Please welcome my Guest Blogger Libby Bishop with Son of Thunder
~Blurb~
Her hunt for a murderer is his way home.
Rune is
the grandson of Thor, and just as strong. Exiled to the realm of Earth for
nearly killing his brother–it was a little misunderstanding– he has to find a
way to redeem himself so he can get back to Asgard. And when he
lands—literally—in the bed of a fiery redhead with an FBI badge, he realizes
that she may be the key to going home. But helping Liv hunt a killer has one
big consequence—chemistry. He can’t keep his hands off her, and there’s no way
they can ever be together.
Six years
ago, FBI Special Agent Liv Winter’s best friend was murdered. Since then, she’s
taken a two-week vacation around the anniversary of the death to try and solve
the case. She’s used every available resource. Yet, her friend’s killer is
still on the loose. She refuses to give up—willing to do almost anything to
bring the person to justice.
Apparently, almost anything includes trusting a god. And
while she might need Rune’s help with her case, there’s no way she’ll ever
trust him with her heart.
~Excerpt~
She walked
into the room just as he set the last bowl on the table. He pulled a chair out
for her and waved a hand over the food—roasted chicken, potatoes, and carrots,
as well as a large salad. “This was all I had to work with.” He folded his
arms, smirking a bit. “You’ve never had it like I’ve made it.”
She raised an
eyebrow as she took a seat, seemingly unmoved. “I’ve had this meal a thousand
times,” she said, putting the napkin on her lap. “It certainly smells
delicious, but what makes you think it’ll be different this time?”
He winked,
taking his seat. “Try it, then tell me what’s different.”
His words
were meant as a challenge, and she smiled as she picked up her knife and fork.
“All right, Rune. Let’s see what you’ve got.”
He waited
patiently as she started with a carrot, then a potato. All she gave him was a
“Hmm,” then she cut a piece of chicken. He was hoping for more of a reaction,
and frowned as she ate the chicken without so much as a glimmer of what she was
thinking, or how good he damn well knew the food was.
She appeared
to be completely unimpressed.
He growled,
angry at her non-reaction. How dare she insult his cooking in such a way? He prided
himself on his ability to make women practically fall on their knees in front
of him just from one bite of food. He shoved the chair back and stood, pointing
a finger at her, but stopped when she giggled.
“Sweet Odin,
Viking—you are touchy.”
“I dare you
to defy how good that is. Dare you.”
“Oooh, a
tantrum from a god.” She rolled her eyes. She picked up two carrots with her
fork and lifted them to her mouth, but paused before eating them. “How
original.”
That did it.
“Woman, don’t test me—I’m a god, and you’ll lose.”
~Book Trailer~
~Buy Links~
iBooks: http://apple.co/29SGMKF
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/29SGxix
~Bio~
Libby Bishop is a paranormal romance/erotic author.
She loves reading, writing, movies, Lindt dark chocolate,
autumn, the SyFy Channel (Haven and Bitten!), and spending time with friends
and family. She has one fat, fluffy cat who thinks she’s queen of the house…and
really, she is.
She also writes dark fantasy/paranormal/horror under the name
October Weeks.
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Thanks so much for stopping by, Libby. :)
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