Blog Tour: This Time Tomorrow (Phenomenal Fate #2) by Tessa Bailey

Today is my stop during the blog tour for This Time Tomorrow (Phenomenal Fate #2) by Tessa Bailey. This Time Tomorrow is a new paranormal romance with all the steam by New York Times bestselling author Tessa Bailey.

Title: This Time Tomorrow
Author: Tessa Bailey
Series: Phenomenal Fate #2
Genres: Paranormal Romance

Will her stake pierce the very heart that beats in her honor?
Or will love triumph over duty?

Roksana, heiress to the vampire slayer throne, has performance anxiety.

Sheโ€™s supposed to kill Elias, but so far sheโ€™s only succeeded in maxing out his credit card. Now her failure to stake the brooding vampire has sent her back to Moscow in disgrace to face her motherโ€™s wrath. Expecting punishment by death, sheโ€™s given a rare reprieve. She now has three tasks to complete, the last of which is to finally kill Elias. She will not fail this time.

If only the memories of one magical eveningโ€”back when Elias was humanโ€”would stop holding her back. He claims to have forgotten that night. Why canโ€™t she?

Three years ago, Elias was a SWAT team member on a guyโ€™s weekend in Vegas. Playing poker and minding his own business, his life changed forever when a captivating blonde strolled past his table in a light-up bra. He followed Roksana as if compelled, his very bones demanding he do so, his soul resonating with the belief she would be important to him. Always. That turned out to be a vast understatementโ€”and nothing has changed.

Roksana embarks on her mission, determined to win back her motherโ€™s approval, but when an astonishing truth emerges in the eleventh hour, will her stake pierce the very heart that beats in her honor? Or will love triumph over duty?


โ€œBeers on me later,โ€ Elias muttered, keeping his attention on the cards. โ€œYou can ask me whatever you wantโ€ฆโ€
He trailed off, that scrape between his shoulder blades growing more pronounced, until he couldnโ€™t concentrate enough to decipher the suits of his cards. What the hell was going on? Throat dry, he laid down his hand and turned in his chairโ€”
Silence fell around him when he saw her.
She was golden. Radiant.
The long-legged blonde limped through the casino with a beautiful pout on her face, a pair of high heels shoved under one arm. There was a fine sheen of dew on her incredible face, telling Elias sheโ€™d just escaped the stifling Vegas heat. Simply by existing, she commanded fealty and the casino seemed to part around her like the Red Sea, creating a path for her to complete a wobbly strut toward Eliasโ€™s poker tableโ€”and the closer she came, the more his lungs compressed, as if he was running out of fucking oxygen.
Who is she?
No idea. But the discomfort between his shoulder blades was gone.
Like a balm had been applied.
The girl was beyond gorgeous. Heโ€™d never noticed cheekbones on anyone in his life, but he noticed her high ones. The indigo blue of her eyes. And Jesus, he definitely noticed the way her soft mutterings made his heart flop over. Who are you?
Vaguely, he heard Latte ribbing him. โ€œBet youโ€™d call her back, huh, Silent E?โ€
โ€œForget what I said about him being mysterious,โ€ Kenny quipped. โ€œEverything heโ€™s thinking is right there on his face.โ€
More laughter. But the buzzing in his skull was already drowning them out.
Elias watched the blondeโ€™s high heel fall out of her arms and flop sideways on the casino floor. He was on his feet before it stopped moving, abandoning his hand at the table without a thought so he could scoop up the shoe and follow. He didnโ€™t have a choice in the matter. Going after her was a requirement, searing him, compelling him.
And a moment later, when she looked up at him from her seat at a slot machine, his world righted itself with a grinding snap. He hadnโ€™t even known it was off kilter.
The blonde crossed her impossibly sexy legs and his body reacted swiftly, hardening.
โ€œWell?โ€ she said in a husky Russian accent. โ€œMake it good. I only have five minutes before I wreak the havoc.โ€

About the Author:
Tessa Bailey is originally from Carlsbad, California. The day after high school graduation, she packed her yearbook, ripped jeans and laptop, driving cross-country to New York City in under four days.

Her most valuable life experiences were learned thereafter while waitressing at K-Dees, a Manhattan pub owned by her uncle. Inside those four walls, she met her husband, best friend and discovered the magic of classic rock, managing to put herself through Kingsborough Community College and the English program at Pace University at the same time. Several stunted attempts to enter the workforce as a journalist followed, but romance writing continued to demand her attention.

She now lives in Long Island, New York with her husband of eleven years and seven-year-old daughter. Although she is severely sleep-deprived, she is incredibly happy to be living her dream of writing about people falling in love.


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