Friday, June 14, 2013

The Blood Code Guest Post by Misty Evans.

I am so lucky to have Misty Evans stop by. Please welcome Misty Evans.

Remember your first kiss? I do. It was in a coat closet at school in the third grade. I didn’t even know it was coming until a second before it happened. Shawn and I were the only two kids left after coming in from recess. He said, “I’m going to kiss you” and he did. A big, wet, sloppy eight-year-old kiss. Shocked the you-know-what out of me.

Most women have a similar story. Their first kiss was not the stuff of romance novels. No, for most of us, our first kiss was…icky, surprising in a not-so-good way, or lacked the heavenly bliss we thought it should have.

But what about your first kiss with your current partner? Do you remember that first kiss?

Oh, yeah, I remember that one too. We went out for pizza and a movie with friends and at the end of the night, well…let’s just say it was unforgettable. I’d known him since elementary school but never imagined he could kiss like that. (He was a first-chair trumpet player at State in high school…very strong, flexible lips, let me tell you!) That was thirty years ago and the memory still curls my toes.

That’s the type of visceral reaction I want readers to experience in my romance novels the first time my hero and heroine kiss. Heck, even before they kiss. Sparks should fly at the first meeting. When they’re apart, just thinking about the other should make their pulses speed up. When they are together, they want to touch each other, learn everything about the other person, get lost in the heat and passion that new love brings. And that first kiss? It better curl the reader’s toes as well as the heroine’s.

In my new sexy spy thriller, THE BLOOD CODE, my lost Russian princess, Anya, has never kissed a guy before. Her grandmother secreted her out of Russia when she was eleven, and since then, she’s been living a secret life. She can’t tell anyone who she really is for fear of putting them in danger, and that makes having a relationship impossible.

But when she’s forced to return to Moscow, she teams up with a CIA agent to stop a madman from starting a nuclear war. As Anya and Ryan work together, unexpected passions flare between them, leading to Anya’s first real kiss:

As he pulled away, she gripped his shirt and jerked him back to her. Rising on tiptoes, she planted a kiss, smack on those delicious lips that had just been taunting her earlobe.
She meant it as a thank-you. As a be safe message. It didn’t matter. Ryan enfolded her in his arms, molding her body to his, and kissed her back.
The kiss was soft but demanding. Succumbing, she followed his lead, letting him take charge.
My first real kiss.
And boy, oh boy, it was one for the books.
The world spun for a minute, so she hung on. To him, to the feelings boiling underneath her skin. She wanted to forget the nightmare her life had become. Forget who she was and the choices lying in front of her. Forget how tired she was. For that moment, the only decision she wanted to make was whether to trust Ryan’s intentions.
His tongue teased hers and she melted a little more. If he hadn’t been holding her up, she would have sunk to the floor, dragging him with her.
Another noise interrupted their embrace, and Ryan broke the kiss, glancing at the door. When no warnings sounded, he raised her hand and kissed her fingers, gave her a meaningful look, and headed for the door.
Once there, he listened for a long moment, body tense. Then he cracked opened one side of the French doors and checked the guard situation. Must have been clear, because he gave her a final glance and disappeared into the night.

So do you remember your first real kiss? Was it romance-story worthy?

Misty Evans is the best-selling and award-winning author of four series: Super Agent spy series, the Witches Anonymous paranormal romance series, the dark paranormal Lost Worlds series and her urban fantasy Kali Sweet series.

She has short stories in Entangled, A Paranormal Anthology, and Every Witch Way But Wicked. All proceeds from Entangled go to the Breast Cancer Research Foundation and all proceeds for EWWBW go to Nathon Fillion’s Kids Need To Read charity.

Misty likes her coffee black, her conspiracy stories juicy, and her wicked characters dressed in couture. When not reading or writing, she enjoys hanging out with her husband of twenty-four years and their twin sons. Learn more and sign up for her newsletter at Like her author page on Facebook or follow her on Twitter.

Fifteen years ago, Anya Radzoya fled Russia with her grandmother after the suspicious deaths of her parents, but she can’t escape the royal genes that make her one of Russia’s last living princesses. When President Ivanov blackmails her into returning to Moscow in exchange for her grandmother’s life, Anya discovers he’s planning to unleash a nuclear war. With no one else to turn to, she joins forces with CIA operative Ryan Smith.

Undercover at the nuclear summit, Ryan recruits Anya to find proof Ivanov is resurrecting the Cold War, but he suspects his new asset is a double agent. Anya is determined to rescue her grandmother with or without his help, however, and Ryan finds himself falling for the beautiful princess before he even trusts her.

Trapped inside the Kremlin with a cunning and ruthless opponent, the two must risk their lives and their hearts to save Anya’s grandmother as well as millions of innocent people.

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THE BLOOD CODE Blog Tour is full of interviews, guest posts, spy quizzes, and giveaways! One lucky reader will receive a princess-cut tennis bracelet and there’s other princess bling to be won, including tiara key chains (limited to US and Canada). But that's not all, three international winners will be selected to receive a free ebook copy of THE BLOOD CODE, and an ebook copy from any of Misty’s super agent backlist books.

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Hi, Misty! First kiss at 8? Wowza! Sadly, I don't remember my first specific kiss with my husband, but I remember the evening and our first date. We ended up staying up all night long at my house (at the time I was in my 2nd year of college and living at home) and when my mom came downstairs at 7:30 in the morning she asked if Rob had stayed all night. I told her nope, he just came over early to see me. Bad girl. Luckily, we were good kids and just talked and kissed a little. :) Congrats on The Blood Code!

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