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Book Tour: Courting Demons by Kerri Nelson – Win a Kindle!

by davincikittieNovember 4, 2011

A big GT welcome to Kerri Nelson, author of Courting Demons!

Check out Kerri’s interview below, followed by more information and an excerpt from Courting Demons. And, don’t forget to read all the way down to find out how you can win a Kindle!

Today, I’ll be interviewing one of my favorite supporting characters, Mrs. Chow. I will warn you that her English is not so good—so please bear with us.

Kerri: Mrs. Chow, can you tell us what it was like to grow up with a very powerful warlock as your father?
Mrs. Chow (squints eyes suspiciously): Why you want know?

Kerri: Uh, well…my readers might like to know a little more about your history.
Mrs. Chow: History is past. Past is done.

Kerri (tapping her pen against her notepad): Okay, yes. Very profound. But did you visit the magic shop often when you were a girl?
Mrs. Chow (looks at watch with impatience): How long this take? Almost time for Conan. He have new show, you know?

Kerri (smiles): Yes, I like his new show very much. I understand you’re a fan of late night talk shows.
Mrs. Chow: What this have to do with magic?

Kerri (frustration creeping into her forced smile): Nothing at all. Let’s see…what about your son? A handsome young man…I understand he works with you in the magic shop now? That must be nice to keep the business in the family throughout the generations.
Mrs. Chow (eyes roam over Kerri’s appearance): You too old for boy. He need young, Chinese girl.

Kerri (mouth drops open): Uh, no. There’s been a misunderstanding. I’m not interested in your son—that way. I was just asking about…
Mrs. Chow: Me bored. You talk crazy.

Kerri watches as Mrs. Chow abruptly exits the interview room.
Kerri: Okay then, that was the attempt at interviewing Mrs. Chow, owner of the Magic Shop in Atlanta but apparently we’ve interfered with her nightly television programming. Perhaps some other time.

So, this is Mrs. Chow. She’s a very powerful witch and plays a part in two crucial story scenes within Courting Demons. But as you can see, she’s on a very busy schedule. I hope you’ll read more about here in the book. I loved writing this character so much. I’d have a tough time casting her if I were to get to pick my ultimate movie cast. But after much consideration, I’d go with…beautiful, mysterious and tough as nails actress Elizabeth Sung. You might remember her from her role in Memoirs of a Geisha.

Thanks for hosting me today. And to everyone who drops by, don’t forget to enter my Kindle contest no later than November 7th! The grand prize winner will be announced at my Twitter Party on November 8th.

Paisley Barton was already having a bad day before she turned her husband into a rat.

First, she was fired by her boss and then came home to find hubby in the shower with a naked blonde chick. They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned but this break-up may just unleash hell on Earth when Paisley casts a spell of vengeance against her philandering husband.

After her spell casting inadvertently opens a portal between dimensions, Paisley finds her family home transformed into a nightly courtroom for settling disputes between demons of the underworld and she’s the judge! If that’s not enough, she’s got to deal with a charming, ancient demon named Camden who wants to be her personal bodyguard while trying to explain her husband’s sudden, mysterious disappearance to sexy police Detective Dalton Briggs.

But Paisley will show them all that an everyday working mom is better equipped than most to deal with the mystical mayhem…and with a tempting demon hottie and a flirtatious young detective vying for her affection, she soon learns that being single again isn’t so bad after all.

“When a wronged wife turns her cheating husband into a rat, you know you have to keep reading! Kerri Nelson offers up a lot of fun and wild magic in Courting Demons!” —Bestselling author, Linda Wisdom, Demons are a Girl’s Best Friend

Excerpt: from Courting Demons

Paisley stood there staring at them with her mouth wide open and her hair frizzing up from the humid air that was wafting out from inside the shower.

Her mind raced but the surprise and rage that flooded through her brain prevented her from speaking.

The nude duo in the shower stared at the naked Paisley and they all just stood there for what seemed like an eternity.

Slowly the embarrassment began to wash over Paisley and her face burned. She grabbed wildly for a nearby towel and hurriedly wrapped it around herself.

Paul turned off the shower and stood there in silence with the water dripping down his body. Then he made a dire mistake. He pushed the naked, wild eyed woman behind him as if to shield her from facing Paisley…as if to somehow protect her.

That was when Paisley broke the silence with a scream that sounded like a wild banshee had gotten loose in the house.

“You incredible asshole!” she screamed and slammed the glass door of the shower with a force that proceeded to shatter it to pieces.

The blonde girl screamed and Paul held out his arm as if to ward off the insanity of Paisley.

“Now, just calm down,” he instructed in his trained cop voice.

“I will not!” Paisley screamed and turned around in search of a weapon. She wanted to hurt him. This incredible feeling of violence surged through her and she felt as if the only solution was to cause him physical pain.

Finding nothing nearby she could use, she stormed out of the bathroom. She twisted the towel around herself tightly as she ran through the bedroom and back downstairs. Her bare feet slid as they hit the smooth hardwood floor of the foyer.

As she grabbed hold of the banister railing to steady herself, she saw her son’s baseball bat propped against the wall near the front door. She snatched it up and headed for the garage.

She heard a commotion behind her and knew Paul was running after her. She didn’t care. She didn’t stop. She was a woman on a mission now.

As she stepped onto the cold cement floor of the garage, she felt a sudden intense thrill. She was going to smash his precious bike to smithereens and she was going to enjoy it.

She lifted the bat over her head and cracked it down on the bike. She saw the rearview mirror crumble to the floor.

She screamed out as she struck the handlebars, headlight, and muffler. She was in a furious frenzy and then she felt the strong arms of Paul grab her from behind and hold her tightly against his chest.

“Stop it, Paisley! Dammit!” he boomed at her furiously.

She struggled against him for a moment then suddenly came to a dead stop. She knew she’d never break free of his hold. At only five feet and five inches tall, she was no match for the muscle bound body of the six foot three police officer.

“Look what you did,” he said incredulously.

“Kindly remove your disgusting hands from my body,” Paisley said in a cold, distant voice she didn’t even recognize as her own.

Something in her voice must have reached him because he slowly released her an inch at a time until he was no longer touching her.

She dropped the metal bat on the floor and heard it clatter and then roll under her vehicle.

“Get out of my house,” she said with venom emanating from her voice. She sounded much stronger than she felt.

“No, I won’t,” he replied, crossing his thick forearms over his chest.

She looked down and realized he was standing there butt naked and dripping wet. Normally this would have been a funny scene. Paul naked in the garage, she herself naked except for the cotton towel wrapped around her and his precious beloved motorcycle much worse for the wear. She might even be able to laugh about it later.

For now, she only wanted him out of her sight before the darkness that she so expertly kept hidden inside herself was unleashed.

“This is your last warning, Paul Barton. Get out of my house. Now!” she raised her voice and pointed towards the garage door.

He stood there stock still and remained quiet. His only response was one, final head shake.

That was when she headed for the attic and the long forgotten, dust covered spell book that would soon change her life forever.

About the Author

Kerri Nelson discovered her love of writing at an early age and soon became a columnist for her local newspaper winning the Outstanding Young Journalist of the Year Award for her efforts.

After a fifteen year career in the legal field, Kerri fulfilled her lifelong dream of publication and is now an award winning multi-published author of nearly every genre under the sun (and moon) and also writes young adult fiction under the penname K.G. Summers.

A true southern belle, she comes complete with a dashing southern gentleman and three adorable children for whom she often bakes many homemade treats.

Kerri is an active member of Sisters in Crime and Romance Writers of America as well as numerous chapters including Futuristic Fantasy & Paranormal Writers and her Presidency of Celtic Hearts Romance Writers.

Read more about Kerri’s books at her website: www.kerrinelson.com
Follow her on Twitter here: www.twitter.com/kerribookwriter
Visit her author blog here: www.kerribookwriter.blogspot.com
Visit her industry blog here: www.thebookboost.blogspot.com

Win a Kindle!

Go HERE for details on how to enter to win the GRAND PRIZE Kindle at the end of the “Dark Days of Demons Tour”. The last day to enter is November 7th. Good luck!

Join the party!

Wanna hear more about Courting Demons or chat with Kerri? Join the Twitter party on November 8th at 1pm EST! Just follow @KerriBookWriter and use hashtag #CourtingDemons.