I am the biggest slacker ever, also with the memory of a goldfish, because I should have posted this two days ago. I AM SO SORRY, PRIYA. *grovels on hands and knees and begs for forgiveness*
Anyway. Aside from my lateness, I have epic goodies for you!! Yeah, LOTS. I looooove goodies. Okay. Moving on, again.
First, about Priya's debut novel, Dracian Legacy:
Ren and Axel are caught between two powerful magical races: one destined to end the bloodshed, the other out for vengeance.
Seventeen-year-old Ren Pernell is prophesied to end the war between the Dracians and the Telalians. So when a Dracian, Axel Knight, is sent to find and bring back the prophesied one before she turns eighteen and Telalians discover of her existence, unexpected sparks start to fly between the two. Once Ren finds the truth behind Axel’s arrival, she wants everything to do with him and nothing to do with his mission.
Things prove to become difficult as Ren’s life is constantly threatened by the Goarders, humans who sold their souls, a Proxy Succubi, and the leader of the Telalians, who has been searching for her as well.
With the clock ticking and Ren’s life in jeopardy, it is no longer just a mission for Axel. It becomes a personal endeavor to save the only one he’s ever loved. In a heart racing ending, they must find a way to evade the preordained war that won’t also end Ren’s life.
Sounds great, right?? Well, you can buy your copy here:
Okay. Next I have an exclusive DELETED SCENE featuring a little bit of summin' summin' by the name of Dean. (Seriously, I read this again and think WHY HAVE I NOT FOUND THE TIME TO READ THIS BOOK YET? It's because I'm insane, but 'nuff about me. This post is all about Priya. AND DEAN.)
So, here it is: (Oh, it's also unedited.)
Deleted Scene Chapter 21 beginning:
I dabbed the fog that smoked the mirror and lifted my arm over my head. I winced. My eyes zeroed in under my ribcage where red and blueish-purple bruises the size of huge fists formed. I wrapped a towel around me and walked into my room and stepped on the weight scale.
“You’re the last person that should be checking weight.”
I jumped in surprise, almost dropping the towel. My heart raced feverishly, like the beat of a drummer’s finale. I narrowed my eyes toward the corner where Dean sat under the shadow of the night. He placed the book on my night stand and stared hungrily.
“What the hell Dean?” I held my ground, not wavering at his penetrating assessment as he slowly took me in from head to toe. “Get out. I need to change.”
“No.” His voice was hoarse.
He took three strides, closing the distance between us. My heart hammered against my chest now that we were standing almost toe-to-toe, with only a piece of fabric covering my naked body. He tilted his head to the side, his jaw clenched. His eyes traveled down to my lips and over my features.
His hand reached, like they had a mind of their own. My eyes darted to his outstretched hand, in almost a panic and he froze like he had felt the change in my emotion. He balled his hand into a fist. His forearm bulged with pure muscle that turned his knuckles white. He let out a heavy sigh, dropping his hand to his side, and rolled his head back closing his eyes. He pivoted on his heels, dragged his feet out of my room and closed the door with a click.
I let out a deep breath. What the hell was that? I grabbed the first available night clothes—Sponge Bob capris and black tank—and scrambled to get dressed. When I opened the door, Dean leaned against the wall across from my room. Without glancing toward me, he pushed off the wall and walked past me going directly out the window onto the roof. Unbelievable. I grabbed a robe to cover me from the cold air, that’d jab against my skin like needles, and stepped over the window sill out into the open.
“I thought you said you don’t date.” He gritted through his teeth. His voice was low and controlled, but I could hear the pain in it. “What’s so special about him?”
I sighed and sat next to him, wrapping my arms around my waist. I shivered when a icy breeze passed through me.
“If I remember correctly, you dumped me after kissing me and we weren’t even going out.”
His jaw clenched. “You’ll never let that one go, will you?”
“He makes me incredibly happy.”
He didn’t respond, just stared out into the dark cold night, his features as expressive as a rock.
I sighed. “We should go rock climbing soon. It’s been what, five years since I last kicked your butt.”
He smiled. “That was a lame attempt at changing the subject... Besides, you won one time in the course of our lifetime. And that too because I let you win. Don’t count on me feeling sorry for you again.” He teased.
“Oh, you’re so on.”
A smile curved up on his lips. See we could still be friends.
Hummmmmm SEE??? *fans self* angry Dean is kinda yummers. Okay. MOVING ON.
Giveaways. Yes! The lovely (and understanding) Priya has a freaking awesome giveaway happening tour wide, so enter now for your chance to win:
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If you want to keep up with the tour, here are yesterday's stops:
Tiffany Loves Books @ http://Tiffanylovesbooks.wordpress.com - Book Review
Active Amateur Chef @ http://activeamateurchef.wordpress.com/ - Book Review
Beth Ann Masarik @ http://www.bethannmasarik.com - Romance – Excerpt
The Book Goddess @ http://jana-thebookgoddess.blogspot.com/ - Character Interview
My Guilty Obsession @ http://myguiltyobsession.blogspot.com/ - Chapter 1- Part 2
And finally, a little about Priya herself:
Priya Kanaparti was born in India, grew up in Detroit, and is now settled in Boise, ID. She attended Wayne State University for her undergrad degree in Bachelor of Science in Biology, and University of Phoenix for her Masters in Business Administration. Priya works as a project manager in software field during the day and lives in the world of her characters during the nights and weekends.
She had found the love for reading and writing in 2012, when she stayed home with her son and needed something to occupy those ‘downtime’ hours.
She loves playing tennis on a good summer day and chess during the cold winters, but reading and writing has become a year round hobby.
She lives in Boise with her husband, son and a Yorkie. Dracian Legacy is her debut novel.
Feel free to visit her blog at: http://priyakanaparti.com
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