Night Thief by Lisa Kessler BLOG TOUR

 

Hi guys, I have something wicked for you.  You know that from time to time I like to read some very good but also very adult books, well this is one of those times.LOL!!!

Night Thief is a novella of the Night Series, book 1.5 to be exact,and is available right now!!!!!

Blog Tour

File Size: 248 KB

Print Length: 109 pages

Publisher: Entangled Publishing (Ever After) (September 28, 2012)

Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.

Language: English

ASIN: B009J7PC4O

After the fall of the Mayan civilization, Kane, an immortal Night Walker, has taken refuge in France for over 800 years. The modern world holds little interest for him until the night he meets the Golden Thief and is robbed of much more than his pocket watch. Marguerite Rousseau is living a double life. By day she is the assistant to an eccentric French artist, Antoine Berjon, and by night she dons elegant evening gowns to woo French dignitaries before lifting their wallets. Sparks ignite when Kane captures the thief, but Marguerite harbors a dark secret that could ruin them both.

I can´t wait to read this, I Loved loved Night Walker if you don´t believe me you can take a look at my review HERE.

 

Yes I want to read about kane and if you guys want to do it too, you should go buy this book right now.

 

ohh I almost forgotLisa Kessleris going to stop by to talk to us in a  little while and along with an amazing interview she has a HUGE GIVEAWAY for us. now, how about taking a look at part of the firt chap.in order to spark your interest?
this is just a super small  part of chapter one. but OMG what a part .

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Traveling down a dimly lit hallway, he found the room opened to reveal large brick ovens. In the far corner, she sat at a table with a single candle, spreading coins and jewelry pieces across the surface. The flame danced in front of her, casting a warm light over her fair skin. He took a quiet step closer, enticed by a stray curl of her golden hair resting on the soft curve of her breast. A crease marred her brow and her lips pursed together as she sifted through her night’s earnings.

“I believe that pocket watch is mine,” he said.

She gasped and popped up from the table. Her surprise melted away quickly, replaced by a well-practiced mask of charm.

“You frightened me, Monsieur.” She plucked up his gold pocket watch from the table. “I found a satchel in the street filled with these trinkets.”

The sound of her voice thrilled him, and he realized he’d been eager to see her again. Strange. He took a step toward her, wanting to feel closer to her, even if only in proximity and only until she fled. “No, you found the watch on my vest while we danced tonight.”

“You are mistaken, and you insult me.” She lifted her chin slightly, enough to imply her shock at his accusation.

Kane narrowed the distance between them, surprised when she didn’t retreat. Her scent overwhelmed him with an alluring blend of roses and spice as his gaze slowly traveled up her body. Her dress was a rich emerald green color, fitted at the waist, her corset supporting her modest breasts. Even with the oversized skirt and sleeves, she remained a petite flower, though far from fragile.

She wore her golden hair up in a loose knot, with stray curls falling down her neck and framing her large round eyes and high cheekbones. Nothing about her was subtle or forgettable like a thief should be.

When he took the watch from her hand, he noticed a flush of color rising from beneath the velvet choker on her neck. Enticing. “You are a flamboyant thief.”

He never saw the slap coming.

“How dare you!” Her hands balled into fists at her sides.

Kane smiled and reached for her hand, drawing her soft fingers to his lips. Her struggles were nothing against his inhuman strength. Pressing a cool kiss to her knuckles, he stared into her eyes.

“Forgive me for being so rude,” he murmured. “You are the most lovely, delicate, and beautiful thief I have ever seen.”

This time, he caught her other wrist before her slap made contact with his cheek. Her bright blue eyes widened. “Let me go.”

“Not yet.” He tipped his head slightly. “I have a confession to make.”

“You?”

He released her. “I have been watching you, waiting to make your acquaintance. I wore my watch tonight hoping you might take it from me.”

A crease marred her brow. “Why?”

“Because you intrigue me. I have never met a thief quite like you.”

Her eyes searched his, and for a moment, he thought she might apologize for taking his property.

“I did not steal your watch.” She set her chin. “I found it.”

Marguerite placed the watch in his palm, and she closed his fingers around it. Glancing at his hand, she frowned.

“Your skin is cold.” She released him. “Are you sick?”

He shook his head. “I am well.”

She went back to the table and gathered her other treasures. “It is good fortune that our paths crossed again so that I could return your watch. Sadly, I will still need to find the other owners.”

“We could give the items you found to the police.”

“No!” She snatched up the satchel and hid it behind her skirt. He watched her clear her throat and her composure returned with her charm. “I could not trust another person with these valuables. Tomorrow, I will go back and inquire with the host to see which guests might be missing their belongings. It is the only way to ease my mind and know they will be returned to their rightful owners.”

“How thoughtful of you. With Le Voleur D’or stalking the streets of Paris, they probably fear their belongings are lost forever.”

Her back straightened and her lips pressed together as if she were a royal princess. It was all he could do not to kiss her. What was wrong with him? He should be angered, or in the least, willing to turn her over to the police.

His shoulders tensed at the thought of an officer touching her.

She cleared her throat. “What do you know of Le Voleur D’or?”

He stepped in closer to her and kept his voice low. “I have been told she has golden hair and her beauty is so blinding that no one notices her pluck their wallets from their pockets. I also understand that she charms her victims until they no longer care that she has lightened their coin purses.”

He tipped his head down. The scent of her hair and the sound of her heartbeat enticed him. Kane ached to taste her. Such an unusual woman. He bit back his desire and whispered near her ear. “Is my description far from the truth?”

She met his gaze. The candlelight flickered in the clear sea-blue of her eyes. “Perhaps you were not charmed enough, Monsieur Bordeaux.”

“In my rush to find you, I was nearly run down by a coach.”

She glanced down at the watch in his hand, then met his gaze again. “You do cherish that watch.”

He bent closer to her, until his lips nearly brushed hers. “It was not the watch that I was after.”

Her eyes drifted closed and she whispered, “Was it for the honor of capturing Le Voleur D’or and having her arrested?”

“No.” His voice sounded husky, his throat tightening as her warm breath caressed his cool lips. “I have no desire to capture such a glorious thief.”

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Excerpt extracted from Entangled Publishing book page HERE



Now speaking of things amazing I have a wicked guest here today,Lisa Kessler agreed to stop by and show us something never before seen, she traveled and met lots ofpeopleand among thosepeople she met Kane and was super amazing cause she interviewed him for us... YAY!!!

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Hi everyone –

Thank you to Karla for giving me the blog spot today!

I’m going to take you back in time… The year is 1840.  We’ve traveled to Paris to interview Kane, the hero of my new novella, Night Thief.

Thank you for allowing us to visit with you tonight… 

*Kane almost smiles*  It is my pleasure.  *He gestures to a chair. His mostly unbuttoned shirt opens slightly to show his tan toned chest.*

Thank you. *getting settled, I try really hard not to stare at his chest…ahem* I know you are no fan of vampires. Can you explain the difference between a Night Walker and a vampire?

*No trace of a smile now. He paces back and forth while he speaks.* Vampires are leeches. They bring their human frailties into an immortal existence and most fade into madness. They’re ruled by superstition, burned by blessed water, and frightened of wooden stakes.

*He turns and makes eye contact. His eyes are bright blue. Mesmerizing.* Night Walkers were placed on the earth at the beginning of time with the Maya. My brothers and I are upholders of the mortal world, North, South, East, and West. In my world, I was the God of the East.

We were not “made” immortal. We “are” immortal. Night Walkers also have a spirit animal, shifting our form when we please.

*I scoot to the edge of my seat* What is your spirit animal?

*The corner of his mouth quirks up into a crooked smile that almost makes me blush* That might spoil the story, no?

*I break eye contact to avoid blushing* You’re probably right. Can you at least tell us a little bit about how a Mayan immortal ended up in Paris?

*He sits down across from me and pulls his shirt open exposing a scar over his heart.* I bear the Demon’s mark. A reminder of her power. We trapped her in the earth, but not before our people were weakened by her thirst. When the Spanish threatened, there were no armies to stand against them, so my brothers and I were forced to separate to the four corners of the earth to keep our world alive in us. *He lowers his hand, his shirt covering the scar again.* I landed in France. I have been here for over 800 years now.

Do you ever wish you could go back home?

*A petite blond woman enters and stands behind Kane’s chair. She rests her hands on his shoulders and offers a polite smile. Kane looks up at her and grins.* With Rita by my side… I am home.

*My heart flutters a little.* Thanks for your time…  We’d better get back to 2012.

Shew!  I hope you had fun time traveling with me! J

http://www.amazon.com/Night-Thief-Series-Novella-ebook/dp/B009J7PC4O

 
FOR THE GIVEAWAY

Do you have any questions for Kane? I’ll do my best to get you answers…. And one commenter will win a free eBook copy of Night Thief!  Woot!

Lisa 

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Lisa Kessler is an award winning author of dark paranormal fiction. Her debut novel, Night Walker, won a San Diego Book Award for Best Published Fantasy-Sci-fi-Horror as well as the Romance Through the Ages Award for Best Paranormal and Best First Book.

Her short stories have been published in print anthologies and magazines, and her vampire story, Immortal Beloved, was a finalist for a Bram Stoker award.

When she's not writing, Lisa is a professional vocalist, performing with the San Diego Opera as well as other musical theater companies in San Diego. You can learn more at http://Lisa-Kessler.com

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