Love For Sale & Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody
by Linda Nightingale
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GENRE: Sci-Fi Romance Audio Books
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BLURB – Love For Sale:
March Morgan still believes in true love, but her faith in finding her soul mate is slowly vanishing. She’s
been married but never in love. So, it is a miracle to find that fantasy exists on the last page of a glossy
women’s journal. Mayfair Electronics, Ltd., in black and white, offers Love for Sale. The London firm
has engineered sentient androids indistinguishable from humans. She flies to England and meets the
man she has been searching for her entire life.
Christian requires no programming to love March at first sight. He’s handsome, cultured…absolutely
perfect…and a little different from the other androids. He has an unexpected independent streak. March
signs on the dotted line, buying her dream man. They return to Houston, but soon her past and his
future threaten their Happily Ever After—indeed their lives.
been married but never in love. So, it is a miracle to find that fantasy exists on the last page of a glossy
women’s journal. Mayfair Electronics, Ltd., in black and white, offers Love for Sale. The London firm
has engineered sentient androids indistinguishable from humans. She flies to England and meets the
man she has been searching for her entire life.
Christian requires no programming to love March at first sight. He’s handsome, cultured…absolutely
perfect…and a little different from the other androids. He has an unexpected independent streak. March
signs on the dotted line, buying her dream man. They return to Houston, but soon her past and his
future threaten their Happily Ever After—indeed their lives.
BLURB – Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody
The greatest enemy of a vampire is boredom. Four centuries of existence have taught Lord Morgan
Gabriel D'Arcy to fear nothing and no one. Humans and their weapons have little chance against his
preternatural speed and arcane powers. Vampires are viral mutations of human DNA. Still, the
Vampyre code requires secrecy, and he has learned to hide his nature from the world. The lure of
mortality, of a life in the sun, puts Morgan again and again at the mercy of calculating human women
though they fail to consider his charm and determination into the equation. However, even grooming a
future bride from infancy proves to be fraught with heartbreak. And second chances are not always
what they seem unless... you are Morgan. Immortality and beauty, aren’t they grand?
Gabriel D'Arcy to fear nothing and no one. Humans and their weapons have little chance against his
preternatural speed and arcane powers. Vampires are viral mutations of human DNA. Still, the
Vampyre code requires secrecy, and he has learned to hide his nature from the world. The lure of
mortality, of a life in the sun, puts Morgan again and again at the mercy of calculating human women
though they fail to consider his charm and determination into the equation. However, even grooming a
future bride from infancy proves to be fraught with heartbreak. And second chances are not always
what they seem unless... you are Morgan. Immortality and beauty, aren’t they grand?
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Excerpt Three:
Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody
Art is passion.
Each of us, at some time, wishes to stand naked in passion’s temple and face deepest, darkest
desire—to be an innocent victim to lust. I knew all about lust. Lust. Bloodlust. In the ecstasy of the
Kiss and the rapture of the kill, the two fused.
desire—to be an innocent victim to lust. I knew all about lust. Lust. Bloodlust. In the ecstasy of the
Kiss and the rapture of the kill, the two fused.
I glided to the sofa, perching on the arm. Mischief whispered in my ear.
My friend Lucien, head of the Council that governed the Vampyre, would be livid if I endangered our
secret. I might even be punished. So what? For a long time now, I’d faithfully toed the line, giving the
powers that be no reason to slap my hand. No one was likely to nominate me for sainthood, and I was
tired of being a good man. Envisioning an outraged Lucien crumpling the newspaper, I laughed aloud.
For days, I hadn’t laughed. I was still chuckling when I dashed off a Men Seeking Women romance
ad.
secret. I might even be punished. So what? For a long time now, I’d faithfully toed the line, giving the
powers that be no reason to slap my hand. No one was likely to nominate me for sainthood, and I was
tired of being a good man. Envisioning an outraged Lucien crumpling the newspaper, I laughed aloud.
For days, I hadn’t laughed. I was still chuckling when I dashed off a Men Seeking Women romance
ad.
Vampires were no longer monsters, but fine seducers, purveyors of passion. Victims abounded. As I
sampled the replies, I was disappointed and left fifty beautiful women disappointed as well, thinking me
another nut not a vampire.
sampled the replies, I was disappointed and left fifty beautiful women disappointed as well, thinking me
another nut not a vampire.
I failed to find the thrilling vintage I sought and forgot about the ad.
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“Hello, darlin’.” Her voice was lazy, honey-sweet and sensual. “You look like you could use some
company.”
company.”
I took a deep breath of the vintage I had sought. “I could.”
“You got it.” Manicured red nails dug into my shoulders. “I’ve been waiting for you all my life.”
A first-class, round-trip ticket to the Turks and Caicos Islands dropped on the keyboard. Another fell
beside it. One of the tickets was issued to Morgan Gabriel D'Arcy, the other to Fiona Allman. I had to
admire her style, but she couldn’t have come from the ad. Names and addresses weren’t given.
beside it. One of the tickets was issued to Morgan Gabriel D'Arcy, the other to Fiona Allman. I had to
admire her style, but she couldn’t have come from the ad. Names and addresses weren’t given.
Fiona was the given.
“What you waiting for? Your bags are packed. We’re leaving on a jet plane.” The enticing voice grew
darker, duskier. “To sunshine. No more of this fricking rain.”
darker, duskier. “To sunshine. No more of this fricking rain.”
“Fiona, I presume.”
“It’s me, darlin’, the one you’ve been waiting for.” Soft, warm lips caressed my cheek, her fingers working
magic on the tense muscles in my neck.
magic on the tense muscles in my neck.
The scents of rain-perfumed skin, Italian leather, and blood laced with single malt whiskey teased my
six senses. I hadn’t fed in nights. The craving wrenched my stomach. Saliva broke beneath my tongue.
Her fingers stroking my neck awoke another, totally sexual desire. I threw back my head and laughed. I was in trouble. At last!
six senses. I hadn’t fed in nights. The craving wrenched my stomach. Saliva broke beneath my tongue.
Her fingers stroking my neck awoke another, totally sexual desire. I threw back my head and laughed. I was in trouble. At last!
She smoothed the hair back from my forehead. “Come on, pretty baby, get up. We don’t have much
time. Heathrow’s a good hour’s drive from here.”
time. Heathrow’s a good hour’s drive from here.”
“I can’t go,” I said, not believing my own lie. I always did exactly as I pleased. “CD to cut.”
The throaty laugh was as sensual as her touch. “I’ve checked your schedule. No personal appearances.
These dickheads will wait until Lord D’Arcy returns. They have to. You are the show.”
These dickheads will wait until Lord D’Arcy returns. They have to. You are the show.”
“How did you find me?” I liked the way she stroked my libido. An image of taking her on the piano
heated my blood. “How did you know my name? And my schedule.”
heated my blood. “How did you know my name? And my schedule.”
“Does it matter?” She tucked my hair behind my ear and sucked the lobe into her mouth. “I wanna
[screw] your brains out.”
[screw] your brains out.”
“Anytime.” I was ready. Desire throbbed, hot, taut in my belly and in my [shaft].
It didn’t matter how, only that she had found me.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and
Houston. She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having
bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.
Houston. She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having
bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.
Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award and
the SARA Merritt. She retired from a career as a retired legal assistant, just joined the Houston BMW
Club, and the stars in her crown—two wonderful sons. In a former life, she must have had to walk
everywhere because today she is into transportation with fine taste in expensive horses and hot cars!
She likes to dress up and host formal dinner parties.
the SARA Merritt. She retired from a career as a retired legal assistant, just joined the Houston BMW
Club, and the stars in her crown—two wonderful sons. In a former life, she must have had to walk
everywhere because today she is into transportation with fine taste in expensive horses and hot cars!
She likes to dress up and host formal dinner parties.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LNightingale
Web Site: http://www.lindanightingale.com – Visit and look around. There’s a free continuing vampire story.
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Book Videos:
https://youtu.be/wlbRLTFQUHE – Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody
https://youtu.be/ViPk16uufCo - Love For Sale
Interview with Linda Nightingale
1. Do your characters seem to hijack the story or do you feel like you have the reigns of the story?
Oh, yes, my characters often grab the reins and take off in a direction I hadn’t planned or foreseen. One character particularly, Morgan D’Arcy likes to tell the take his way. He is the star of Morgan D’Arcy: A Vampyre Rhapsody which has been released as an audiobook read by a talented English narrator, Rebecca McKernan. She also reads Love For Sale, and in that book Christian, the hero, surprised me with a different twist and March, the heroine added an unexpected plot point.
2. Convince us why you feel your book is a must read. Because they are good stories with romance, suspense, danger and revenge. Hey, they are read by a woman with a beautiful voice. You’ll be enchanted by her dramatization and delivery.
3. Have you written any other books that are not published? Yes, I have several beginnings of books that I want to finish and submit. One is about a centaur, and boy is it hard to write without being accused of bestiality. I am currently working on the prequel to Rhapsody, telling the story of Morgan’s early life and how he became a vampire.
4. Pen or typewriter or computer? Computer. If had to write by hand, I doubt that I’d have even one book published. I do a lot of revising and polishing.
5. Anything you would like to say to your readers and fans?
That I love, love, love them! I’m always happy to talk with my readers and enjoy hearing from them. I write for two reasons: for them and for the joy of writing. The reasons are really synonyms. In May, the rights to Sinners’ Opera—Morgan’s and Isabeau’s story—reverted to me, and the manuscript is currently with my The Wild Rose Press editor.
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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION:
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