Monday, August 6, 2012

ROMP with Lexi George

Stomp VS Romp hosted by Rabid Reads & The Book Nympho


  1. Start with a strapping, six foot plus alpha male warrior. 
  2. Inject him with logic and a literal viewpoint of the universe. 
  3. Replace sense of humor with an unwavering purpose and devotion to duty. 
  4. Load him up with muscles and super strength. 
  5. Give him a pair of bedroom eyes, a smoke and whiskey voice that would tempt a saint, and a body so perfect it would make a male underwear model wail with envy. 
  6. Throw in the face of an archangel. 
  7. Endow him with superior strength, a bag of tricks (like invisibility and a built in translator), and several thousand years’ experience in warfare and the hunt. 
  8. Give him a magical weapon to use on demons and a different sort of ‘magical weapon’ to use in the bedroom. 
  9. Plant him in the Deep South and proceed to bewilder and confuse the heck out of him by having him fall in love for the first time in his eons’ long existence. 
  10. Throw in chaos, danger, oodles of lust, and a heaping helping of zany. 

Sit back and watch the fun!

Demon Hunting in the Deep South

Demon Hunting in the Deep South
Demon Hunting book #2
by Lexi George
August 1st 2012 by Kensington Publishing Corp.

The warrior and the wallflower . . .

Shy, self-conscious Evie Douglass tries to stay under the radar, especially when her nemesis Meredith Peterson, aka The Death Starr, is anywhere around. Meredith and her bitch posse of skinny girlfriends have tormented Evie since the seventh grade, calling her names like The Whale and Thunder Thighs.
Evie tries to stay invisible, but that’s not an easy thing for a plus-sized gal to do in a small town like Hannah, Alabama. She finds it doubly hard to avoid Meredith’s wrath once she takes a job at the lumber mill. You see, Meredith’s husband is Evie’s new boss. Translation: more torture time for The Death Starr.

Evie thinks things couldn’t get much worse until the morning she finds Meredith’s bloody body sprawled across her desk. Typical Meredith, she gets herself dead mere days after a very public scene in which Meredith accuses Evie of having an affair with her husband. Worse, the murder weapon is found in Evie’s car.

Suddenly, Evie is the Number One suspect in a sensational murder case. But she’s got bigger problems. Hannah is infested with demons—soul sucking, body snatching creatures of evil—and, for some reason, they want Evie. The only thing standing between Evie and death or possible possession is a hunky blond demon slayer named Ansgar.

Ansgar is a Dalvahni warrior, a supernaturally gorgeous race whose sole purpose is to hunt down and capture rogue demons.

Evie could almost swear that Ansgar is interested in more than demons. He seems interested in her. Ridiculous, of course, because he’s sex on two legs and she’s…
Well, she’s Whaley Douglass.

To add to Evie’s troubles, Meredith doesn’t even have the decency to stay dead. She shows back up as a ghost and she’s more of a beyotch than ever. Meredith has deathnesia—she can’t remember who killed her—leaving Evie to solve the mystery herself, or go to jail for a murder she didn’t commit.


Lexi grew up in South Alabama in a rural community with one flashing light and a small country store that sold everything from gas to pickled eggs. Her father, a circuit judge, collected clocks — chiming clocks that binged and banged all night long in rhythm with the trains that chugged and wailed down the railroad track not a hundred yards from Lexi’s girlhood home. Needless to say, Lexi is a very sound sleeper. And to this day, the lonely sound of a train whistle does something to her.
She grew up surrounded by cotton fields and wide open spaces. She was a major tomboy. Dressed in a boy cousin’s hand-me-downs, she ran barefoot, climbed trees, played in ditches, and picked sun-warmed dew berries off their prickly vines. Sometimes, her parents drove her into town to play with her city cousins. They played dress-up, made forts, charged up and down dirt mounds in noisy games of King of the Hill and chased the mosquito truck on their bikes.

DEMON HUNTING IN DIXIE, a paranormal romance, is her debut novel. It is peopled with funny characters and sexy demon hunters and lots of supernatural woo woo. And the other kind of ‘woo woo’ as well.

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  1. Exactly what I need in the morning: coffee and a demon hunter brought to me in bed. ;)

    Team STOMP rulz, Team ROMP droolz!

  2. LOL, great post, I love the "magical weapon" bit, makes me lean towards the ROMP today.. just sayin! Book Savvy Babe

  3. Carmel, gives a whole new meaning to "breakfast in bed," doesn't it? :-)

  4. Thanks, Book Savvy Babe! All my heroes have super powers . . . especially in the bedroom!

  5. I cannot wait to read this story!

  6. Yea, Jacki! Love to hear that!

  7. I love the sounds of the town you grew up in...a place we should all raise our kids!

    Congrats on your book...sounds like a great read!

  8. I am going to have to check out these books. I think my grandparents lived in the same town in Kentucky when I was growing up. It did expand some as I got older. Unfortunately, tornadoes this spring all but destroyed the town. The homes, buildings, etc were destroyed, but not the people and their determination. It will take a while, but the town will be rebuilt.
    Congrats on the release.

  9. books4me, there's an old adage that says "write what you know." It took me years to figure that out, but I know small towns! The little hole in the road I grew up in was small, but no woo woo . . . that I know of.

  10. Thanks, June! You know, it's funny, but I don't remember hearing about tornadoes in Alabama growing up. I'm sure we had them back then, but there was no warning system, so we lived in ignorance. I used to think tornadoes only happened in Kansas, because of THE WIZARD OF OZ. How wrong I was! Sorry to hear about your grandparents' town. You are right, they will rebuild. Americans are stubborn like that!

  11. This looks like a hoot of a read, really looking forward to the journey :)


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