I’m happy to have Brandi Salazar here today with her book A Warrior’s Betrayal. She is giving away 2 eBook copies of “A Warrior’s Betrayal” (1 each to 2 winners), so please enter below.

A Warrior’s Betrayal (Brotherhood #2)

by Brandi Salazar

Self-Published/Indie

Erotic Dark Urban Fantasy Romance

Contains Elements of Action, Mythology

Heat Level: Sizzling

Length: 237 pages

Available at:

Amazonhttp://www.amazon.com/dp/B009MP9PRS

B&N – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-warriors-betrayal-brandi-salazar/1113326379

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/242762

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 Blurb:

Forbidden desires…

Being a Brother and a caretaker isn’t an easy job, especially when you find yourself coveting the one person you were meant to protect but never have- your brother’s woman. That is exactly where Behr finds himself- in love and out of luck. Nothing a little killing can’t remedy. While looking for a little trouble to take his mind off what’s brewing at home, Behr finds the perfect distraction: hunting down the mythical Rage demon prowling his city’s streets.

Lost and alone…

Cheyenne doesn’t know what to do with herself. Weeks have passed with no sign of Erias, and as far as she knows, he’s dead. Just when she resigns herself to the difficult task of moving on with her life, he reappears, but the Erias she knew no longer exists. He’s a demon, the very thing he and his brother’s hunt each night. Can Erias overcome this transformation and find the strength to make it back to Cheyenne and the Brotherhood, and if he does, will they accept him? In a world plagued with uncertainty, only one thing is definite: no matter how it ends, someone’s heart is bound to get ripped to shreds.

EXCERPT

It didn’t take him long to wash away the blood, tend his wounds and redress himself in a pair of comfortable, loose-fitting pajama pants. Behr silently praised himself for his clean efficiency. It seemed he had become quite a pro after all these millennia.

Finding his comrades still in the living room, Behr eased back into the couch—being careful not to tear the fresh stitching in his thigh—sandwiching Cheyenne between his big body and Dehstroy’s.

“What are we watching?” he asked, but didn’t have to wait for an answer.

“Everything seems so unreal.”

 “You, sir, are the most phantom-like of all.”

 Behr groaned. “Another poorly made Bronte movie, ladies?”

Cheyenne spared him a plaintive look, and Dehstroy ignored the cutting remark. “I don’t understand your aversion, Brother. As one who lived it, I find it to be a rather soothing, albeit somewhat distressing, reminder of a time long passed, where things were simpler, time moved at a steady pace, and the women were genteel while the men were well-groomed and mannered.”

Shaking his head, Behr’s eyes didn’t leave the screen as he spoke.

“In case it has escaped you—and considering your advanced age, it certainly may have—I also recall those days, and often fondly.”

Hell, when had he reverted back to proper English? If he had a cup of tea on hand, he wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to find his pinkie angling upward.

“Look, the point is, there are like, what, twenty versions of Jane Eyre?” He looked to Cheyenne for confirmation, but she just shrugged, clearly unwilling to join their argument. “I have yet to find one suitable to the book. It seems to me that the Bronte sisters, reclusive and unworldly as they were, fashioned better drivel than the people who merely scooped up the material and put it to film.”

Dehstroy’s eyes darkened. “Did you just call this…masterpiece….‘drivel’?”

Behr’s body tensed, readying for a possible fight.

“Boys!” Cheyenne finally cut in. She gave them each a hard stare, the longest of which lingered on Behr, as if he was the instigator!

Behr’s eyes widened with feigned innocence. “What?”

“Don’t what me, mister,” she chided. “You’re always picking. Now, I want everyone to shush it so I can finish this movie. Got it?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Behr and Dehstroy said like a couple of scorned children, and turned back to the movie.

About the Author:

Brandi Salazar started writing poetry, short stories, and novels at a very young age, weaving tales to share with her friends that were geared toward making them laugh. Today her writing habits reflect that, ranging from mystery/suspense/thriller to paranormal and YA romance, and no matter how different her works may be, you can always find a healthy dose of action, romance, and humor.

A longtime resident of Ohio, Brandi lives with her husband, three children, a dog and five cats that keep her very busy. She holds a degree in Business and has plans to continue her education so she can one day become an editor to authors everywhere. When she isn’t crafting her next novel, toiling away at schoolwork, or hanging out with family, you can find her curled up in her favorite chair with her nose buried in a book.

 

Visit Brandi online at:

Email – branflake3083@gmail.com

Blog – http://twistingyourmindonewordatatime.blogspot.com/

Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4810728.Brandi_Salazar

Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/brandellavalena

Website – http://brandisalazar.weebly.com/

Twitter – https://twitter.com/brandellavanela

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