Dianne Duvall
Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the acclaimed Immortal Guardians series, the exciting new Aldebarian Alliance series, and The Gifted Ones series. She is known for writing stories full of action that keeps readers flipping pages well past their bedtimes, strong heroes who adore strong heroines, lovable secondary characters, swoon-worthy romance, and humor that readers frequently complain makes them laugh out loud at inappropriate moments. AudioFile Magazine chose The Segonian (Aldebarian Alliance Book 2) as one of the Best Audiobooks of 2021 and awarded it the AudioFile Earphones Award for Exceptional Audio. It was also a Barnes and Noble Top 5 Indie Favorite Pick. Audible chose Awaken the Darkness as one of the Top 5 Best Paranormal Romances of 2018.
Reviewers have called Dianne's books "fast-paced and humorous" (Publishers Weekly), "utterly addictive" (RT Book Reviews), "extraordinary" (Long and Short Reviews), and "wonderfully imaginative" (The Romance Reviews). Her audiobooks have been awarded AudioFile Earphone Awards for Excellence. One was nominated for a prestigious Audie Award. And her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers' Choice Awards.
When she isn't writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete like some of the psychotic vampires she creates in her books.
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“Listen closely, Sebastien Newcombe, ... I will only say this once. I understand the despair coursing through you. I understand the rage that is eating away at your insides like acid. If you want to lash out at me, you are welcome to do so...But if you ever give me reason to believe you have been anything less than kind to the woman who resides here, I will strike your head from your body and you will go down in history as the only immortal I have ever killed. Nod your head that you understand me.”
“Reordon,” a male voice came over the line.“Chris, it’s Marcus.”“Hey, man. How’s it going?”“Not that great. I wrecked my bike.”“Ah, hell. Not the Hayabusa.”“That’s the one.”“Please tell me it’s just a scratch.”Marcus studied the wreckage. “I’m sure if you sort through the debris, one or two pieces will have scratches on them.”
“Growling, Marcus put all of his strength behind his next swing, deflecting the blow meant to sever his head and snapping Roy's blade in two.Dumb ass. That's what happened when you puchased weapons off of cable shopping networks.”
“What did you think I would do? Ask her if I could braid her hair after we gave each other facials and painted our toenails? Marcus”
“You stabbed me in the ass?” Bastien”
“Speaking of bloodbaths, what happened at the meeting?” David”
“What....are you high? You just told me my hair is beautiful.” Seth”
“I may be small, but I can put away a lot of food.” Sarah”
“That pronouncement went over about as well as an all-vegan buffet at a Cattlemen's Association dinner.”
“I’m not antisocial. I just want to be left alone.” ~ Roland”
“My life was so barren before we met, Sarah. I couldn't feel anything anymore. Didn't let myself fell anything." Reaching up, he stroked her lovely face. "Then you came along with your courage and teasing and passion and woke me up.""Now I feel so much that, at times, it overwhelms me," he admitted. "I laugh. I want. I live, Sarah. Because of you.”
“You’re apologizing? Seriously, what happened to you? Have you been taken over by a pod person?”
“Beautiful, brave and possessed of violent tendencies. I like her.”
“You still aren't screaming.""Is that the usual reaction you get when people realize you're, um...""Different? Yes, generally."Marcus stepped up beside him. "We also get shrieks, curses, pant wetting, bowels releasing"--Sarah grimaced--"religious recitations..."Her eyebrows rose. "Religious recitations?""You know--Get thee back, you, ah..." He nudged Roland. "What was it that priest called us?"Roland rolled his eyes. "Which one?""The one in London.""What century?""Eighteenth."Sarah's mouth fell open."The one with hair like Albert Einstein?""Yes.""Spawns of Satan.""Right." Adopting a raspy elderly man's voice, Marcus shook his fist at Sarah and intoned dramatically, "Get thee back, ye spawns of Satan. Return thee to the bowels of hell where ye belong!" Lowering his fist, he proceeded in a normal voice."Then he hurled numerous biblical versus at our heads as we walked away...But screaming is by far the most common reaction, from both men and women.”