June 13, 2019

Lunar Court Blog Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway


Lunar Court (Alpha Girl #8)
Author: Aileen Erin
Genre: YA Paranormal

Publication Date: June 11, 2019
Publisher: Ink Monster LLC


From USA Today Bestselling Author Aileen Erin

Chris is the guy Cosette always wanted.

Fun. Funny. Lighthearted and sweet. Chris always manages to find beauty and laughter, even when fighting a chapel full of demons. He’s exactly what she needs. Except he’s a werewolf and she’s a member of the Lunar Court — the only fey court that holds sway over the werewolves. Even on his best day, Chris isn’t strong enough to last a few hours in the Lunar Court without becoming a slave. No matter how much Cosette’s heart wants him, she knows she has to let him go.

But when Chris goes missing, Cosette realizes how much she has to lose if the worst happens. Except her mother — the Queen of the Lunar Court — won’t let her go after Chris. Being forced to stay at court is dangerous for Cosette. Assassins keep coming after her, and unless she accepts a mate, it’s only a matter of time before one of them kills her.

Cosette is the girl Chris has always dreamed of.

Chris sees through the tough facade to the girl exhausted from a lifetime of fighting off assassins and court politics. She needs a true friend, someone who she can be herself around, and craves solitude. The same solitude that Chris craves. But he knows he’ll never be enough to survive in her world. So, when Eli — a mysterious archon — requests his help, he figures why not? The guy might be a little shady, but he needs every distraction he can get.

But when Eli says that Cosette’s in trouble, Chris is more than ready to play by Eli’s rules. At least until Eli takes him to the Court of Gales. Chris knows he’s about to play a very dangerous game. Bargaining with the fey is something only a desperate person would do. But what wouldn’t Chris give up to save Cosette’s life?

“These books go by so very quickly, with the pacing making me think I just started reading. I could gobble up a dozen of these novels!” – Carrie Reads a Lot

“Aileen Erin: You did a great job as usual and I’m so excited for Invocation and Lunar Court.” – Lenniland

I held out my hand. “Christopher Matthews.”

The man looked at my hand without taking it and grinned. “Ziriel.”

I lowered my hand, not offended at all. “And what do you do here at court?”

“I rule it.”

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came. I wasn’t sure why he was even talking to me, and yet I couldn’t waste this conversation. I came for help, and he—whoever he was—might be the one that could give it to me.

“You think I’d put one of my fey next to you and risk their life? A werewolf I don’t know, don’t trust?” The grin on the man’s face disappeared, his eyes went hot and dark, and as I kept my gaze locked on his, it was as if I was back in the chapel in Santa Fe. Back where the open pit to Hell spewed demons into our realm. His gaze held the same heat and depth of that open pit.

I held my breath as I realized three things: I didn’t know anything about the Court of Gales, the fey here seemed to be aligned with something dark and sinister, and if I wasn’t extremely fucking careful, agreeing to come here would be the last mistake I’d ever make.

“I would say it’s a pleasure to meet you, Christopher Matthews, but you’re the reason we’re in hiding and I haven’t decided if I’ll forgive you for it yet.”

I pushed away the fear that was rising up before it could take hold of my thoughts. It wouldn’t do me any good right now. I wasn’t in Santa Fe, and as far as I knew, this underhill wasn’t anywhere near Hell. And even if I was out of my depths, Eli had sent me here for help. He wouldn’t have done that if it would put me in imminent danger.

“You don’t want to be in hiding?” It was my understanding that the majority of the fey actually asked for this. So, I was surprised to hear otherwise.

“No. No, we don’t want to be.” He leaned to the side a bit, placing his elbow on the table as he looked at me.

Okay. Maybe I understood what he wanted. “And you want me to do something about it.” It wasn’t a question because I was pretty damned sure of the answer.

His smile came back, bigger than before, and he twisted to the side. “See! Marsta!” Ziriel yelled across the room. “I told you he wasn’t going to be as blond as he looked.”
Aileen Erin is half-Irish, half-Mexican, and 100% nerd–from Star Wars (prequels don’t count) to Star Trek (TNG FTW), she reads Quenya and some Sindarin, and has a severe fascination with the supernatural. Aileen has a BS in Radio-TV-Film from the University of Texas at Austin, and an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University. She lives with her husband in Los Angeles, and spends her days doing her favorite things: reading books, creating worlds, and kicking ass.


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