Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Book Waitress is Serving Up Wicked Goodness! DEVIL DU JOUR & contest

It’s DEVIL DU JOUR Release Day and Deena Remiel is Serving Up More Wicked Goodness!
GUEST BLOG, Deena Remiel
The Book Waitress, Camille Dutton, has luck on her side. Good and bad. On the upside, she narrowly escaped death and Satan claiming her soul. On the downside, a portal has been opened, and she can feel every time a creature from Hell crosses over to our world.

Derek Galloway is one tenacious man. His curious nature won’t let him rest until he closes Hell’s portal and finds a cure for Camille’s affliction. Satan will have one helluva fight on his hands if he tries to claim her again.

Camille and Derek, an unlikely couple, have found each other in the darkest of times. Will they find the answers they need to free her and the world from Satan’s grip? Or are they in for the longest, darkest battle of their lives?

I’ve been busy since The Book Waitress Series first released. Mixing up potions and concoctions of the most evil kind. Adding a splash of brazen librarian and a good measure of hunky, hot investigative
reporter. And now, I’ve created the most delectable of treats- DEVIL DU JOUR!

I feel like a chef in a kitchen with The Book Waitress Series. In order to give you a tantalizing treat in every dish, or book, I must mix equal parts creepy, romance, humor, and heroism. All this in tasty
packages that leave your taste buds begging for more.

This 13-part series is like a multi-course dinner. Each course is a succulent bite that builds in intensity and complexity until it reaches a climax, its dessert. Are you hungry yet?

I guess I’ll start serving up the evil and the oh, so good right now!


A nurse walked in with a basin, a rag, and a smile. She stood beside her after the doctors left and began cleaning away the dried blood and washed out the wounds. Camille closed her eyes during the procedure, imagining Nurse Chloe as her mom instead. 
“All cleaned up and dressed. I’ll send your friend in now, but when the plastic surgeon comes down, he’ll have to wait outside.”
“Thanks.” She managed to offer a weak smile.
A moment alone seemed too much for her. Her heart rate exploded and she shook with irrational fear. She never wanted to be alone again. Derek appeared by the curtain with a scowl that quickly dissolved into a relieved grin. He rushed to her side and scooped her up in his arms, replacing the gurney with himself as her bed. 
“Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing? My God, you’re shaking like a leaf. It’s okay. I’m here.” He feathered light kisses on her temple and smoothed away her damp, matted hair. 
“I’m all wet still,” she admonished. “You’re gonna get soaked.” 
 “I don’t care. You’re alive. That’s all that matters.”
“Thanks to you.” She paused and continued in a hushed voice. “You tore me away from ‘You Know Who’s’ grasp. I was nearly gone. He had me. I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me. Ahh!” She grasped at her ears and her body went rigid.
“What? What is it?” He jumped up with her in his arms and put her back on the gurney.
“I can’t bear that screeching sound and my cuts are burning me again! Oh God!” She writhed on the stretcher while he looked on, wide-eyed, not knowing what to do for her.
“Oh, dear Lord,” she sighed and closed her eyes. “It’s stopped.”
“What the hell was that all about?” 
“I don’t know,” she croaked. “It happened while I was in the ambulance, too.” Before they could discuss things any further, a doctor wearing scrubs, a surgical cap, and mask pushed the curtain aside and gave him the signal to leave. She closed the curtain behind her.
“Hello, Ms. Dutton. My name is Dr. Landry and I’ll be attending to your wounds.”
Something about her voice sent prickles of apprehension across her skin. “Okay.”
The doctor offered her a hospital gown. “Here. It’ll be easier for me if you put this gown on instead of what you have on now. Those gowns are not exam-friendly. Especially for what I have to do. Keep the opening in the front and let me know when you’re ready.” She stepped out, leaving her to analyze why nerves were twitching in her arms and legs.
She took off the other hospital wear, dropped it to the floor, and put the gown on as requested. “I’m ready.”
Dr. Landry stepped back in the curtained area and began her assessment. She opened the gown to reveal Camille’s stomach and whispered. “Ah, my handiwork is holding up well, I see. You’re my finest work yet.”


BOOK ONE iS FREE for a limited time, grab your free copy here:

Deena Remiel, author of the book waitress series

Deena Remiel
Serving up evil, and oh, so good...

Author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy.  It seems the longer I write, the darker my stories get! But I just can’t get enough of Good vs Evil! 

DIRECTIONS FOR READERS: Each stop on the DEVIL DU JOUR Blog Tour will have a letter to collect. After collecting all 13 letters, put them all together to create a sentence! Email me what the sentence says and I’ll email you back with a special gift!
They'll also a draw for a $20 Amazon or B&N gift card for each person who emails in the sentence.

Here's your letter for this stop: H 
for more stops on the tour.....


  1. THANKS SO MUCH, JOANNE, for getting the party going! We're gonna have fun with this game! :D

    1. WOOT grats on the release, Deena!! And all the success Book Waitress has enjoyed so far. Long may it continue!!! Thanks for letting me be apart of your celebrations, it's a real honor!

  2. So looking forward to this Tour!! Congrats Deena!

    1. Thanks so much! I love this series! And I love the bloggers who've signed up to host the tour.. XOXO