REVIEW / GIVEAWAY Virtual Book Tour - Ardeur by Danielle Gavan

 

I am pleased to be able to host Ardeur by Danielle Gavan on my blog today through Bewitching Book Tours.

The next blog on this tour is Keeping Up With The Rheinlander's

Synopsis

Ardeur By Danielle Gavan Book 1 Abbey of Angels Born a necromancer… Sold by parents who wanted a normal child, Ardeur Lisle now hosts a demon and was trained to be a killer for hire. As an adult possessed, dreaming of escape and of a kind face from her childhood helps keep her sane. If she breaks free from her captors, what will this new world full of paranormal beings hold for her? Ridding herself of her demon parasite will be her first priority. A promise kept... Brody Callaghan never forgot the angelic blonde from his childhood. After years of military service, he swears to track down the face still haunting him from his youth. But Brody has a furry secret of his own; one unveiled with each full moon. Will the two hold onto love with danger, deception, and an obsessed angel driving them apart?

Excerpt

Chapter Twelve

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping on my windowsill and moved to slide out of bed to shut the window. The sharp pain in my temple and the thick feeling of my tongue when I pried it from the roof of my mouth were the first indications that something had gone down while I was sleeping. You got out again, didn't you? How are you doing this?

Shadekar's snide laugh slid like oil through my head and made me wince. “Nice jammies you've got there, Sister Mary Floozy Pants.”

“Jammies? What?” My eyes turned to look downward, and I jumped at the sight of the yards and yards of pristine white cotton that covered me from the buttoned collar at my throat to the frilly trim that dangled over my toes. “How in the hell did I get into this? I know you sure as hell didn't put me in it.” I fisted my hands in the soft fabric and looked around for clues as I pulled the nightgown off and threw it in the garbage bin. “What the hell?”

My bottom was covered in the most modest pair of underpants I had ever seen. They covered me from the top of my thighs to above the dip of my belly button with even more of the virginal white cotton. The crowning insult of the entire outfit was the matronly brassiere that had my chest in a strangle hold, the likes of which none of the bras I'd ever been forced to wear could compare with.

“Ooh, baby. Now that is some sexy shit there, Blondie.”

Shade, shut up. This is your fault. Who the hell did this to me?

A pair of dark blue eyes under a fringe of unruly black hair played behind my eyes and I groaned. Shade let me see Azrael carrying my sleeping form back to my room, wave his hand over me to change the outfit I'd had on to the one I'd woken up in before he put me in bed and left quietly.

“Damn it.”

It took me all of five minutes to get dressed, brush my teeth and run down the hall. I knew that Rae would be in his office by now. I threw the solid oak door open without knocking in my hurry to find out just what he'd seen while Shade had been in control. “Rae, what the hell hap…?”

My sentence stopped abruptly as I skidded to a halt behind a tall man with cropped brown hair and the widest shoulders I'd ever seen. “Oh, sorry. You have company - I'll come back later.”

Rae leaned over to peer around his guest and smiled when he saw me. “Afternoon Ardy, nice to see you're wearing more than what I last saw you in.” He waved at one of the chairs in front of his desk. “You might want to stick around. I think you know my guest - Brody?”

The big guy turned and I looked up into a pair of eyes I'd thought never to see again. There they were, the eyes I'd seen in my dreams every night and the dimples - oh, God. He still had the dimples and the roguish smile that had charmed me even at the tender age of six.

My right hand trembled and it rose to dart out and touch the solid chest that was level with

my face. “Oh, shit. You're real.”

Brody's laugh at my comment was rich, husky and warm like the whisky that I had the night before. His own hand, so much bigger and more tanned than my own pale one, came up and caught mine before I could snatch it back. “I'm real and damn happy to have finally found you, again.”

“Again, what?” I looked up at him, confusion clouding the blue of my eyes. “You found me before?”

Azrael rose from his chair and rounded the hand carved oak desk. “I'll leave you two to catch up. There are a few things I need to, um, yeah. I'm just going to go.”

If either of us heard Rae leave, we showed no sign of it. We stared at each other, mesmerized by the fact that we were finally together again.

“I brought your bag.” Brody held up the tattered and patched up satchel that had carried everything I owned for the last seven years.

It took a moment of confused blinking before I realized what he was talking about and was able to form a coherent thought. “I, um. How did you get it?”

He deposited the bag on the chair next to me and then reached to take my other hand inside of his large one. I couldn't help but look down at our hands and notice the differences between us, the obvious ones and the not so obvious, before I pulled my hands free and stepped back out of touching range. It wasn't because I didn't want him touching me; I just never allowed anyone to touch me, ever.

Brody was dark where I was light, callused where I was soft, and relaxed when I was freaked out despite being thrilled to see him. I opened myself up a bit to taste his energy and what I found had me stumbling back to look up at him, eyes gone wide with wonder. Whatever he was hiding behind the broad shouldered all-American boy looks had eyes that glowed gold when it had looked back at me.

“What are you?”

His eyes flashed gold at my question and then I knew. I felt warm fur brush across my skin and the scents of the forest blew over my senses. “Werewolf?”

“Yep. Just like the rest of my family.” He sat down in the empty chair and smiled up at me before reaching out to take my left hand in his. “Sit with me, please? I'll explain what I meant about finding you again.”

My denim-covered ass parked itself in the chair my bag was in and I pulled my hand from his. I reached back to jockey the bag around so I'd have more room to keep my trembling hands out of Brody's. I took advantage of the distraction to settle my emotions and smooth my frayed nerves before turning around to face him once more. “Okay, explain.”

He leaned forward, elbows on knees and let his hands hang loosely between us. I knew he was giving me the option to take them or not and he was going to be disappointed because I wouldn't, couldn't touch him back. I wanted to, so much, but the fear of rejection ran deep. Shade had been successful in that endeavor. I would never be comfortable with anyone touching me.

“Do you recall much about what happened just before your accident? Maybe someone was

calling out for you to stop?”

I nodded, the events before the BMW slammed into me replayed in my mind.

“That was me. The voice that tried to stop you from running out in front of that car was mine. I'm the one who called the ambulance and took care of you before it arrived. I stood outside the hospital every damned day while you were there, praying to a God that I don't believe in that you'd be okay.” He turned his face up toward mine and caught my eyes with his own golden ones. “If I hadn't had that bag of yours, I'd have never known to go see Dr. Martals or how to find you after you disappeared from the hospital.”

The mention of my doctor's name snapped my attention into focus. I pulled my bag around to my lap and ripped it open in search of the notebook that held the details of my life. It was the only place he could have found information about Celine and - oh, shit. “How much of this did you read?”

He at least had the decency to blush before responding that he'd read most of it and had seen that I'd remembered him throughout the years. “Even my birthdays. Why?”

“You were the only person who was ever nice to me; the only person in twenty five years to show me something other than contempt, disgust or fear.” Brody reached out to take my hand in his and I scooted back in my chair, the wooden legs scraping against the hardwood floor. I stood and hedged toward the door. “I'm sorry, Brody. I've been looking forward to seeing you again since that last time in school but, I can't. I'm too afraid that you'll reject me too once you know what I am.”

The doorknob was in my hand before I knew it and I was out the door, running down the hall without hearing the words that he spoke next.

“I know what you are and I'm okay with it.”

About the Author:

Danielle Gavan lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband of eight years and their two sons. Danielle has been writing since she was in middle school.

She loves a good book and is usually found with her nose in one. She has an extensive list of them on her book pile. When she's not writing or reading, Danielle keeps herself busy designing book covers and editing.

Her guilty pleasures are her favorite television shows Bones, House and Hawaii Five-0.

Danielle welcomes email and you may contact her at daniellegavan@rhpublishing1.com.

You can also find her hanging out on the forum she shares with Jennifer Feuerstein. The Crowded Minds is a great place to relax and have a little fun.

Find Danielle on the web:

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REVIEW:

Ardeur by Danielle Gavan is the first book in the Abbey of Angels series and has all of the supernatural beings I have come to enjoy and love.

Ardeur (Ardy) Lisle was born a necromancer. As a young child, her biological parents knew she was different so they used her for their own evil purposes before selling her to the highest bidder. If that wasn’t bad enough, a demon was summoned to inhabit her body for which she was turned into their personal killing machine. 

Ardy is determined to take back her life so set’s her well thought out plan into motion; after evading the men who had held her captive and using mental shields to block her Demon, Shadekar; she ends up on the run which results in her being run down by a car, healed by angels and finally ending up in Mount Angel Abbey - a safe haven for the supernatural. It is here she will be reunited with the person she had always remembered from her childhood, her protector Brody Callaghan.

Brody is an alpha werewolf and has never forgotten the memories he holds of Ardeur as a young girl, when he encounters her on the run and saves her after the accident, he makes it his sole purpose not to lose her again but he may have competition with the Angel of Death himself, Azrael who helps Ardy rid herself of the Demon but as a result is tied to her emotionally; he has strong feelings for Ardy and sees her as his mate but he also holds a secret to her past and one which could jeopardize any feelings she would hold for him.

I liked both of the main characters but felt Ardy seemed to weaken around Brody, she was a feisty and strong heroine from the onset but when she was with him she seemed to lack the qualities I found admirable in the beginning and despite her reservations about being touched etc. she fell all too quickly in lust and love with him without their relationship developing at a realistic pace. I also wasn't so fond of the nickname she had for him - Puppy just didn't do it for me. Despite this, I did enjoy them as a couple.

A number of feelings are evoked in Ardeur which conveys the emotions of the main character perfectly, the life Ardy had to live as a child was heart-breaking, what she had to endure up until she was rid of her demon and even in events which were to follow were horrifying.

I enjoyed the world building in Ardeur, it was interesting and unique and the many paranormal beings worked well together. It is a dark, gritty tale with a number of turns that kept the story flowing nicely and the HEA was quite sweet.

I enjoyed Ms Gavans simplistic writing style and the details she provided on the setting, scenes and locations. The main characters were likeable and you get a glimpse into the fascinating secondary cast as well.

I look forward to reading more books by Ms Gavan.

  

GIVEAWAY

Author Danielle Gavan has kindly offered an eBook copy of one of her novels - Ardeur, Cursed, Tarnished Tiaras or UnWrapped.

• Please leave a comment with your email address to make contacting the winner easier.
• Winner will be chosen using Random.org
• This is for International entrants.
• Giveaway will end on September 23rd at 11:59 pm aest.
• Winner will be notified by email and announced on my blog, you will have 48 hours to respond before an alternate winner is chosen.
• Good luck!!

 

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