{"id":3773,"date":"2014-09-15T16:43:33","date_gmt":"2014-09-15T15:43:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/blog\/?p=3773"},"modified":"2014-09-15T16:43:33","modified_gmt":"2014-09-15T15:43:33","slug":"cover-reveal-her-avenging-angel-her-angel-romance-series-book-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/blog\/2014\/09\/15\/cover-reveal-her-avenging-angel-her-angel-romance-series-book-7\/","title":{"rendered":"Cover Reveal – Her Avenging Angel (Her Angel Romance Series Book 7)"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s the cover reveal day for Her Avenging Angel<\/a>, the next novel in my Her Angel romance series! Check it out below and be sure to let me know what you think in the comments, oh, and don’t forget to sign up to my newsletter if you want to be in with a chance to win a signed paperback copy! Details are below the shiny cover…<\/p>\n

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Her Avenging Angel (Her Angel Romance Series Book 7)<\/strong><\/a>
\nFelicity Heaton<\/strong>
\nOnce a proud angel of Heaven, Nevar is now a servant of Hell, bound to a new master\u00e2\u20ac\u201dthe King of Demons. Consumed by darkness and driven to seek revenge, he set in motion a series of events that awakened the Great Destroyer, a force that will bring about the apocalypse. Now, he is the creature\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s master and the fate of our world rests in the hands of an angel with only darkness in his heart.<\/p>\n

Lost in the mortal realm without any recollection of how she came to be there, Lysia is only aware that she has survived a great battle. When she stumbles into a demon bar, she finds more than a chance to discover what happened to her\u00e2\u20ac\u201dshe finds a dark and deadly angel warrior who stirs fire in her veins and awakens soul-searing passion she cannot deny.<\/p>\n

With the mounting threat of the Great Destroyer, the forces of Heaven and Hell against him, and a band of dangerous angels intent on capturing Lysia on his heels, can Nevar protect the beautiful woman who is light to his darkness and find the strength to save the world?<\/p>\n

Read on for a sneak preview of Her Avenging Angel!<\/b><\/p>\n

Her Avenging Angel is due for release in ebook and paperback on October 11th 2014 and will be available from all major online book retailers. Pre-order links available at: <\/i>http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/her-avenging-angel-romance-book.php<\/a><\/b><\/p>\n

Join my mailing list to receive a notification when Her Avenging Angel<\/i> is released, PLUS a sneak preview of the first 6 chapters of the book and chances to WIN a signed paperback copy: http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/newsletter.php<\/a><\/p>\n

Add the book to your Goodreads shelf at: https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/20940849-her-avenging-angel<\/a><\/p>\n

Books in the Her Angel paranormal romance series:<\/b>
\nBook 1: Her Dark Angel<\/a> \u00e2\u20ac\u201c FREE in ebook at selected retailers
\nBook 2: Her Fallen Angel<\/a>
\nBook 3: Her Warrior Angel<\/a>
\nBook 4: Her Guardian Angel<\/a>
\nBook 5: Her Demonic Angel<\/a>
\nBook 6: Her Wicked Angel<\/a>
\nBook 7: Her Avenging Angel<\/a><\/p>\n

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EXCERPT<\/b><\/p>\n

Lysia hovered by the entrance of the inn, unsure whether to enter or leave. Her stomach gurgled again, making her decision for her. She had to stay. There were colourful glass bottles lining the wall to her right and demons there were serving drinks to people who lined a long black bar. If they had mead and other liquids then perhaps they had food for her.<\/p>\n

She moved deeper into the room and everyone turned to stare at her, their eyes wide. She frowned at them all. Why did they stare? She thought them all strange but she wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t being rude by staring at them. If she hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been so hungry, she would have asked them, or forced them to tell her the reason.<\/p>\n

She pushed through a group of male demons, all of which were wearing their human forms, and they turned on her. Their growls died as their eyes fell on her and they parted, staring as she passed.<\/p>\n

Lysia leaned against the tacky black bar top.<\/p>\n

A man walked over to her, tossed a rag over his shoulder, and smiled.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll it be?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I require sustenance.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He frowned, a puzzled edge to his dark eyes, and shook his head.<\/p>\n

Lysia tried again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I must eat.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He waved his right hand and another man joined him, a blond with pale eyes.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Problem?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the blond said.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not getting this one,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the brunet responded.<\/p>\n

The blond raked his eyes over her, his right brow quirking. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Taking things a bit far, aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t we? You want something?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

She nodded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I need sustenance.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He looked at his friend and shrugged. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t understand her.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

What was there to understand? She only wanted food.<\/p>\n

Blood.<\/p>\n

The two men walked away, serving others who seemed to have no problem ordering what they desired and receiving it. She cursed them and everyone who communicated with them with ease. While she could understand many languages, she could write and speak only one. Without being able to speak to the serving staff, she had no chance of getting blood.<\/p>\n

A woman beside her cast a glance her way, looked down at herself, and slipped off her seat and walked away, disappearing into the heavy crowd.<\/p>\n

Lysia sighed, perched herself on the seat, and leaned on the bar with her forehead resting on her arms. She was warmer inside this noisy inn but still hungry, and still tired. She needed to feed. How?<\/p>\n

A male stopped to her left.<\/p>\n

She turned her head towards him and ran her eyes up from the waist of his impeccable crisp black suit to his shoulders and then his face. Vampire. She knew his kind and could see through his fa\u00c3\u00a7ade to the wretched monster beneath. He smiled, his fangs on show to her and his pale blue eyes swirling with ill intentions.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Having trouble?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d The dark-haired vampire leaned his left elbow on the bar beside her and she sat up.<\/p>\n

She nodded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I need to order blood.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He frowned at her and her heart sank. He didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t understand her either.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What language is that? I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m afraid I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not familiar with it. Can you mime what you want?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He shifted closer and she focused hard on every word he said, listening closely so she could grasp the words he used and use them too.<\/p>\n

He smiled a little wider, and shifted a little closer. His gaze drifted down to her chest and back up again.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mime?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He made a show of using his hands to make shapes.<\/p>\n

She was about to do as he asked when he danced his fingers over her left shoulder.<\/p>\n

A cold shiver ran over her flesh and skated down her spine.<\/p>\n

Lysia flicked her right wrist and hurled him across the room, scattering the crowd and ripping a few shocked gasps from them.<\/p>\n

A male further along the bar looked her way.<\/p>\n

She froze as her eyes met his, heat pulsing through her, a visceral throb that reached right down to her bones.
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\nThe male was handsome, but darkness clung to him, danger that called to her and lured her to him. There was evil in him.<\/p>\n

He would know her tongue.<\/p>\n

He raised a glass filled with green liquid and tipped his head, causing threads of his silver-white hair to fall and brush his brow. He swept them back and she caught a brief glimpse of tiny horns above his ears. Her belly flipped and heated.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Kudos for giving Villandry hell,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said above the thumping music, his deep rumbling voice doing funny things to her insides and turning her knees to rubber.<\/p>\n

She presumed Villandry was the name of the vampire now picking himself up off the floor across the busy room. She wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sure what kudos meant though.<\/p>\n

Lysia swallowed her trembling heart, slipped off her seat and approached the pale-haired male with all the confidence she could muster when he was staring at her, his jade eyes burning into her body and setting her aflame.<\/p>\n

Rousing strange feelings within her.<\/p>\n

She halted beside him.<\/p>\n

He swivelled to face her, set his drink down on the bar but kept his left hand on the stem of the elegant glass, and raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why are you naked?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He held his right hand out and black material appeared in it. He offered it to her.<\/p>\n

Lysia took it and stared at it, unsure what to do with it.<\/p>\n

The male huffed, released his drink and stood, managing to tower over her despite the fact she was taller than the other females present. He moved closer to her and took the material back, but she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t notice it leaving her hands. The heat radiating from his big body washed over her, cocooning her in warmth and strengthening the feelings stirring in the pit of her belly.<\/p>\n

She stared down at the strip of cut, hard muscles visible between the armoured plates around his hips and his breastplate. A warrior. Her heart accelerated. Her breathing quickened. She dragged her eyes back up to his face and found he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t looking at her. He busied himself with slipping her arms into the garment he had made for her and she busied herself with memorising every sculpted plane of his face, from his straight nose and strong jaw, to his firm lips as they compressed into a mulish line.<\/p>\n

She inched her gaze up higher, to the stunning jade eyes that were focused on their work with an intensity that made her ache inside with a desire to have them locked on hers with the same ferocity.<\/p>\n

They shifted to meet hers and then dropped, a fascinating glimmer of shyness in them that lasted only a heartbeat before coldness swept in to wash it away.<\/p>\n

He tugged the material closed over her front and tied a belt around her waist, fastening the garment in place.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153There,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he murmured, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153now people will stop looking at you funnily, and you can stop looking at me funnily.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He stepped back, a scowl darkening his striking eyes. She hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been looking at him strangely. She was merely fascinated by him. Now that she was close to him, she could sense the depth of the darkness within him but something else countered it, something she could only describe as good. There was more to the male before her than she had anticipated, and it made the pull she felt towards him grow stronger.<\/p>\n

She looked herself over. The sleeves were too long, concealing her hands, and the material reached her ankles. The garment covered all of her, leaving nothing on show. Had that been his intention?<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you want?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said, bringing her focus back to him.<\/p>\n

She lifted her eyes to meet his. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Blood.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He back peddled, almost falling over his seat, a flicker of something dark crossing his handsome face. His eyes shone pure violet.<\/p>\n

He had eyes like hers.<\/p>\n

And he understood her.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Leave me alone,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he barked and snatched up his drink with a shaky hand. He downed it, slammed the glass back onto the bar top, and shoved it forwards, away from him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not interested.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Lysia frowned and shrank back. Why was he rejecting her company? He had given her something to wear, had seemed concerned about her, and now he was pushing her away. She clutched the robe over her chest in both hands and risked a step closer to him instead.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I only desire blood\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 but I cannot order it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

His violet gaze darted to her and away again. A shadow settled on his troubled features, turning them grim. He looked down into her eyes for long seconds, stealing all of her attention, sucking it away from the room and her surroundings.<\/p>\n

He raised his hand and she flinched away, anticipating the strike.<\/p>\n

It didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t happen.<\/p>\n

She squinted, remaining held away from him, and looked up into his eyes.<\/p>\n

He cocked a single pale eyebrow and waved his left hand. The brunet male behind the bar came to them. He had been signalling the serving staff.<\/p>\n

Lysia grimaced.<\/p>\n

She had much to learn about this realm.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Blood, straight up,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the white-haired male said.<\/p>\n

The servant\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s expression turned wary and he shifted foot to foot. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not allowed to serve you blood, remember? You made me promise.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

He had? She canted her head, studying both men. Why had the man asked the servant not to give him blood? Did he drink it as she did?<\/p>\n

The pale-haired warrior scrubbed a hand down his face and sighed. He pressed both hands into the bar, digging his black claws into the wood, and leaned forwards, closer to the man.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It is not for me. It is for the woman.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

The brunet shrugged. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153She has to order it then.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

The warrior tipped his head back, screwed his eyes shut and sighed, and she felt he was searching for calm. He drew several slow deep breaths before opening his eyes again and fixing them back on the barman.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I do not think she knows how,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I tried, but the man didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t understand me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d That brought his gaze back to her and she shivered under the intensity of it.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That would be because you are speaking a language this man doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 one I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a fucking clue about either but for some godforsaken reason I can understand you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He shoved his fingers through his hair, clawing it back until it tugged at his forehead, smoothing the skin, and ground his teeth. He released his head, dropped his hands to his sides, and huffed as he leaned over, bringing his face close to hers. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Repeat after me if you desire\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 blood.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

She nodded, noting that it had taken a lot of effort for him to speak that final word. Why?<\/p>\n

She leaned closer to him, trying to shut out the noise of the room so she could hear every syllable that left his lips.<\/p>\n

She watched how they moved as he spoke. How his tongue moved. How his teeth moved.<\/p>\n

Her focus shattered.<\/p>\n

He had fangs.<\/p>\n

Made for drinking blood.<\/p>\n

Yet he had asked the man not to serve it to him.<\/p>\n

And she had asked him to speak of it, something which had evidently pained him.<\/p>\n

She stepped back and his pale eyebrows dipped low above his now-green eyes.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m sorry. I have troubled you with my request.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She went to turn away but he caught her arm in a vice-like grip, holding her firm. She looked down at his black fingers around her and the claws that blended into the robe he had given her, and then up into his eyes.<\/p>\n

He shook his head and spoke again, slower this time. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153A glass of blood, please.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Lysia swallowed to wet her parched throat and spoke the sounds he had made, repeating them several times over and growing in confidence when he smiled, making her heart flutter in her chest. He nodded and jerked his head towards the brunet behind the bar.<\/p>\n

She turned to face him. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153A glass of blood, puh-leeese.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll work on that last bit,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the warrior muttered beside her, a touch of warmth in his deep voice.<\/p>\n

The man nodded. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ten quid.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Ten quid?<\/p>\n

What was a quid and where did she find ten of them?<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Money,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the brunet said.<\/p>\n

She looked down at herself. As the warrior had clearly mentioned, and this man knew, she had come here naked. She had no coin.<\/p>\n

The warrior huffed and slammed two pieces of reddish paper down on the bar top. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s on me. Plus my usual.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

The bartender looked displeased and Lysia feared he wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t give her the blood because the warrior was paying for it, and had requested this man not serve him blood.<\/p>\n

She bared her fangs and growled at the brunet, preparing to attack.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Down girl.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d The white-haired warrior caught hold of her arm again, wrapping long fingers around it, and heat blazed through her.<\/p>\n

She looked across at him, her eyes wide. He glared at the bartender.<\/p>\n

The man heaved a sigh, swiped the money off the bar, and walked away. A sharp spear shot through her heart and she tried to pull away from the warrior to follow the man, afraid he wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t return.<\/p>\n

The warrior\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s grip on her arm tightened and he pulled her closer, until her backside bumped against his thighs. An achy shiver bolted through her and she spun to face him, catching the shock in his eyes before he covered it. He had felt it too.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153He will be back with your drink and then you can leave me alone,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he said in a gruff tone, released her and sat back on his seat, turning his profile to her.<\/p>\n

Lysia\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s heartbeat began to climb, awareness of the people around her creeping back in. The vampire was on his feet again and glaring at her. Others stared her way too. Some of them not mortal. She didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like how they watched her, not when she was weak.<\/p>\n

Only the warrior felt as if he wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t a threat to her and that he would protect her rather than seek to harm her.<\/p>\n

She didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want to leave his side.<\/p>\n

The brunet returned as the warrior had said, bringing an elegant glass of green liquid for him and one filled with dark liquid. He set that one down in front of her and moved off to serve another patron.<\/p>\n

The warrior eyed her expectantly.<\/p>\n

He wanted her to leave.<\/p>\n

Lysia sucked down a breath for courage and reminded herself that she was a warrior too and as powerful as any of these beings on her best day. Today was not her best day though and it was wreaking havoc on her courage, leaving her feeling vulnerable. She was injured, starving, and everything around her felt so alien and unfamiliar.<\/p>\n

Except for him.<\/p>\n

He made her feel safe.<\/p>\n

She made sure she had all of his attention before she whispered, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Allow me to stay. The men here mean me harm.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

His face darkened, his jade eyes swirling into blazing violet, and he slid his deadly gaze towards those staring at her.<\/p>\n

She felt their eyes leave her.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sit,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he growled, more a command than a request, and she obeyed.<\/p>\n

She took the stool beside him, swivelled to face the bar and picked up her glass. She sipped the blood, her gums itching and fangs aching to descend. She wanted to gulp it down but it was such a small quantity and she didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think the warrior would buy her more.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t enough to appease her hunger. It would only take the edge off it.<\/p>\n

She would need more and her heart said she knew where she wanted her next meal to come from.<\/p>\n

Her gaze slid to the warrior, settling on his strong neck and the pulse hammering there, powerful and steady, a beat that called to her.<\/p>\n

She wanted to bite him.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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Her Avenging Angel is due for release in ebook and paperback on October 11th 2014 and will be available from all major online book retailers. Pre-order links available at: <\/i>http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/her-avenging-angel-romance-book.php<\/a><\/b><\/p>\n

Join my mailing list to receive a notification when Her Avenging Angel<\/i> is released, PLUS a sneak preview of the first 6 chapters of the book and chances to WIN a signed paperback copy: http:\/\/www.felicityheaton.com\/newsletter.php<\/a><\/p>\n

Add the book to your Goodreads shelf at: https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/20940849-her-avenging-angel<\/a><\/p>\n

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Books in the Her Angel paranormal romance series:<\/b>
\nBook 1: Her Dark Angel<\/a> \u00e2\u20ac\u201c FREE in ebook at selected retailers
\nBook 2: Her Fallen Angel<\/a>
\nBook 3: Her Warrior Angel<\/a>
\nBook 4: Her Guardian Angel<\/a>
\nBook 5: Her Demonic Angel<\/a>
\nBook 6: Her Wicked Angel<\/a>
\nBook 7: Her Avenging Angel<\/a><\/p>\n

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