Friday, March 8, 2013

Blog Tour and Excerpt - The Guilty Innocent


Title: The Guilty Innocent
Series: The Knight of the Darkness Chronicles
Author: D.N. Simmons
Genre: Urban-fantasy
Sub-Genre: Paranormal Romance, Mystery, GLBT, Horror, Multicultural,
humor, erotica
Publisher: Rushmore Publishing
Pairings: M/F,M/M,M/F/M – The series features straight, gay and bisexual
characters. Sexual content is rated “Hot and Steamy”.
Other Ratings: Mature Audience, Graphic Language and Violence, Strong
Sexual Situations and all sort of good things and naughty bits that make
for great entertainment.
Pages: 282
ISBN-13: 978-0615688381
Word Count: 104481
The Guilty Innocent is the second novel in the edgy, action-packed,
sexually-charged, Knights of the Darkness Chronicles.

In this installment, Darian, the gorgeous, charismatic and charming
master vampire of Chicago is framed for a crime he didn't commit, but
why? His lover, Xavier, Natasha and a few others must travel halfway
across the world to find out who and why before time runs out and all
hell breaks loose!

Original, sexy and gritty, the Knights of the Darkness Chronicles will
suck you in and take you for a ride you won't forget!


    My name is Natasha Hemingway, I’m an ordinary person, but lately I've had to start learning to adapt to an extraordinary life. I recently discovered that I have some special abilities, well, my best friend and roommate, Annette believes my abilities to be special—a “gift from God.” I’m what some people might call a psychic, and I’m also clairvoyant, though that skill needs a lot more fine-tuning. I see visions of future events whenever I fall asleep. At first, I thought my visions to be erratic dreams. I was unaware that I had formed connections with certain people by touching something personal of theirs and had no idea how to control them. However, thanks to the supernatural and expert help from Darian, I am now able to manage the visions better. 

    Four months ago when I realized I had these abilities, my friend Annette and I were out partying and decided to take a cab home. We were involved in a deadly two-car accident when our cab was rear-ended. We survived, but our driver and the driver of the other car didn’t. The strange thing about that accident was that I saw it happen seconds before it actually did, through the eyes of the driver who rear-ended our cab. I knew he was the same man I had bumped into as we were leaving the nightclub. He was drunk and had dropped his car keys. I had picked them up and had sent Annette to give them to the bartender. That stupid bartender had returned the keys to that highly intoxicated man. And now two people were dead because of two irresponsible idiots, (I hope that phrase isn’t redundant). 

While I was recovering in the hospital, I discovered that the medication I had been taking for years for migraines was actually a dream suppressant. My friend convinced me to use
my abilities for the greater good, so I no longer take the medication every night, some nights I have to, just to get some sleep. You’d be surprised how many morbid dreams I can have in one night. I’ve seen all sorts of things, such as murders, rapes and sexual orgies, to name a few. The orgies can sometimes be entertaining if I allow myself to pry, which doesn't happen often. But sometimes, you know ... I can't help myself.  

I’m sure you can imagine just how rare my abilities are, but trust me, they can be a pain in the ass at times. And as if my plate wasn’t full enough, I now have two vampires courting me. If you think like my friend, Annette … then two kind, sexy, and gorgeous vampires courting you is a good thing. A once in a lifetime thing one shouldn’t pass up. Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying all of the attention they’re giving me. I mean, what woman wouldn’t relish being spoiled by two rich studs, even if they were undead? I’ll admit, it’s still taking me some time to get used to the supernatural living among us. It’s been about two and a half years since the supernatural races were revealed. Up until that time, vampires and shape-shifters were only creatures in movies and myths. 

At the time of the discovery, they were teachers, doctors, lawyers ... well, let me clarify that. A lot of them were those things before the “Exposure”. And even now, most of them still cloak their true identities out of fear of being discovered. For a doctor to reveal that he or she is a supernatural would be career suicide. Many people wouldn’t want a supernatural examining them, not to mention operating on them. I suppose this could be blamed on humans beings suspicious and unwilling to trust anyone different from themselves.

 It’s my speculation that many humans feared that they would be accidentally (or purposely) turned or eaten for dinner. Even though the humans and supernaturals must coexist, thanks to the new laws, I’ve noticed many humans can only accept the supernaturals as attractions. They do such things as going to their hangouts to look at the sexy, exotic vampires. Many of them want to feel the animal magnetism of the shape-shifters.
Not me. I was never one to want to be up close and personal with the supernaturals, but in the past four months, certain events have thrust me into their world. Hell, who am I to say anything? If people knew about my abilities, they would toss me in the lot with the rest of them.

D. N. Simmons lives in Chicago IL., with a rambunctious German Shepherd
that's too big for his own good and mischievous kitten that she
affectionately calls "Itty-bitty". Her hobbies include rollerblading,
billiards, bowling, reading, watching television and going to the movies.
She has been nominated at Love Romances and More, winning honorable
mention for best paranormal book of 2006. She has won "Author of the
Month" at Warrior of Words. She was voted "New Voice of Today" at Romance
Reviews and "Rising Star" at Love Romance and More.

To learn more, and have the opportunity to speak with the author
personally, please visit the official website and forum at . D.N. is always interesting in meeting new and
wonderful people.



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