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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Guest Post with Author Ashlynn Monroe

Today I would like to welcome to RFTC author Ashlynn Monroe. Ashlynn is currently on tour for her book A Gift Of The Darkest Magic and has stopped by to chat. Before I give the floor over to Ashlynn, lets get to know her some.

Ashlynn Monroe is a busy wife and mom. She enjoys writing about anything and everything paranormal or fantasy related. She spends most of her time daydreaming up her next tale of romance.

Visit her website at to learn more about the worlds she imagines.

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I’m so pleased to have the opportunity to visit your blog today. I just want to start out this post by saying that I adore this book. Someone recently told me I’m prolific and they made me chuckle. I replied by telling them, “I like to keep busy”. They were right. I’ve written over 50 short stories, novellas, and novels since 2010. While I hope all my works are great, some hold a higher place in my heart. This story is special.

I played around with it in my head for some time before putting on paper. I’ve always been a daydreamer. I’ve been a daydreamer ever since I was a really little girl. Imagination has been my life raft. I’ve had some difficult experiences in my life and the only thing I’ve been able to count on is my ability to escape with a story. Now that I’m a published author, I don’t daydream as much because I write every evening. If I don’t get the opportunity to write, I actually feel a little ill now. It’s become such a routine part of who I am that I can’t imagine life without writing. I’d write even if no one ever wanted to publish me again (let’s hope that day never arrives!). Occasionally I do hold onto a daydream—or story. Some tales are so vivid and complex that I don’t want to share. These stories I hoard in my brain for a long time—working and reworking until it’s so perfect I have to put it on paper.

A Gift of the Darkest Magic is one of those tales. It’s a story about darkness and forgiveness. I loved writing it and I hope you’ll love reading it too.

Thanks for taking the time to read this today. I hope you’ll check out my backlist of work at Beachwalk Press has one of my Science Fiction erotic romance and they’ll be the home of my very hot and spicy story of dystopian erotica titled Given coming January 2013!

Clarissa's husband Matt is dying of cancer. They've tried everything that medicine has to offer, both traditional and experimental, and nothing's worked. Clarissa spends her days in the hospital, watching the man she loves slip closer and closer to certain death.

When her sister tells her she knows a way to save Matt, but it involves visiting a local club run by vampires, Clarissa is outraged that her sister would believe something so insane. But then she learns the truth.

Braden, the sexy and mysterious vampire who runs the club, does indeed have the means to save Matt, but he demands a high payment in return. He doesn't want money, her blood, or even her life…he wants something she never expected. Clarissa has a choice—spend twenty-four hours in Braden's bed or let her husband die.

But what she never foresaw was how much more the vampire would truly want after he'd given her the gift of the darkest magic.

Content Warning: infidelity, light bondage, anal sex, and rough sex

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The quiet drip of the IV and the occasional bleep of the monitor were the only sounds in the dim hospital room. Clarissa Blair held the cold hand of her husband, Matthew. Matt's diagnosis of cancer, just after Christmas, had been a horrible surprise. His condition rapidly deteriorated. The vibrant forty-year-old lay reduced to a thin husk, wasting away in the small room on the fourth floor of Mercy General Hospital. Clarissa could only wait and mourn quietly. She'd tried to hide her pain and stay positive for Matt, but it was getting harder to pretend as he slipped closer to the end of his life.

Their twin seven-year-old daughters spent a lot of time with her mother. She didn't want them to remember their father as the corpse she saw each day when she came to the hospital after work. Her life was a cycle of working and grieving. She knew the girls missed her, but she just didn't have the strength to be there for them and keep up with the day-to-day battle of holding herself together. Matt was leaving them.

The sound of the door opening roused her from the dark, sad thoughts. She stood up and hugged the visitor. "Hi, sis."

Caren, her younger sister, breezed into the room smelling of sunshine and fresh air, in contrast to the stale stench of death she'd come to associate with her husband's hospital room. "How is he today?"

Her sister's sadness only added to the weight in Clarissa's heart. "About the same. The nurse said last night was tough, but he pulled through. He's a strong fighter." She knew the last words sounded bitter. He was the strongest man she'd ever known; she couldn't understand why he couldn't beat the disease ravaging him. His once handsome face was pale and sunken. Her Matt had left long ago, leaving the dying man in his place. Her Matt would never have abandoned her and their daughters as this man was doing.

For a long moment, Caren looked into her face. She knew Caren wanted to say something, but was holding back.

"Go ahead and say what's on your mind. You're always so afraid of saying something that'll make me cry. I'm past that stage now. Just talk, you're irritating me." She knew her shrill statement bordered on cruel, but she didn't care. What was the use of pleasantries when her whole life was over and she'd never be happy again?

"Sorry, sweetie," Caren whispered, laying a gentle hand on Clarissa's shoulder.

The simple act of kindness tore at her soul, making her want to lash out again. She shrugged off her sister's caring touch. The unwavering love in the deep turquoise eyes, the same shade as her own, sent a little stab of guilt through Clarissa. "I'm the one who should be sorry, but seriously just tell me what's on your mind."

Caren gave her a weak smile. "You know I love Matt too."

Clarissa nodded. Matt had no siblings. She'd married him when Caren was still in high school and he'd taken to her sister as if she were his own. "I know." She sighed.

"I think I know a way to save him, but I need your help," Caren whispered.

Clarissa's eyes narrowed. Her whole body began shaking. "How dare you!" She hissed at her beloved younger sister.

"Really. I mean it, Clarissa. I think I know a way that we can save Matt's life." She said the words with genuine hope.

"We've tried faith healers, herbs, expensive specialists, what more can there be? I can't believe you'd spout such bullshit. Especially when he's so close to…" She couldn't say "the end", but it was true. Her husband only had a few more weeks to live, maybe less. The doctors had made it perfectly clear. It was time to give up hope. She'd already picked out his casket and bought the plot. Matt was gone.

"I'm not pulling your leg, or giving you false hope. I saw it work!"


  1. Congrats on the new release. This book sounds very intriguing. Can't wait to read it to see what happens between Braden and Clarissa.


  2. Congrats Ashlynn on the new release of your book. I just love the plot and I'm going to follow the tour and learn more about your work. I can't wait to read A Gift of the Darkest Magic.
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  3. Thank you so much Julianne and Joanne! I'm so pleased to be hosted on this wonderful blog! **hugs** I hope you'll enjoy the book. The story isn't a typical vampire romance. ;)