August 24, 2015

#CharacterCandy with @JenniferWeiser with Lux Series by @JLArmentrout

As Effie Trinket would say, "Welcome, Welcome, WELCOME!"
I'm so thrilled to to be bringing you the joy of all my book boyfriends and the ones that still need to capture my heart! 
Today is extra special because it's my very first post! Say it with me now...YAY!
Join me every Monday for a new, exciting, delicious and yummy book boyfriends that will leave you swooning all week long!
We can drool together!

"Hey Kitten."
That simple statement alone is enough to make me shiver!
If you haven't had the opportunity to meet Daemon Black from Jennifer Armentrout's wicked and intoxicating Lux Series, I highly suggest you invest some time into this boy! He's yummy with a capital Y.

What appears to be just a good ol' fashioned bad boy next door, is anything but. Daemon Black is tempting from the very start with his dreamy good looks and his bad attitude. His rough exterior is meant to intimidating, but he can't quite shake the new girl next door, even when he attempts to fool her into believing his the jerk next door. He's the boy that wants you to hate him, but you can't help melting for his deep inner complexities and the sweetness he pretends doesn't exists. Daemon is a lover and a fighter and will stop at nothing to love fiercely, but play careful, because he'll do anything to protect the girl he loves. Even burn down the world if he has to.
*SIGH* What girl wouldn't want that???

Need a little tempting? How's a little sneak peek at the boy who stole my heart and keeps in within his palm?

"Heavy footsteps came from the other side, and then the door was swinging open and I was staring at a very broad, tan, well-muscled chest. A naked chest. My gaze dropped and my breath sort of...stalled. Jeans hung low on his hips, revealing a thin line of dark hair that formed below his navel and disappeared under the band of the jeans.

His stomach was ripped. Perfect. Totally touchable. Not the kind of stomach I expected on a seventeen-year-old boy, which is how old I suspected he was, but yeah, I wasn't complaining. I also wasn't talking. And I was staring. 

My gaze finally traveling north again, I noted thick, sooty lashes fanning the tips of his high cheeks and hiding the color of his eyes as he looked down at me. I needed to know what color his eyes were.
"Can I help you?" Full, kissable lips turned down in annoyance. 

His voice was deep and firm. The kind of voice accustomed to people listening and obeying without question. His lashes lifted, revealing eyes so green and brilliant they couldn't be real. They were intense emerald color that stood out in vibrant contrast against his tan skin. 

"Hell?" he said again, placing one hand on the doorframe as he leaned forward. "Are you capable of speaking?"

I sucked in a sharp breath and took a step back. A wave of embarrassment heated my face. 
The boy lifted an arm, brushing back a wavy lock of hair on his forehead. He glanced over my shoulder, then back to me. "Going once..."

Can you hear me sighing? I'm such a sucker for bad boys! And Daemon is very committed to pleasing. *Wink*

Daemon Black, you have coveted my heart and Kitten...well, let's just say, there are days I truly wish I could be a fictional character! She's one lucky girl!

Need a little Daemon in your life? That teaser wasn't enough? Don't worry, he doesn't play hard to get for long. Here's how you can find him.

Starting over sucks.

When we moved to West Virginia right before my senior year, I’d pretty much resigned myself to thick accents, dodgy internet access, and a whole lot of boring… until I spotted my hot neighbor, with his looming height and eerie green eyes. Things were looking up.

And then he opened his mouth.

Daemon is infuriating. Arrogant. Stab-worthy. We do not get along. At all. But when a stranger attacks me and Daemon literally freezes time with a wave of his hand, well, something… unexpected happens. 

The hot alien living next door marks me.

You heard me. Alien. Turns out Daemon and his sister have a galaxy of enemies wanting to steal their abilities, and Daemon’s touch has me lit up like the Vegas Strip. The only way I’m getting out of this alive is by sticking close to Daemon until my alien mojo fades.

Wasn't that fun?! Join me next week luvs! Until then, I think Daemon might want to cuddle.

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