Welcome to Susan Hanniford Crowley on Day 5 of "Meet Our Blog Tour Authors".
I’m Susan Hanniford Crowley, author of the Vampires in
I’m a crossover author from science fiction and fantasy, who has studied vampire mythology and documented cases for the last 20 years. I enjoy spending time with my family and collecting dragons and seashells.
Blurb from Vampire in the Basement: (ebook) (sequel to When Love Survives)
When shifter Gregor and half elf/half leprechaun
A broken heart can never heal. That’s what Gregor’s sister,
Tall, blond, and handsome Theo, vampire and Arnhem Knight, assists supernaturals in need but when he meets
Waking up with Gregor’s strong naked body against hers was a hundred times delicious, so delicious, that it was easy to forget they were sharing a makeshift bed of an open sleeping bag and blankets in a cave somewhere in
The man holding onto her so tightly saved her life and sanity. A part of
Gregor growled in his sleep, and she couldn't help kissing the stubble of beard on his cheek. How does he always manage to look so ‘drink me up sexy’? A part of her couldn't help but be annoyed, but the other part of her enjoyed looking at him too much. Then he moved onto his back, and she couldn’t resist crawling on top of him and brushing her lips ever so gently on his.
In one swift movement, he had her on her back. His blue
"Gree, I was thinking that I feel well enough to go back to
“Sweetheart, there aren't anymore survivors to find." He stroked the side of her face, his fingers lingering in her hair. "I had to get you out of there. You were dying.” As his mouth pressed against her lips, his tongue pushed them apart and caressed the inside of her mouth until she gasped. “I love you, Reggie. How would I live without you?” With his lips, he worshiped her eyes, her nose, and finally her mouth again.
“Still we should have stayed. There might have been something else we could have done.”
"No. There wasn't." His eyes narrowed. "You're afraid to meet my family."
"No," she stammered. "It's not that at all.
He chuckled. "Yes, it is,
"What if they don't like me?"
"They are going to love you. Like I do. Okay, maybe not exactly like I do." He had one hand on her breast.
Thanks for coming, Susan...love that last line!