Welcome to the Hero’s Blog Hop, running July 27th to 31st with over 100 Authors and Bloggers.

We are EACH doing a giveaway. Yep. There will be over 100 giveaways on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger.

To enter at this blog for a $10 Amazon gift certificate, leave a comment below with your email address.
But that’s not all…. The blog hop has THREE grand prizes!! You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 100 times!
Now what are those prizes? (See below for the rest of the 129 authors & bloggers!) 1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $50 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: The following Swag Pack!

So let me kick off by sharing some favorite things about romance heroes, which I think this is best done by selecting a few of my favorites:
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From Jeaniene Frost’s Night Huntress series is Bones, a be still my heart hero. Yes, the man’s a vampire, but he would die to save the heroine. His actions speak louder than his words. What more could a woman ask for?
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From Nalini Singh’s Angel Hunter is Archangel Rafael, a rude, arrogant, and powerful archangel who willing bows before the heroine and to save her life, he chose to die with her instead of losing her. It was the ultimate sacrifice for an immortal. And with his good-bye kiss saved them both by turning her into an angel.
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From LJ DeLeon’s Warriors for Light series is Major Steve Taylor, a strong alpha wereleopard who is a loyal, clan leader, solider for the Light, and willing to sacrifice his life for the woman he loves.
Hi, I’m Steve Taylor. As LJ said, I’m a wereleopard. While I’m called an alpha by most, those of us who are feline weres refer to me as a Felix. One day, I’ll take over for my father as “the” Felix for all were-felines. The love of my life, after I stopped fighting it, is Moira. I never thought she would consent to be my mate and when she finally did, I could have killed her, as you’ll see below. Oh, I’m also a prisoner of Senator Carlson who is a dark mage and bent on my death. Should I die, my mate will, too. Don’t you just love Moira’s timing?
Steve, talk to me.
Moira? Steve craned his neck and scanned the sky.
Of course, who’d expect?
After four hours, no one.
Why can I talk to you yet can’t with the guys?
Because I’m a Saraph. Silver doesn’t block my ability or power.
He spotted her on the precipice where he’d been caught. I renounce you as my mate.
Too late, ainmhí, you’ve already claimed me. Once you’ve accepted a soul mate into your heart, not even death can break the bond. I claimed you the moment I brought you into Ahava. I now formally declare to you and before the Goddess, from my soul to your soul, your soul to my soul, you are my mate, my soul, my life.
A force not unlike a medicine ball slammed into his chest. Talons ripped into him, wrenching his soul from him, and thrusting it back in. A new sensation of oneness, of belonging filled him.
“Nooo,” Steve roared, realizing it was too late. An invisible, unbreakable cord joined them. He’d never be the lone leopard again. Only death could separate them now. Maybe not even that.
I’m often asked my I write romance and strong, alpha style heroes. Life without romance is a bore. It softens me allows me to dream.
As for my heroes, they are men who know the importance of romantic foreplay, and understanding it isn’t always about sex but tenderness, touching, caring, and protection. I love it when the hero has trouble telling the woman he loves how he feels—most me do. Yet he shows it through his actions. She’s ill, he takes care of her. She’s in danger and he will try to protect her, even if she’ll be the one to save them—at least in my books. I love it when heroes like, not just love, women. For these reasons and a multitude of others, I read and write romance and love heroes.
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Dangerous Alphas! September 17 – 24
Each blogger is doing a giveaway. Yep, that means there will be over 55 giveaways, one on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger. Please be sure to visit them all. (click on the button to the left or the Full Moon link above).
To enter the contest at this site, leave a comment below with your email address and please feel free to share your favorite dangerous alpha hero.
Three winners will be picked from the commenters.
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An Amazon or Barnes & Noble copy of WARRIOR’S RISE, Warriors for Light, Book 1, where you will be introduced to a world of Dangerous Alphas. Ebook prizes will be awarded for US winner. In the case of a UK or Canadian winner, I can mail a paperback version of the book when it is released in November 2012. All winners will be notified and Ebook prizes awarded by September 30, 2012. (If you already own WARRIOR’S RISE, but don’t books DRAGON CHILD, book 2 or ABSOLUTION, book 3, I gift you a copy of the book you don’t own.)
In an earlier blog hop, I list three of my favorite heroes. Here are some more.
Enjoy yourself hopping form one blog to another during the week. Now, I leave you with a teaser from WARRIOR’S RISE:
Padraig assessed the wereleopard, judging his strengths and attachment to Deva. Was his
affection brotherly or something he’d have to put a halt to? The Cáidh Arm could have no romantic attachments. “I’ve told you everything. What more do you want?”
“I saw the way you looked at her. I’ll be watching you.” Pivoting, Steve stalked outside, the door slamming behind him.
“Looked at her?” Scowling, he faced the stairway and waited. Three minutes later, he watched as Deva returned. She didn’t walk, but glided, her steps soundless on the worn and cracked wooden floor. Even in her Fae boots, he would have expected to hear something, a creak, anything. All that greeted his ears was silence. “That was fast.”
“You said the space was unlimited. Besides,” Deva shrugged, “I don’t have a lot of things that mean much to me. Hey, I’ve just created the psychic moving van.” She grinned. “You know, this gives new meaning to having baggage.”
“Time to go, your friends are waiting by their vehicles.”
Once outside, she locked the bar. “I wonder if I’ll ever see it again.”
“If you do, it’ll be many years from now. After fighting a war, you, like all of us who have survived the horrors and losses inflicted upon us, will have different priorities.”
“Maybe,” she said, walking away. “But I’m still me right now.”
His eyes were drawn to her braid, swaying with each movement, its end calling attention to the gentle curve just below it.
All angles?
No, she had the most perfect ass he had ever seen.