her open, holding her still even though all she wanted to do was attack him. The urge grew when his tongue slid in, moving against hers. It was hotter than any other part of him. Sinuous and sinful in every way.
All lingering uncertainty flew right out the window. Their breaths and moans mixed as her tongue connected with his.
Amazing. He was fucking amazing, and the way his tongue tasted was nothing short of sexual. She’d never had sex, of course, but her body knew that was what he tasted like. Ismini swirled her tongue around his, opening her mouth further for him and tilting her head.
Dyletri thrust against her, over and over, his dick pressed right where she needed it. His tongue mimicked the movement of his hips, making her tighten her legs around him and pull him close.
Every moan out of his mouth was like a bolt straight between her legs. Every rock of his hips was answered by one of her own. Her hands traced every muscle on his back, fondled every ridge.
So much power.
She could feel him holding back. She knew it was probably because she was human and he had the power to break her and yet, she wanted him to. She needed him to. She was dying for him to just slam into her with everything he had until there was nothing left of her.
Dyletri pulled his head back, one elongated tooth stinging Ismini’s lower lip as he gave her a gentle bite. She cried out, the thought of him tasting her blood sending her into a frenzy.
It was an instant deluge. She began thrusting against him, her nails digging into unyielding flesh. Her moans escalated. Her orgasm was right there and already washing over her.
Until he pulled away. Again.
A growl rumbled behind her words, warping her
voice. “Dyletri.” He laughed darkly, looking way too amused for her liking. “I
swear to fucking God—” He grabbed on to the waistband of her pants, his fingers harsh. “I am your fucking god!” Oh . . . oh my . . . “You’re not coming until I let you to, got it?”
About the Author:
N. Isabelle Blanco was born in Queens, NY (USA). At age 3,
due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she had
already begun to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she
had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into
every aspect of her life. An avid reader in her teens, a fascination with
Japanese anime eventually led her to the universe of fanfiction.
Her on again, off again hobby for the next ten years, She amassed a following of fans that, by her own admission, she would never be able to live without. It was those fans who encouraged her to step beyond the fanfiction realm and try her talent in the publishing world.
N. Isabelle’s first ebook, “Destructively Alluring”, came out July 2012, followed by "Addictive Lunacy" in September. The third novella in this debut series, "Allure Magnified," is due in November 2012 and her first full-length novel is due out next spring.
Certain not to disappoint, “Blood Flows Deep in the Empire” is a fast-paced, erotically charged thrill ride from cover to cover. Look for in both print and ebook formats on March 7, 2013.
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