Sunday, November 30, 2008

Win An E-Book Reader

Amira Press is giving away a free e-reader!

Between December 1, 2008 and February 14, 2009, purchase any book from the sponsoring authors listed below and you will be entered to win an e-reader from Amira Press.

When you purchase any of the sponsoring authors' books from our Web site, simply email customerservice AT with your name and order number, and you're entered. If you purchase more than one book from the sponsoring authors, you will be entered for however many books you purchased.

Click on an author's name to view their books. Winner will be announced on February 14, 2009 just in time for our Valentine's Day Celebration, our Anniversary!

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Crymsyn Hart
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Sunday, November 16, 2008


My life has been crazy these past four days. Me and hubby have hardly been home. Which is a nice thing in itself to know that we've been busy and able to get out of the house.

Thursday we ended up going to visit some friends and see their new baby. Plus we were able to visit with other friends from back home. That was nice. Her baby is so cute. But it doesn't make me want one. But he's so tiny.

Friday: Well we had a long day at work. The weather sucked. Hubby didn't work becuase of the rain which sucked even more, but oh well can't yell at mother nature. Well you can, but it won't do any good and she might get pissed and shoot lightning at you. So I raced home, grabbed hubbie, and we spent the next hour and a half on the road in traffic because people freak here when it starts to rain. The drive should have taken us like 40 minutes. Anyway. We went to this Pagan group that I found. And we were there for a couple of hours. The people are really great and I am having such a better experience than I did a couple of years ago with the other pagan groups I tested in the area so I am happy about that. Hubby liked it too I think so I might get him to go back. The only draw back is the group is like 35 miles away, but ahh who cares. Gas has finally come down. We're sitting at 1.89 right now.

Saturday dragged hubby to volunteer for my work. That was a couple hours of cleaning and stuff. I dont mind the volunteering. Actually it's great to help out the community and stuff, I hate the fact that it's "mandatory" at work. So we did that and came home and I tried to write most of the day and did okay. I'm working on something else for one of my publishers. I'm really supposed to be studing for a class for work. I have to pass a test by the 5th and then hope I have time to take another class to keep my insurance license current. I think I'll do okay. I hate the studying though.

Today hubby took me to the local Ren Faire for my b-day. We go every year and it's always a lot of fun. They had these carved wooden dragons I'm aiming on getting next year. Of course when we went to the faire last year I was inspired and poof a book came out of it. That book is going to be available next month called an Eternity of Shadows. I'm very happy about that. Anyway today was great and already people are threatening me on bugging the shit out of me becuase tomorrow I'm turning 30. But that doesn't realy scare me either. I'm okay with it. Now I have to finish a book which I'm no where near geting down because it's taking on a life of it's own and figure out what the hell am I going to have for dinner.

Oh the count down to Twilight has begun. I have the day off from work to go see it on Friday. And then CHEESECAKE!!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

The reviews are in! YEAH!!

I got some awesome new reviews that I wanted to share with everyone. Check them out!

Whispers in the Dark:

"...The third book of the Raven Saga brings deeper emotions and passions. This is one of those stories that was able to caress my heart and radiate warmth within me. Crymsyn Hart never cease to amaze me with her ideas and smooth words. Whispers in the Dark is definitely a must read book and I would not be surprised if it ends up on your favorite book shelf too."
5 Tombstones -reviewed by Amy
Bitten by Books

Through the Mirror: Circus Diabolique
"...give this book 4 tombstones. Ms. Hart’s description of the characters is well written and creates a vivid picture in the reader’s mind. She does an admirable job of drawing the reader into the story and writing a gripping tale. While there is some adult content in this book, it is well written and adds to the development of the characters relationship.

I have to admit, after reading the first few pages, I was a little hesitant to continue the book. I normally stay away from novels that have a horror type element to them because I have an active imagination at night, but I felt myself drawn into the tale that Ms. Hart weaves and found myself turning each page just to find out what happened next. The dark circus that she creates in her novel is a creepy place that I know I would never want to visit. If you’re looking for something a little bit different from the vampire and werewolf novels out there, pick up Through the Mirror by Crymsyn Hart. You will not be disappointed."

4 tombstone- Reviewed by Virgina
Bitten by Books

I am so excited about these. These are great!

Monday, November 10, 2008

Is it the end of the world...

You know for the past month I have been asking myself that question. Is it the end of the world. I know it's not, but still sometimes it feels that way.

What is the end of the world you say? Well in 1 week I'm turning 30. It's a big deal. Some women freak out others drink. Some have wild sex. And do whatever the hell they want. Me, well, I don't think that I'll end up freaking out or resorting to any of the above really.

I've already banned my friends from throwing me a wild party and hiring strippers. That's not a me thing. Hubby asked me what I wanted and I didn't give him an answer. So he asked me how about I take you to Ren Faire? Now that is so me. I'm not the flashy kinda girl who wants anything big or out of our price range. Ren Faire is good.

But I think the weirdest thing is looking back. I mean I was the oldest one out of my High School Friends to turn 30. A couple of them have kids. One just got married. I'm married, two dogs, no kids and 25 books to my name I think. I've lost count.

I was on vacation a couple of weeks ago visiiting with everyone in the family and it's strange for me to see how much time has flown by. Would I change it? Well I think that is something that everyone asks themselves. I would change somethings, but then again how would that have affected the person I am today. If I stayed in Mass I never would have met my husband or the great friends that I've met here. What if I stopped writing, trust me I've thought about it. What happened if I started doing psychic readings again

So many quesitons. So many different answers really. But the one thing I do know, is that the world is not going to end when I turn 30. It will change. I will change along with it. I'll keep writing as long as my hands will let me and I'll bug the crap out of hubby. Someone has to.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Hot Releases!

Her newest Paranormal Books

Take a slice of the darkness!

Gods and Goblins Oh My

Every spell Kalli casts explodes in her face. Going to bed disgusted, she awakes to find a gorgeous, naked man in her bed. Ensnared, the witch discovers that her naked burglar is a god named Lugh. Kalliope's yearns to be touched by him, but before that can happen, another prowler comes into her life. Cromm, a death god, comes to collect on a promise made before she was born.

While trying to escape him, she finds herself spirited away into a realm of gods and goblins. There Lugh's ex-lover captures Kalli, keeping her prisoner in an oak tree. While imprisoned, Kalliope meets a goddess who gives her three magickal apples. From the first bite, her world changes forever. The witch is now the newest magickal being on the block.

Who will win Kalliope? Only time will tell, and she doesn't have much of that left, oh my!


Circus Diablolique "Through the Mirror"

Rhianna has finally moved back into her childhood home despite her mother's warnings never to return. On her first night back, she wakes to a voice begging for help. Instead of her reflection in the mirror, she finds a man staring back at her. Rhianna's heart turns at the sound of his pleas, even though fear grips her soul. Who is this ghost in her mirror? As much as she desires to help him, he warns her that there's something else lurking in the mirror.

Alexander has been trapped in a different realm helping his brother lure souls to their dark circus. After years of serving a demon, he wants redemption. It's only when he sees Rhianna that he knows he can be saved.

But his evil twin, Donavan, mustn't find out about her, or Donavan will want her for himself.

Can Rhianna save him? Or will Donavan claim her soul?


Whispers in the Dark

Interracial (BM/WW)

Seth's flown the skies for two thousand years. His soul was sacrificed to live forever as a Raven. Civilizations have risen and fallen while he's performed his duty of protecting charges. Through this he's never found true love.Jayd has employed Seth, not knowing his true nature, only that she's lusted after him. He keeps his distance and barely ever speaks. Jayd craves to feel his lips, but won't dare approach him.

Lately, the shadows are whispering and Jayd's terrified to go home.

Will they discover what's after Jayd? Or will the darkness take her before Seth can claim her?


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Saturday, November 8, 2008

Come Chat tomorrow with the Love You Divine Authors.

Join with me and some great other authors 11/09 at Coffeetime...ALL DAY

All the wonderful authors from Love You Divine witll be at the Latte Lounge!

Here's the link to join us:

All Day Sunday November 9th

The Latte Lounge at Coffee Time Romance boards!

It would be great to have you all there. Come and see you never know what contests and free stuff will be given away.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

New Cover Woo hoo!

Here is my new Cover for A Taste of Darkness coming soon form Amira Press.

Tricia has lusted after Zander, but he never let's her get close. Fed up, she walks out of his life for good.

Zander keeps Tricia at bay because the beast within him wants to rip her throat out and paint her bedroom in blood. Finally, he gives into his desires, trying to mend the rift between them. Little does he know, Tricia is falling for her boss, Kevin.

Kevin hates Zander but will do whatever it takes to keep Tricia. Having a relationship with two vampires is harder than Tricia ever imagined. Especially when neither of them are what they seem.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

New Reviews Yeah!

New Reviews WOO HOO!

Hi Guys,
I got some awesome new reviews I wanted to share! I'm so excited. Yea!

Whispers in the Dark: A Raven Saga Book 3

"... Hart's story had a melancholy feeling to it that reminded me a little of Poe's raven. The mood of this novel beautifully conveyed a sense of the raven's character. I thought this fit in really well with the the whole paranormal romance theme. Too many paranormal books today try to be tongue-in-cheek about the whole thing, which can be funny if I'm in the right mood, but it takes the fear factor out of it completely. Hart has kept up the thriller edge in WHISPERS IN THE DARK, giving it a genuinely gothic feel that I love to find in paranormal novels, and which I think enhances the romantic parts as well.

And speaking of romance, here it is sweet and exciting and satisfying - and everything else you would want it to be in this romantic thriller. There is an authentic attraction built up between Seth and Jayd that makes you route for them as they struggle to overcome the many obstacles keeping them from each other. I don't want to put out any spoilers, so I'll just vaguely throw it out there that another thing I liked about WHISPERS IN THE DARK was that the main characters were not immune to evil."
4 Pixies- Dark Angel Review Reviewed by Nancy Madory

How To Ruin Halloween for the Grim Reaper

"...Ms. Hart and Ms. Rose filled this story with the desire of life and love. Harmony needed to be shown what it was like to love and to be loved and Andy was just the right person to do it. It was a very touching story and within the plot, I was excited to see if Harmony would fall for the help from Andy or if she would just be sucked into the 'darkness of evil'. I've never read a book that involved Grim Reapers and this one was pretty interesting."

Reviewed by Ruth Schaller Paranormal Romance Reviews

Monday, November 3, 2008

How To Ruin Halloween For the Grim Reaper

Here is the blurb and excerpt from another new release by me and Dahlia Rose from our How to Ruin Series...

All Harmony, the Grim Reaper, wants is one day off. She has one more soul to collect before she can run away to the sun, surf, and a good book.. But no matter what she does, he isn't coming with her.
All Andy wants is a chance at life. When Death comes knocking in the form of a beautiful woman, how can he say no to the luscious lips and a smile to die for? Instead of going willingly into the afterlife, he instead decides to fight for a chance to survive and to keep the sexy Grim Reaper around for a while. Now all Andy has to do is make Harmony realize that it isn't his soul in jeopardy, but hers.


Harmony stared longingly at the calendar. Only three more days until Halloween, then she would have a day off. She sighed as she stared at the palm trees lining the white sandy beach and the turquoise water lapping at the shore. Already there was a hammock, a good book, a coconut filled drink with a pink umbrella, and some sun tan lotion calling her name. Her bags had been packed for days, but she was getting impatient counting down the time until she could take the day off. After all, as a Grim Reaper, the only time Death got to take a holiday was on Halloween. It was the only day in the year that her office shut down. She could do whatever she wanted from midnight to midnight. Every year, she found herself on a secluded paradise, with a stack of books, and a gorgeous cabana boy who refilled her drinks. She wasn't the only one looking forward to a vacation. The whole office was. Harmony was only one out of two hundred Grim Reapers. She'd been in her job for almost two hundred years now. The pay was great, the hours were long, but every year their quota increased. If they didn't have their list cleared by midnight on Halloween morning, they had to work overtime until they could get caught up.

Each Reaper worked alone. It wasn't a job for just anyone. She'd seen so many of her colleagues burn out after only a couple of years. Afterwards they would get processed like the rest of the souls they handled. Harmony had never seen what was past the waiting room. She wasn't in any hurry to find out yet either. She liked life too much. Granted, she had died, but dying was the only way to become a Reaper. When the Reaper who had come to collect her soul saw how reluctant she was to leave her body, he decided to give her another option. Harmony smiled as she thought back to the first time she had seen Clem, her mentor, the Reaper who had brought her into the office for an interview.Clem wasn't the typical Reaper. All humans saw Death cloaked in a black robe. Sometimes mortals were more perceptive, seeing the skeletal face and the scythe, the symbolic fa├žade of Death. In reality, the preferred dress for her position was all black. Clem, on the other hand wore Hawaiian shirts, torn jeans, and sandals. She'd never seen him when his hair wasn't a mess, with his beard all scraggly. His entire face was tattooed with leopard spots. Plugs stretched his ear lobes to the size of a small orange. A silver bull ring ran through his lower lip. He had a chain stretching from one ear to a hoop on his top lip. Clem liked to boast that the punk rock piercing craze was his idea.

The day he had come to collect her, when she saw him standing there in his Hawaiian shirt with spots on his face, she nearly died all over again from the shock. At first she thought he was a demon come to take her to hell. Once he had explained he was a minion of Death, coming to take her to the great dance hall in the sky, she had calmed down.Her face burned with the memory of how she had died. She was a burlesque dancer in the mid-1800s. While she was dancing, Harmony had missed a step and slipped. It wasn't the fall that had killed her. She had stumbled back into one of the sets. A sandbag came off the rope it was holding, landed on her face, smothering her. It was an embarrassing way to die, but ehh, she had gotten over it. She wasn't showing her skin to make a living, which really made her happy.

"You daydreaming again about where you're going on your vacation?
Let me guess, this time it's Cozumel, the French Rivera, or how about Jamaica?"Harmony looked up at Clem through her red hair.

Today it was slightly wavy. Tomorrow it could be full blown curls looking like a summer sunset had been painted on the strands. Every day her hair changed texture and color. It seemed to get a life of its own after she died. In life she was a boring brunette, but in death she was a lively red head. Her skin had paled. Her eyes reflected the light like any night creature. Once in a while, she wondered if Reapers were related to vampires, because if she got a whiff of blood, her mouth watered. It was very disturbing. She waited for fangs to grow or bat wings. After two hundred years on the job, it had never happened. Today Clem's outfit consisted of dark blue khaki shorts, a worn out, holey Jimmy Buffet T-shirt, over which he had an outrageously bright yellow Hawaiian shirt, with his customary sandals. Harmony had never been able to figure out his age. His beard was dark brown, but his hair was salt and pepper. There were no wrinkles on his face, because if there were, the tattoos covered them up. He acted like he was twenty, but possessed the wisdom of Solomon.

"No, I think I'll make it simple this year, I'm going to Barbados. I haven't been there in a while. I want to take it nice and easy. I might even try to throw in some gambling this year. I don't know though; don't want to press my luck too much." Harmony smiled, tearing her gaze away from the calendar on her desk. Turning her head she glanced at a picture from last year, when she was taken unaware by a tourist on the beach.

It showed her with big sun glasses covering half of her face, nose buried in a book, with legs that stretched out a mile. Of course the tourist had been aiming for her cleavage, which was quite visible even in the one piece she was wearing. She tried not to think about that. Harmony remembered she had taken off her glasses, giving her Death Stare to the tourist. It hadn't worked since she was enjoying her well deserved vacation. If the look had worked, the guy would have been dead in half a second flat from a heart attack. Harmony was at the top of the list for harvesting souls, with her Death Stare; at over twenty thousand and still counting. She didn't like to brag, but she was the fastest, most rewarded Reaper in the history of the office. As soon as a name appeared on the list, she was there collecting the soul before anyone could say "Hey look, it's Elvis." Who was actually a Reaper, by the way, often getting in trouble when he made "unofficial" stops. Of course, he was given special treatment because he was such a celebrity. At the office Christmas parties he always sang.

"Well, I can see that you are, as always, way ahead of the curve. You don't have any backlog. Your list for today seems to be shorter than anyone else's. You must be going for employee of the year again," Clem said as he sat on the edge of her desk.

Harmony blushed. She hated being the center of attention, which was odd since she used to dance burlesque. She had become used to the anonymity of Death. It was true, she did excel at being a Reaper. Clem joked about her sixth sense. It seemed she always knew what soul would end up on her list before he did. When that happened, she always appeared to them minutes or hours before hand. Harmony liked to think that this was what she had been fated to do. Now that she was caught up and then some, she could take a few minutes to herself, to file some of the paperwork piling up around her. She hated the paperwork aspect of her jobs. Sometimes there were just those souls who did not want to continue on to the great beyond. They did not want to see what was past the Waiting Room. If that happened, she got a backlog, had to file a ton of papers in triplicate in order to get upper management to understand what happened. At least in the past few years, they had streamlined the form, making it pretty simple. It was known that some humans didn't want to give up the ghost right away because they didn't realize they were dead. It was very rare that someone, like she had been, just flat out refused to die.

"Now you know I don't plan for that. It's just a knack I have. Besides I learned it from the best there is!" She smiled up at Clem.

Her mentor, and boss, smiled back at her. "Hey, what can I say, I'm the greatest boss in the history of the Reaping office. Now, before your head is filled with frolicking dolphins and way too many Pina Coladas, here is your list of souls that we have so far. Knowing you, you'll have them all done by lunch time. Remember, we're meeting Melody tonight for dinner.

Harmony rolled her eyes. Melody was Clem's girlfriend from the Supernatural Creatures Division. He had been seeing her forever. Harmony liked her okay, but whenever the three of them got together, Clem insisted they sing karaoke since they had a great Melody and Harmony. It was an awful joke because even though Melody could sing like a lark, Harmony sounded like a dead black cat.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be there I know. Now shoo, so I can get back to work."Clem handed her today's assignments and headed back to his office. Taking the list, she skimmed over it. There were over six hundred names, but that was a typical day's work. It only took about two- three minutes for her to snatch a soul and then bring it back to the Waiting Room. After that she was on to the next one. Harmony sighed, while staring at the clock. It was time to get back to work and she only hoped there wouldn't be any snags.

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Sunday, November 2, 2008

Gods and Goblins oh my! Newest Release

Hi guys,

Here is another excerpt from one of my newest releases Gods and Goblins, oh my! This is actually a release and I am so happy it is out again!

If a gorgeous, naked god appeared in your bed, what would you do?
Every spell Kalli casts explodes in her face. Going to bed disgusted, she awakes to find a gorgeous, naked man in her bed. Ensnared, the witch discovers that her naked burglar is a god named Lugh. Kalliope's yearns to be touched by him, but before that can happen, another prowler comes into her life. Cromm, a death god, comes to collect on a promise made before she was born.While trying to escape him, she finds herself spirited away into a realm of gods and goblins. There Lugh's ex-lover captures Kalli, keeping her prisoner in an oak tree. While imprisoned, Kalliope meets a goddess who gives her three magickal apples. From the first bite, her world changes forever. The witch is now the newest magickal being on the block. Who will win Kalliope? Only time will tell, and she doesn't have much of that left, oh my!
Something tickled the side of her face. It drew her into half-wakefulness, but not enough to force her to leave her dream about the naked man she had met in the woods. He really had made an impression. He was in the middle of giving her a massage that was leading to other things.
The sound came from her dream man's lips. She smiled at the way his mouth formed the syllables of her name. It made her quiver inside. His hands were firm on her shoulders, easing the tension out of the deepest muscles. He sat on top of her, digging his fingers into her back. His hot member was hard and poking against her rear. The faint smell of pine lingered around him. God, he knew what he was doing.
"Harder," she whispered.
She heard him chuckle. His fingers dug into the lines of her neck, relaxing the spaces between her vertebrae. His breath hot against her cheek, her dream man smelled so good, a combination of fresh rain and musk. The touch of his fingers stirred her passions. The massage he was giving her was amazing, but she wanted more.
She endured a few more strokes of his palms and then turned over, staring into his eyes. Rising up, Kalliope locked her lips to his. He stiffened, seeming surprised she had kissed him. She had wondered if he was ever going to, but hey, this was her dream, so she could do whatever she wanted.
Her hands entwined in his hair until he finally responded to her lips. His hands cupped her butt, getting a firm hold. He was hard and warm against her inner thigh. All she had to do was move a little and he would be buried inside of her. His fingers tickled along her back and his lips traced the line of her jaw. Meanwhile, she pressed herself into him, feeling the lines of his stomach. Her breasts fit perfectly against his pecks. Everything on him was defined muscle. Kalliope had never had anyone like him.
Her dream man's hands played with her hair and his lips nipped the hollow of her throat.
"Kalliope." This time, when he whispered her name, she realized she was more awake than she'd thought. The caresses she felt were not just from her dream.
Her eyes snapped open. Comprehension brought her to consciousness. A jolt of fear, anxiety, and surprise ran through her. Oak leaf green eyes stared down at her. The heat from his body warmed the sheets and radiated onto her, making her very aware of him. When she realized he was really there and not in her mind, whatever sleep clung to her addled brain evaporated. She scrambled out from underneath the covers and out of bed.
A man in my bed! Oh my goddess! How did he get in here?
"You! What are you doing in my bed?" The witch gasped, noticing he was propped up on one arm.
The sheet was draped over half of his chest, covering his lower anatomy. She could see his tanned skin in the low light of her nightlight. It looked shiny. She wondered if he'd been oiled up. His face was firm, with a rounded jaw, defined nose, and perfect teeth. His dark brown tousled hair had highlights of red and gold woven through it and curled around his ears, touching the top of his shoulders. For a long moment, Kalliope stared at him. He didn't blink, and he studied her just as she did him. She recalled her dream and felt her cheeks redden. The aroma of pine and fresh air filled the room. For a split second, all her fear and doubt melted away. Calmness and serenity washed over her. His smile widened, and he patted the place on the bed she had leapt from.
"Come here," he whispered.
Unable to focus, Kalliope stepped forward, feeling the places igniting where his hands and lips had touched her in her dreams. He looked gorgeous, and his eyes promised many delicious things. She could have a field day. Just before she fell under his spell, her foot came down on something sharp, which stabbed her big toe.
"Ouch." She jumped. The sudden pain snapped her mind back to reality. It didn't matter that he was naked and in her bed or that her dream was the hottest she had had in months. "Who the hell are you? How did you get in here?" She realized her state of dress and grabbed for the sheet, but found her phone instead. She brandished it like a weapon. Kalliope swallowed. Her heart thundered in her throat. Her eyes caught the curtain blowing in the light breeze. She hadn't opened the window. He must have climbed up the fire escape.
"Kalliope." His face lost the smile. He slid out of the bed, not bothering to cover his nakedness.
Kalliope was horrified, but her eyes strayed to his well-endowed manhood. Evil thoughts passed through her mind. Her cast-off dream resurfaced. She saw herself surrounded by flowers, in a bed of moss, with his fingers exploring parts of her that hadn't been caressed in years. His hard anatomy rested against her lower back. She licked her lips. His kisses had been sweet and light. She had wanted him in her dreams and part of her still did.
The intruder took a step forward and that jumpstarted her brain. A jolt of terror moved her to run into the bathroom. Kalliope realized her hands were shaking. She pushed the lock on the knob and stared at the phone. The knob shook back and forth. She waited for the intruder to break down the door and rape her. Fear gripped her every thought. She kept backing up.
"Kalliope," her assailant called through the door.
"Go away," she said, trying to sound brave.
Suddenly, her heel collided with the tub, and she lost her balance. Kalliope grabbed onto the shower curtain. Her weight caught the drape. The thick plastic ripped from the metal hooks, leaving some spinning on the rod. Her backside landed on the green shower mat and her feet went over her head. Her head hit the neon orange tile walls.

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