Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Great Advance Review For The Darkest Joy!

Come see what the reviewers are saying about The Darkest Joy!

My upcoming release with Amira Press
October 24th 2008 (www.amirapress.com)

Just in time For Halloween!
A Fallen Angel who searches for redemption by finding love in the arms of a human woman.
And the demons of hell who will do anything to stop him!

Bitten By Books reviewer Virginias says....

Four Tombstones For The Darkest Joy!

Caim is a fallen angel who is being punished for a transgression in heaven. But the overall story is very intriguing. The idea that a fallen angel can avoid becoming a demon and being one of Lucifer’s minions made for an interesting book. There is a scene where Bliss has to explain how chicken tenders taste to the fallen angel. I liked the idea that Bliss would be able to help save him and her medical knowledge didn’t hurt to have either. The chemistry between Bliss and Caim is steamy and romantic. I think that Ms. Rose’s story has a lot of potential and if you enjoyed City of Angels, then you’ll definitely enjoy “The Darkest Joy”. I am curious to see if she has a sequel planned for this book to further the story. If you like Ms. Rose’s other work, you’ll enjoy this book. Check it out today.

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Hugs and Cheesecake

Monday, October 13, 2008

Touch of Evil By Dahlia Rose Unedited Xcerpt

Hey Guys and Dollz
Touch of Evil is almost done and soon going off to the publishers. I wanted to give you a sneek Peak into the empathic world of Iris and the people with her who have been taksed with saving the world from..... Hell.
Enjoy :)
Collin and Neela came through the door and Iris braced herself for an onslaught of emotion. There was none, all she got off of them was calm and peace. It was a blessing compared to how Adam had barreled into the room and his emotion has barraged her. When they came in they had already begun to shield themselves. And she also prayed part of it was that she was getting stronger.
"Ms. Lady I should beat you!" Neela smiled with her hand on her hips. "Bow come here and give me a hug." Her smiled faltered a little. "Can you hug me without you…well you know?"
Iris stepped close to the woman she could call friend. "I can hug you Neela and even if it caused me pain I still would." She embraced the blond and closed her eyes when her embraced was returned. "I have missed you, you know."
Iris pulled away and met Collins stare and calm smile. "I'm getting stronger Collin so you better hug me too."
"I'm glad to see you Iris." Collin folded her in his arms. "Even though it is under these circumstances." As he held her he whispered a private message just for her ears. "I always knew that there was a higher purpose to your gift. You are our salvation and our blessing."
His words hit her heart like an arrow piercing into its depths. It made the situation more real than she ever thought possible. They were people whose lives depended on her, this entire country would live or die depending on her actions. They moved from the foyer to the living room, Irish sat in the overstuff chair near the window. The noise and siren from outside blared in and the low hum of emotions in her head had become louder since she was closer to the source. Adam eyes searched her face, before he went and closed the window. He walked back to the bed room and came back with a bottle of Tylenol and snagged a bottle of water from the kitchen.
Iris took the pills and water gratefully. Neela and Collins eyes were on hers as she swallowed four of the white capsules. "I'm controlling it but it is still a little much."
"Compared to how you were when I last saw you, I'd say it is a miracle you are out here sitting with us." Neela smiled with encouragement.
"We were listening to the radio as we came here. People are making a mass exodus out of ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />California and Las Vega it seems." Collin supplied the information. "Everything seemed to have started from there and is spreading outwards."
"Have you found out anything about the demon Acenath?" Iris asked.
"There were only a few vague references to her in the few texts I had. Stuff like daughter of maliciousness and whore of the defiler whom we all know is the demon Mephistopheles."
"No we didn't all know that." Neela sat back in her chair. "I am still trying to get my bearing on what the hell we saw happen at the shelter. The cops pick the guy up and he went like kitten! And that is after he kicked in a thick metal door and some kind of crap escaped his body!"
"That was an exorcism of sorts." Collin explained. 'I had to be quick about it because I don't know how long we could've held him. People possessed like that have super human strength."
"Possession? Iris asked. "But how would that be possible and to know directly where to go?"
"And how would the possessed person be able to get the information back to this demon chick?" Adam added.
"I don't know, all I can think of is that Acenath is using some of the tricks of hell to find you. Demons and evil are all connected some how." Collin explained.
"We can't do anything until we get more information about her and what she is capable of." Adam concluded.
"When I called the church Arch diocese, I could tell something was up." Collin wiped his hands across his face. 'They were all in an uproar and wanted to know what I had seen, but man they were holding on to some secrets like Fort Knox. They wouldn't tell me a damn thing except that to follow the signs and now would be a good time to rejoin the fold."
"Well shit, if the Catholic Church is in an uproar, we are basically screwed." Neela concluded. "The dreams were bad ass, I'm telling you the Acenath looks like a living dead doll and those look-a-likes she has with her. Can you say creepy?"
"I did find out about those two." Collin voice held no emotion. "They are some bad, very bad news."
"Who are they?" Iris leaned forward and rested her hands on her knees. Behind her perched on the arm of the over sized chair Adam rubbed her back comfortingly. Iris didn't think she would ever feel comfort again after what she was hearing. How could I have gone from the peace of an island to the middle of a war between good and evil in a matter of days?..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
"Drake and Delilah, their creation was no less than pure evil incarnate. Their mother was a virgin who was stolen by a cult to be the vessel of evil. They used some serious black magic to summon Lucifer himself to plant his seed inside her. He possessed the cult leader who raped the poor girl over and over again." Irish watched a shudder passed through Collins body. Even though he was no longer a priest because of his faith what he knew made him make the sign off the cross on his body. "They held her captive, while the pregnancy gestated, the poor girl started craving bloody meat and flesh while she was pregnant. When those two were born it, she died. Their eyes are like the pits of the damned, they kill, they are cannibals and it took an army of priest to kill them. Then they were buried on holy ground. It took some serious power for Acenath to raise them."
"My god so those two are like the twin version of the anti Christ?" Iris breathed out in horror.
"No, no!" Collin answered hastily. "That is the end of the world as we know it. They are always some demon who thinks they can jump off Armageddon and win the favor of Lucifer. No one knows that he had many children all demons, Drake and Delilah are just two of thousands that were created. Acenath is using them to try to wage her own little war.
'But why, what could she have against the world so much that she has to try to destroy it!"
"I'd like to know that as well." Neela said grimly
Well fuck if we don't find some answers we are royally screwed.' Adam said harshly."
The room was suddenly bathed in a golden glow that caused each of them to gasp. In the middle of the bright light that encompassed the room stood a magnificent presence with white wings outspread. Iris knew who it was instantly, the sense of peace that filled her body made her sigh. As the light faded Selma's smiling face was clear and brilliant. Her wings folded down and she stood in the midst of the group with her hands clasped serenely in front of her. Adam eyes were wide as saucers while Collin had dropped to his knees from his seat. Neela had sat back in her chair and never took her eyes of the angel, with her mouth open wide tears began to fall down her cheeks.
"Selma," Iris whispered.
The angel who was her protector looked at her with kind eyes. "Hello dear heart, I came at your call like I said I would."
"But I didn't call yet,"
Selma's laugh sounded like the jingle of crystal chimes. 'I always watch over you Irish. I knew when you would call even before you did. You all have questions and I have come to answer them. Then tomorrow your journey will begin, for there is a lot that will stand in your way before you can reach Acenath."
"We are leaving the city?" Irish asked.
Selma looked at each of them individually. "Yes you are going to take the battle to her."
"Can I...Why us?" Collin asked hesitantly.
Selma reached out and cupped his cheek. The look of serenity that passed on Collins face was indescribable. "Each of you have fought your own battles with the evils of the world and all of you are connected with Iris. Who else would we chose to take on this charge for the righteous?" Collin, a priest who had been jaded by the sins of the church, but yet you keep your faith and help others. Do you not yet see you help more of the needy and the down trodden without a priest collar around your neck?"
Selma turned to Neela. "You have seen so much in the years that you have served with law enforcement. You have shed so many tears and the angels have cried with you. Even now your tough exterior does little to hide the compassion in you. That is why you protect and serve in your own way and you stand side by side with Iris now." Neela wiped the tears on her cheeks.
Her gaze settled finally on Adam, Iris could sense he held his breath as Selma spoke. "Adam, you fight with your words and with your knowledge. You defend the helpless with your cause. Your righteous indignation in the court room cannot be matched. You have the heart of a Lion and your love of Iris will help her when the pain of all she feels become to much."
Selma smile to Iris was brilliant. "You are getting stronger dear heart. I am so very proud of you."
"Thank you Selma," Iris replied. She tried not to see her as an angel but a friend who stayed the loneliness away when she lived in solitude. 'You said you came with answers for us, how so?"

Yes I know I left you hanging here.. But to see the full story of Iris and Adam. Touch of Evil will be out in 2009.

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Dahlia Rose,

Author, mother, lover, friend she is a rainbow of openness never to be defined. Defining her would be like trying to block a bullet. But, if you tried and happen to stumble upon her in wikipedia, you would find that she has lived nine lives and has warmed a million hearts. She has done more than most and navigated everywhere loving freely and forever changing her hair. A light to this world who uses her being to unfold secrets and keys that lay beneath destinies and blessing. She worships the moon and tattoos her dreams in books. A lioness brought here to conquer the sun with a pen…no war…love as a weapon to win. With Love as her sweater constantly warming you and I with words.

A best selling author of contemporary and paranormal romance with a hint of Caribbean spice. She was born and raised on a Caribbean island and now currently lives in Charlotte, NC with her five kids who she affectionately nicknamed "The children of the corn” and her biggest supporter/long time love. She has a love of erotica, dark fantasy, Sci-fi and the things that go bump in the night. Books and writing are her biggest passion and she hopes to open your imagination to the unknown between the pages of her books