Spotlight & Excerpt: Kidnapped Killer + Giveaway


I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the KIDNAPPED KILLER by Nina Schluntz Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!


Title: KIDNAPPED KILLER (Kidnapped #1)

Author: Nina Schluntz

Pub. Date: September 6, 2022

Publisher: Nina Schluntz

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 288

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A toxic love story between a soul eating demon and his unaware human stalker.

Nic is demon who feeds on souls. He prefers the souls flavored with emotion, pain or fear works well.

When his stalker drugs and kidnaps him, he discovers a new flavor of soul.


The affection is additive, even if it is from a psychopathic serial killer who wants to add him to the dozens of bodies already buried in his basement


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Kidnapped series, KIDNAPPED CLOWDER now!


Book Trailer:


There was a slight pulse of pain right between my eyes as if someone had flicked their fingers on my forehead in a playful manner. I fluttered my eyelashes, but they didn’t want to open just yet. I reached a hand toward my face, hoping I could rub the ache away.
That’s when I noticed the extra weight around my wrist and the gentle clink of metal. Interesting. I shifted my other hand and found it also had a brace of some sort on it. Distracted by this oddness, I shrugged off the sleepiness, opened my eyes, and sat up.
I stared at my hands laying in my lap. I was wearing chains. Not cheap shit either, these were good solid cuffs, and the brackets were thick, meant to tie up a bull or larger creature. I raised my arms and turned them around, analyzing the restrains from all angles. I was a bit impressed. Even if I broke every bone in my hands it would be difficult to slip myself free of the metal cuffs.
My eyes followed the chain and found them looped around a support beam for a house, it was a good foot thick, but wooden. Well, if I really wanted, I could slowly chew away at that wood, so it was a moderate flaw in my imprisonment. My feet were also unhindered, another disappointment. I was torn between my captor being a professional or amateur. I surveyed further and confirmed my location. I was in someone’s unfinished basement.
“Ah, a bit cliché,” I said to myself.
I tried to recall how I’d ended up in this situation. All I could remember was that stupid bartender at Kenny’s Pub smirking at me while I was… The memory shrank away as floorboards creaked above me.
Light filled the room from overhead as the basement door opened. I bent my legs and rested my elbows on my thighs as I watched my captor descend the steps.
It was hard to see their face at first, since the light was behind them. Their silhouette defined them as a slender man. They reached the bottom of the steps and flicked on the main light for the basement, a dangling bulb that hung out of reach above us.
“You’re awake already?” The man gaped at me, a four-foot-long iron pipe gripped in one hand and resting on his shoulder. Ah, so that was why my feet weren’t chained. He was going to break my ankles with that pipe.
Now that the light was on, I could see my captor clearly. His name didn’t come to mind immediately, but I had seen him before. Was he in one of my college classes? The kid who always sat in the back row with a hoodie on? This had to be the best view I’d ever had of his face and possibly the first time I’d ever seen his hair. He always had that hoodie on.
“You’ll have to forgive me,” I said. “Your name is escaping me. Can you refresh my memory? We have American Literature together, right?”
He stood there, not more than two feet from the staircase; his eyes locked on me. I wondered which part puzzled him more: my quick recovery from his drugs or the fact I didn’t seem to mind my current situation.
“Eh, if you don’t want to tell me, I’ll just ask around tomorrow,” I said. I pointed at his hair. “I like the haircut. You should show it off more.” He had dark black hair cut very short, likely done himself. It was a stark contrast to my own spiked hair with frosted tips.
He narrowed his eyes and crouched so he was on my eye level. “I think you might just miss class tomorrow.”
I grinned. Oh, I was going to enjoy this.
“Is that so? Education is important. I would prefer to not miss any school.”
“That’s going to be a bit of a problem since you’re never leaving this basement.”
“Never?” My senses were clearing, the last bits of his drugs fading away. I sniffed the stank air. “It doesn’t smell like I’m your first guest to visit this place. Are the others still here?”
I saw a glimpse of doubt cross his face.
“At least I will not be alone.”
“You think corpses make good company?”
“Do you not? Why else would you have so many under your house?” I tilted my head and looked at the pipe. “Is that for me?”
“Aren’t you going to ask why you’re here?”
I shrugged. “If we’re simply going to talk, are the restraints needed?”
He smiled, his grin quite wicked on his face. “What are you willing to do for me in exchange?”
“Do you mean to imply I can earn my freedom?”
“You just got here,” he said. “I think we should start smaller.” He lowered the pipe and twirled it around playfully. “Are you hungry?”
“I must earn my food?”
“Oh, yes, ask me to feed you.”
I leaned back against the support beam. “Alright, feed me.”
His expression darkened. “I have a nice heaping serving of—” He didn’t finish. Instead, he let his actions complete his thought. He swung the pipe, slamming it into my left ankle with bone-shattering strength.


About Nina Schluntz:

Nina Schluntz is a native to rural Nebraska. In her youth, she often wrote short stories to entertain her friends. Those ideas evolved into the novels she creates today.

Her husband continues to ensure her stories maintain a touch of realism as she delves into the science fiction and fantasy realm. Their three cats are always willing to stay up late to provide inspiration, whether it is a howl from the stray born in the backyard or an encouraging bite from the so called “calming kitten.”

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Giveaway Details:

1 winner will win a $10 Amazon GC, International.

2 winners will receive an audible or iTunes code for one of Nina’s books, International.

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A Dream Within A Dream

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Trailer Reveal: The Silver Ones, by Charlotte Mallory

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Happy publication day to Charlotte Mallory! Check out the book trailer for the upcoming shifter romance novel, The Silver Ones!


The Silver Ones
(Silver Duology #1)
by Charlotte Mallory
Publication Date: October 23rd
Genre: Dark Fantasy Romance

When she has to convince the Alpha of Warden to pick her as his mate, she finds herself frustratingly captivated by the domineering male…whose language she doesn’t even speak.

Women are unexpectedly waking up with silver hair and blue eyes—humans who harbor innate magic in their veins. It’s a power that shifter wolves are hungry to utilize… to the point of abducting Rem Walker right from her home on her family farm.

Her life no longer matters when an Elder Witch ensnares Rem in a binding death curse, threatening the life of Rem’s younger brother as leverage. The only way to break the curse is to meet its demands: convince the Alpha of Warden to choose her as his mate before he chooses another Silver.

The Alpha is shrewd, however, and he suspects things are not as they seem. When a romance buds that’s as steamy as the hot springs she visits, Rem is torn between loyalties, making life-threatening decisions with the hopes to somehow untangle herself from a web of pack betrayals.

In the midst of all this chaos… Rem can’t stop asking: Why her? Why must she be chosen one to bear this curse?

Why does the Elder Witch demand that she mate Alpha Ronan?
And why does Rem enjoy the touch of the Alpha so much, when she has to betray him?

This is a slowburn fantasy romance story, so not for those seeking an instalove connection… although the romance is still just as satisfying!
Content Warning: Rated 18+ for violence and steamy scenes.

Now Available on Amazon!

Read the first 3 chapters:

The Silver Ones

About the Author


Charlotte Mallory is eager to share her love for Dark Fantasy Romance stories, and dabbling in a few Contemporary Romances. What she enjoys most is taking well loved tropes and adding her own take on them. Right now, she greatly enjoys anything with Fantasy or Contemporary with an Alpha male lead, paired with a female lead that can absolutely handle her own! In her spare time, she enjoys nature, bonsai trees, coffee, and taking random art classes.

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Book Trailer Reveal: Stop Me, by Michelle Jester

Stop Me
Michelle Jester
(Rue the Day Series, #1)
Publication date: February 1st 2021
Genres: Adult, Contemporary

After moving to a new city with her parents, Jeselle Parsons quickly found friends and a life full of money, power, and privilege. Even though her parents weren’t wealthy like the other kids’ parents, Jeselle felt lucky to be welcomed into the circle of friends, until she learned how costly that type of life could be. A life that would cost her everything.

For fifteen years, Jeselle, with the help of her friend Dennis, worked to ensure nothing would stand in the way of her revenge on the people who played a part in ruining her life.

All the years of planning, all the years of working, have all come down to this.

Her enemies will learn that revenge has never been so cold.

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Author Bio:

Michelle Jester lives in Greenwell Springs, Louisiana with her husband, high school sweetheart and retired Master Sergeant. Together they have a son and daughter. She is a hopeless romantic and has been writing poems and stories for as long as she can remember.
One of her prize possessions is a bracelet with only a yellow, Rubber Duckie charm on it; which she wears every day to remind her to enjoy the fun and happy things of life!

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