Paper Myths Media is OVERJOYED to be hosting the Release Week Tour for Wither on the Vine by Andrea Jenelle! This is the second book in the Sons and Daughters of Lir series but it can be read as a standalone! Think fated mates, shifters, witches, and revenge!
Wither on the Vine releases: July 15th! The TOUR DATES are June 15th - June 21st
ARCS will be AVAILABLE closer to the start of the tour!
Keep reading for all the details on the book!
PRIMARY GENRE: Paranormal Romance - Runs the gambit, think Vampire Diaries to Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark Hunters, to Lara Adrian's Midnight Breed series, and Jeaniene Frost's Night Huntress novels.
HEAT LEVEL: Light Me on Fire Hot - all the SEX, with graphic explicit details and descriptions. Think Laurel K. Hamilton, Lora Leigh, Kel Carpenter, and Rachel Van Dyken.
TRIGGERS: Off page death, references to war
THE BLURB:
The first time the golden Prince of the Each Uisge laid eyes on the blacksmith’s daughter, she was seated at her loom.
The winter light was spilling through her window, illuminating her against the drab gray backdrop of her cottage. He stood on the other side looking in. Willing her to glance out the window.
He didn’t feel the snowflakes landing on his shoulders. He didn’t notice the bitter wind skating over his exposed cheeks and the bridge of his nose.
When the girl finally looked up, her eyes flared wide and her cheeks flushed.
The girl thought the prince looked like the dark sun that made people either tremble at its power or bask in wonder.
All the shiny parts of him flickered in his eyes.
Instinctively, she knew he was her enemy. The double sword hilts that rose from behind his shoulders confirmed her theory.
None of that mattered.
She wanted to hear his laughter.
She wanted to know if it sounded like the fractured rumble of the tide or the cold gleam of distant stars.
Her brothers and father were busy at the forge, or hunting for the evening meal.
She sensed no danger in her heart, and her wild magic called to his.
And so the blacksmith’s daughter rose from her feet and opened the door to her kind’s greatest enemy.
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