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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Touch of Frost Tour, Featuring How Zombies Stole Christmas and Starry Night (+ Giveaway!)



Many Thanks go to Sidney for this awesome post!  I hope you all enjoy it, and good luck on the giveaway at the bottom!  Both books look terrific!  And check out my site soon - I'll have a review of How Zombies Stole Christmas!!
*liz


Thanks so much to Liz for hosting us!

Lea and I are making it one big party, touring the blogesphere in celebration of the release of The Winter Realms, a loosely related collection of books set in a magical bubble where magic and fairytales are real.

Lea and I put our heads together and we thought, you know, we could tell you all about our books, the neat history we wove in, how we tricked out some typical Christmas mythos with some all new, blingy original stuff—but that’s kind of normal. What if—and stick with me here—what if we let our heroines talk about it for us?

I’m sure this sounds kind of odd, so let me explain a bit more. You see, Lea and I wrote sisters. Half sisters, both of whom are the daughters of Jack Frost, and that’s where it gets interesting…






Evie: Alright, I’m here and I even managed to find something to wear that doesn’t have baby puke on it. You guys, you’re special. This doesn’t happen for just anyone. Do you know how much puke babies can make?
Talini: That’s…lovely?

Evie: Sorry, it’s just a big deal to be out without the kids. We’re supposed to be doing something here, aren’t we? I guess they don’t roll us out for just any reason.

Talini: Ha! You mean you don’t know?

Evie: Not really. I missed a snow-mail, didn’t I?

Talini: Oh god, yes, yes you did. You’re supposed to be interviewing me. Do we need to take two while you get your shit together?

Evie: No, no. I can do this. Just ask you a few questions?

Talini: Yes.

Evie: That’s not hard. Okay, what’s your favorite color?

Talini: I’m pretty sure they meant serious questions. But it’s chestnut—like my man’s skin. Yummeh, delicious chestnut. Can we hurry this up?


Evie: Is chestnut even a color? Oh for fuck’s sake, it doesn’t matter. Do you know how little sleep I got last night? Fine. *sigh* Real questions. Okay, so, how do you like being a Frost? Oh, and chestnut? I ask for a color and you give me a tree?

Talini: Bite me. Being a Frost? Well, it’s gained me sisters I never imagined having and it’s better than being the offspring of the Unseelie King—talk about the devil…

Evie: Are we supposed to?

Talini: No.

Evie: Oh. Okay. Also, our family’s pretty big. I’m fairly certain even I don’t know how many sisters we have. Moving on! What’s your earliest memory of Dad?

Talini: Seeing as I didn’t even know about him until I was twenty-one or so, I’d have to say seeing him with the Unseelie King’s Banshee Blade at his neck in the middle of the Unseelie Court.

Evie: Nice. How did I miss that? Right, I live in Baby Land. I know we haven’t had a lot of time to talk, but why don’t you tell me a little about this guy you’ve been shacking up with lately?

Talini: Shacking up? Wow—you’re so, what’s the word? Yeah, that. We need to work on your interpersonal skills. My guy is HAWT. He’s thoughtful, stubborn, good in the sack…so actually, now that I think about it he’s a lot like me, LOLOL!

Evie: My interpersonal skills? You’re the one who was stranded and went nucking futz on a deserted planet. Anyway, where’s your mutt? I know I saw that little trouble maker around here somewhere. What is he? Where did you get him?

Talini: He’s not a mutt—he’s a fucking FOX! Say it with me Vie—FOX! An arctic blue to be precise—geebus—you and Kian always fucking with my fox. I got him where all arctic blues come from…the arctic. I visited the North Pole a few hundred years ago and his mama was caught in a trap. She’d died and he was left alone. He was mine from that point on. Wish my mom had been caught in a trap. Poor TikTok…I’m his mama now so it’s all good.

Evie: Got any big plans for the holidays this year?

Talini: Sun, sex. Sex, sun. Beer—by the way who the hell knew beer tasted so good? They even make those little thingies on them so they pour in your mouth even FASTER. So yeah, sun, sex, beer, maybe a trip back to our ice planet for a little getaway.

Evie: I miss beer. Kameron drinks weird, ancient kinds of stuff. I get—water. Anyways. What kind of underwear do you wear?


Talini: What kind of question is that?

Evie: I’m scraping the barrel here. You only get so many coherent sentences from me at a time, so that’s my question. What kind of panties do you like to wear?


Talini: I think you’re pushing the boundaries of sisterly-love. But because you asked, I don’t wear panties. I’m commando all the way, Vie. ALL. THE. WAY.

Evie: I don’t think I needed to know that…

Well, that’s it for today. The Winter Realm is waiting for you, are you ready?

Do you have a question for Sidney or Lea? Two random commentors will win copies  of either How Zombies Stole Christmas or Starry Night.



It can never be said that Sidney Bristol has had a ‘normal’ life.  She is a recovering roller derby queen, former missionary, and tattoo addict. She grew up in a motor-home on the US highways (with an occasional jaunt into Canada and Mexico), traveling the rodeo circuit with her parents. Sidney has lived abroad in both Russia and Thailand, working with children and teenagers. She now lives in Texas where she splits her time between a job she loves, writing, reading and belly dancing.
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Lea Griffith began sneaking to read her mother’s romance novels at a young age. She cut her teeth on the greats: McNaught, Woodiwiss, and Garwood. She still consumes every romance book she can put her hands on, but now she writes her own.Lea lives in rural Georgia with her husband, three teenage daughters, two dogs, a cat, and a Betta fish named Coddy George. When not working at the EDJ, she’s usually at her keyboard writing. She loves romance and nothing is off-limits when it comes to her muse.
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Every creature in Haven snuggled down in their beds, ready for another Christmas, they liked it a lot. But not everyone in this magical land shares their holiday cheer. . .

Evelina Frost is a woman used to staying in the shadows, but this year Christmas needs a hero, and with Santa away, it’s up to her to save the holiday from ruin.
A figure dressed in white cast a spell and from the frozen land, ghastly zombies appear.
Kameron is a creature out-of-place in the frigid land, but he’s carved out a life, away from his Highland moors and pastures, happy to live alone. Until a woman barges into his life, and awakens urges he hasn’t known in centuries.
“I’ll take their Christmas, their cheer and their hope,” the figure says, as zombies descend on the Snow Palace, ripping the trees and presents from the hearth.
Together, Evelina and Kameron delve into the history of their land, fighting a magical blizzard, ice zombies and an all-consuming lust for each other as magic seeks to create another fairy tale from their lives. They must fight together against the odds and save Christmas, though they might lose their hearts in the bargain.
She was banished but has never given up.



Three hundred years spent on an ice planet has not broken Talini. As a daughter of the Fae, Jack Frost, she is made of all things ice and snow. But then she meets a man who warms her as no one ever has and she is set adrift with desire.
He has contracted to find a woman lost for three centuries.
Kian has searched for a long time. Jack Frost has agreed to pay him a lot of money to find his daughter and he’s determined to see his goal met. Then he meets a woman who makes him shiver and shake, thawing his cold heart.
She has been lost but now he has found her.
Together they will set on a journey that will lead them down a perilous road. They will forge a bond as fragile as a snowflake but as strong as forever. Together they will prove that love can bloom amidst the frost. 


Hope flares each morning in the tiny flash of a second before Lette touches that first thing. And destroys it.
Her online journal spans a decade, beginning with the day a thirteen-year-old inherits an extreme form of the family ‘gift’. Every day whatever she touches converts into something new:  bunnies, bubbles, bombs, and everything in between.
Lette’s search for a cure leads her to Stefan, whose fairy-tale looks hide a monstrous legacy, and to Rag, an arrogant, crabby ex-angel with boundary issues. The three face an army led by a monster who feeds on children’s fear. But it’s their own inner demons they must defeat first.



Adonia has been isolated from society her entire life. Banished from her pack for crimes committed before her birth, she lives a solitary existence with her mother in the wilds of Siberia.
Zephyr has been sent by the ruler of winter, Jack Frost, to find a daughter he just found out existed. When Zephyr finds her, the storm that erupts is both literal and figurative.


Fated to mate, Adonia and Zephyr must find a way to put an end to the blizzard burying them in snow. Battling forces of nature neither of them understands, they are trapped inside Adonia’s small cabin, waiting for…the inevitable.



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