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Thursday, March 28, 2019

The Becoming by Lilith Thorn - Book Tour - Guest Post - Giveaway - Enter Daily!

Hello lovelies!  It gives me great pleasure today to host Lilith Thorn and her new book, “The Becoming”!  For other stops on her Goddess Fish Promotions Book Tour, please click on the banner above or any of the images in this post.

Be sure to make it to the end of this post to enter to win a $50 Amazon or Barnes and Noble Gift Card!!!  Also, come back daily to interact with Lilith and to increase your chances of winning!

Thanks for stopping by!  Wishing you lots of luck in this fabulous giveaway!

The Becoming
by Lilith Thorn


GENRE: Paranormal Romance Erotica



Niamh is a good wife. She learned early on that crossing her husband had consequences. Living quietly in the shadowed cage he has formed around her, Niamh suffers his secrets and bares the scars they leave behind.

On the night of her biggest humiliation Caleb enters the ballroom changing Niamh’s course forever. He brings safety to her dark world and introduces her to the possibility of escape. Will Niamh’s love for Caleb be the key to her freedom or will it be her undoing?



Chapter Five

He closed the doors behind him and, without saying a word, beckoned me toward him. I knew what was to come next. This was a test. He had his fill while away, last night included. He had no pent-up desires, as was often the case when he was home for too long, when he couldn’t risk his local reputation doing what he liked best on any flesh but my own.

He eyed me suspiciously. “I have a gift for you.” He hinted toward his inner coat pocket with a tap of his finger. “Do you deserve what I brought for you?”

He was taunting me, treating me like the shallow puppet he thought I was. He believed I longed for him to come home with pockets filled with trinkets. If he only knew that what I longed for was for him to stay away.

“I have done nothing to deserve your mistrust.” I mustered up.

Motioning with his finger, he directed me to turn around and I obliged. Even with my back to him, I felt him approach. I swallowed the dread. After years of his advances, I should have built up a defense, but my arsenal only contained an off switch. Once the fear had been pushed down, I could become his doll. A barely-breathing version of myself, unwilling but able to do as she was told, if only to save herself the repercussions disobedience would entail.

I watched as though from above as he used his body, now pressed against mine, to guide and bend me over the writing desk. He put a hand on my head and forced it to the side, pinning me. With the other found a ‘sweet spot’ at the base of my neck, above my shoulder bone, and pierced it with his tool. Briefly losing my distance from this moment, I cried out in surprise. I had forgotten the sharpness of this exchange. His lips fenced in the flow of blood and as he tasted me. Every now and again, he would attempt to torment me with a whisk of his tongue. Pressing into my back was the gift hidden in his pocket. I recognized the shape of it immediately. A bottle of perfume. What else would he bring me from Paris, from anywhere? It was what he always brought me.



When Opportunity Knocks or Ticking Items Off My Bucket List

I started my bucket list at a time when I believed I was immortal. It was a list of things I really wanted to do, one day. One off opportunities that I hoped fate would pass to me at some stage. I didn’t write it down, I just kept it close to my heart and every now and then I would repeat it to myself to remember the adventures I hoped to have. A lot of time has passed since that list was first formed. My mortality is sinking in, along with the wrinkles around my mouth and eyes, and my list of things I’ve always wanted to do is surprisingly getting shorter. I’ve been fortunate to have had opportunity presented to me a few times in my life and can congratulate myself on the where withal to go for it.

Travel will always be a front runner on any list I write. What I want to do when I retire, vacation, win the lottery, before I die, even after I die, please, scatter my ashes somewhere really cool! My bucket list travel destinations are, Peru, Australia/New Zealand and Egypt. Nine years ago I made it to Egypt. The focus on this bucket list item was the ancient history that Egypt boasts. In my youth I had a thing for tombs, mummies, hieroglyphs, archaeology and Egypt was the main event for all of this. The highlights a balloon ride over the Valley of the Kings, a donkey ride through the dessert and eating a home cooked meal made by a lovely woman in Cairo.

Sort of in the travel category, but a little more specific, was a photo safari in Africa. My husband and I met and lived together in Ireland for two years. We planned to be there for three, but he was head hunted for a job in his hometown, one of those career opportunities you’d regret not taking. With tears in our eyes we agreed to pack up and head out, with one consolation prize, a stop in Africa. August in Africa was quiet. We drove up the coast in South Africa first making stops at wineries and B&B’s along the way. We drove up mountain sides and zip lined through trees. A week later we returned the car in Johannesburg and took a quick flight to a resort with monkeys, giraffes and zebras roaming free in Zambia. I believed the main reason for our stop here was to see Victoria Falls, a beautifully large waterfall, that shares land with Zimbabwe. It was on the Zimbabwe side that my husband’s true motives were revealed, and we were engaged. After a short break to put up our feet in Zanzibar, we headed to Kenya for what we really came to Africa for, the photo safari. We booked a group tour, but at the time the economy wasn’t doing really well and it wasn’t prime tourist time, so we ended up travelling, with our guide, alone. We watched Wildebeests migrating, lions munching on zebras and elephants sauntering through the plains, ears flopping out behind them. It was a beautiful check on my list.

One of my earliest items was to be painted by an artist. Or rather, to sit for an artist while he painted my image. Christopher Pew, the artist behind the illustrations in The Becoming, was looking for models, well…. a long time ago. This bit of knowledge and his contact details were presented to me by one of my besties. I did not hesitate to volunteer, especially after I saw the work he was producing. Setting up in the kitchen of my rental in Toronto, Christopher had me put on some costumes, or take them off, depending on the piece of work he wanted to produce while he photographed me in various poses. He took these home and impressively transformed what seemed like an amateur set up into detailed cafes, art studios, galleries and rivers. Seeing the end result of his work has convinced me that my immortality is secure.

Rappelling has also been a distant dream of mine. Always picturing myself secured to the side of a mountain, goofy helmet fastened around my chin, bobbing down the side of a cliff. Recently, on a trip to Mexico, I was presented with an opportunity to check this one off my list…. Though instead of a mountain, I rappelled into the belly of a cenote. A body of water inside of a cave. I nervously stepped into the gear and hovered over the edge, trying to decide if I was going to panic or not, as I dithered back and forth, trying to catch my breath after I mistakenly looked down, my guide sternly told me “You can do this.” Having no choice but to believe him, I began my descent. I was immediately struck by the amount of control I had over the 60m journey to the bottom of the cave and into the chilly water of the cenote. In fact I quickly became more afraid of submerging myself into that water than I did of dangling by the rope over it.

Ps – The water wasn’t as cold as I thought it would be. It was a magic moment I won’t soon forget.

I feel like I’ve been spoiled to have this much of my list completed in such a short span of time. (Decades are short in the grand scheme of things) But with only two items left to achieve, Australia/New Zealand and Peru I feel like I need to add more. Asia and India are definite musts, perhaps I’ll start there and see where life takes me.



Born in Dundas, ON, Lilith Thorn is a restless wanderer. Her first move was to St. Catharines where she earned a Theatre degree at Brock University. Despite her parents’ wish that she would return home and work at McDonalds after graduating, Lilith refused and instead moved to Toronto to give acting the ‘Old College Try.’ After years of sacrificing her other passions for the stage and an empty bank account, she put away those dreams to say “Yes” to a different adventure. This took her to Dublin, Ireland for a few years where she met, fell in love with, and married another Canadian who took her to the one place she said she’d never live: Yellowknife. After nearly a decade in Canada’s Great White North, Lilith looks forward to further adventures with her husband and two children, just about anywhere.

Lilith Thorn is a pen name, the pseudonym used to protect the innocent; that is, so she hopefully never has to explain to her mother-in-law over dinner that she has written an erotic novel.






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  1. Lilith ~ Good morning! It is so great to have you here! Congrats on your new book and good luck on the book tour! :)

  2. Thanks for introducing us to another great book and this giveaway also.

  3. Are there any sublots that you wished you could have added or explored more in your book? Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com

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    1. Hello Victoria, thanks for stopping and have a look at The Becoming. You can follow me on Facebook @liliththornwrites :)

  5. Hello Joseph, such a great question! I think I'd have liked to dig a bit deeper into the characters. Give them more dimension. I hope to rectify that in the sequel.

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    1. Thanks Rita. I love how the host set up this post. The blog post, its such a contrast from the book excerpt. It gives some great dimension to interested readers. Thanks for stopping by The Becomings virtual book tour.

  7. Ally, thanks so much for hosting! I really like what you've done with this stop on The Becoming's virtual book tour.

  8. The excerpt sounds flipping amazing!!

    1. Hello Mya, thanks for stopping by The Becoming's virtual book tour. I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt. Also, thank you for using the word flipping! That gave me a much needed smile today. :)

  9. Which literary character do you most identify with? Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com

  10. Hmmmm.... that's a tough question. In an earlier interview I used Tess of the D'urbervilles as a character I'd like to be in a story, because I believe she deserved a better ending. I'm not sure that I identify with her though.... maybe Alice in Wonderland or Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz... some days I feel like I'm exploring foreign lands in search of answers I may never find or understand. Then I wake up and wonder if it was all just a dream.