Arnhem Knights of New York Series by Susan Hanniford Crowley – Tour & Giveaway!


The Vampire With a Blanket of Stars 
Arnhem Knights of New York Book 3 
by Susan Hanniford Crowley 
Genre: Paranormal Adventure Romance 
Publication Date: August 31, 2019


In 1938, Vampire Prince Răzvan and his companions on their way to see the king, take the snowy path into the Carpathian Mountains of Romania. In the deep woods, they find a gypsy encampment and take refuge with them for the night. His heart is lost gazing in the exotic pale blue eyes of a raven-haired beauty. Saraina and her people just want to be free and live peacefully. Meeting Prince Răzvan changes everything, first with his dire prediction and second, with his warm hands and gaze that tears at her heart.




Răzvan walked out into the forest beyond the camp. Snow stopped falling, and the moon broke through the clouds shimmering on the crystalline ground. He detected the soft sound of a song about rabbits and followed it. She was near. The Dragă’s presence was electrifying. He didn’t know why he called her that.
She came around the side of a tree and gasped in surprise, dropping the sticks she’d collected.
“I’m sorry. Let me help you.” He picked up the sticks.
“I am Răzvan.”
“I know who you are.” She moved away from him, circling back to the camp.
“I will not hurt you. You have my word. May we talk?”
“Talk about what?”
“Why were you looking at me?” He asked.
“I was not. You were looking at me.”
Răzvan laughed. “You are right, Dragă.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“I have no name to call you by. What is your name?”
She smiled and backed around the tree. He followed. “Saraina.”
“Saraina, Dragă mea (Saraina, my darling),” he repeated.
“Don’t call me that. I don’t know you.”
“Have you ever met someone for the first time and knew that you’ll know them forever, that their presence gives your heart peace?”

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Vampire Princess of New York 
Arnhem Knights of New York Book 2 
Publication Date: October 5, 2016


Noblesse is the daughter of the Vampire King of New York Maximillion Vander Meer. In the over two hundred years, she’s been a vampire, Noblesse has never found a true love or discovered what happened to her mother who disappeared just prior to the French Revolution. 

Noblesse has to choose between two men. Both profess their love. Both are keeping a secret from her. One wants to destroy her, and one wants to love her forever. But which one? 


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“Donovan?”
Snapping out of his revelry, he laughed. “Yes, Sha. What do you need advice on?” Sha was a Cajun way of saying my love. He didn’t use it for everything cute or sweet like some people. Somehow it fit Noblesse perfectly.
She took his arm and guided him toward the middle of the shop. A thin man in a gray suit with brown hair and beady eyes stared at him through round silver glasses.
He stood by a large mirror with an elaborately carved wooden frame in shades of deep blood red etched with gargoyles, dragons, griffins, pythons, lions and every beast known and imagined, all entangled in a battle to the death with claws and teeth gnashing, biting, and slashing. On the top, two words were engraved in French—“Miroir de Sang.”
“Well, what do you think?”
“It’s says, Blood Mirror. That can’t be good.”
“It was created for the court of his majesty, Louis XVI,” the thin man added.
Donovan frowned. “Wasn’t Louis XVI beheaded?”
“Yes.” The man gave Donovan the once over.
Maybe he shouldn’t have thrown on his boots, jeans, T-shirt and beat up old bomber jacket. He did own designer clothes. His daughter had insisted he have an entirely new wardrobe before the wedding, but as soon as Evie had gone on her honeymoon he’d fallen into his old ways. Donovan was glad he couldn’t read minds like a vampire. He didn’t care what the man thought, but Noblesse’s opinion was another matter.
 “From Marie Antoinette’s palace?” Donovan asked.
Oui,” Noblesse replied.
Her smile almost made him forget his objections. “You don’t want this mirror, Sha.”
“Why?”
“It’s ugly. Besides, weren’t the mirrors of that time period gilded in gold, and smaller?”
“Very large mirrors were made for the palace. Not all were gilded in gold. This, however, is an unusual piece.”
Ma chérie, it’s ugly. You don’t want that. Get something else.”
“Aww, mon cher,” she murmured.
Turning to the thin man she said, “Please, pardon us. We would like to discuss this in private.”
“Certainly.” He walked off in the direction of the Ming vases.
“Of course, Sha, if you want it, I will not be able to talk you out of it. You only want it because it’s French.”
“It’s more than that. Come and look.”

As she stood before it, Donovan finally saw what she was talking about. Vampires could not be seen in mirrors made of silver. When he should have seen nothing at all, he gazed upon her lovely reflection. 

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Vampire King of New York 
Arnhem Knights of New York Book 1 
Publication Date: October 9, 2018


Max Vander Meer is a modern day Viking, CEO of VMeer Industries, and a Vampire. He makes a plea to the Goddess Freya to find the only woman who can heal his heart, the woman haunting his dreams. But, the Goddess strikes a bargain with him. To find this special woman, Max must return to the city he helped build-New York, which is threatened by an ancient terror. When he meets Evelyn, he is astounded. Could she be the one who inhabits his dreams? But Evelyn is haunted by loss and betrayal. How can Max win her love when she doesn’t trust him as a man, and she doesn’t want to be a vampire? If Max returns to Iceland without her, he will be encased in ice . . . forever! 






“Donovan?”
Snapping out of his revelry, he laughed. “Yes, Sha. What do you need advice on?” Sha was a Cajun way of saying my love. He didn’t use it for everything cute or sweet like some people. Somehow it fit Noblesse perfectly.
She took his arm and guided him toward the middle of the shop. A thin man in a gray suit with brown hair and beady eyes stared at him through round silver glasses.
He stood by a large mirror with an elaborately carved wooden frame in shades of deep blood red etched with gargoyles, dragons, griffins, pythons, lions and every beast known and imagined, all entangled in a battle to the death with claws and teeth gnashing, biting, and slashing. On the top, two words were engraved in French—“Miroir de Sang.”
“Well, what do you think?”
“It’s says, Blood Mirror. That can’t be good.”
“It was created for the court of his majesty, Louis XVI,” the thin man added.
Donovan frowned. “Wasn’t Louis XVI beheaded?”
“Yes.” The man gave Donovan the once over.
Maybe he shouldn’t have thrown on his boots, jeans, T-shirt and beat up old bomber jacket. He did own designer clothes. His daughter had insisted he have an entirely new wardrobe before the wedding, but as soon as Evie had gone on her honeymoon he’d fallen into his old ways. Donovan was glad he couldn’t read minds like a vampire. He didn’t care what the man thought, but Noblesse’s opinion was another matter.
 “From Marie Antoinette’s palace?” Donovan asked.
Oui,” Noblesse replied.
Her smile almost made him forget his objections. “You don’t want this mirror, Sha.”
“Why?”
“It’s ugly. Besides, weren’t the mirrors of that time period gilded in gold, and smaller?”
“Very large mirrors were made for the palace. Not all were gilded in gold. This, however, is an unusual piece.”
Ma chérie, it’s ugly. You don’t want that. Get something else.”
“Aww, mon cher,” she murmured.
Turning to the thin man she said, “Please, pardon us. We would like to discuss this in private.”
“Certainly.” He walked off in the direction of the Ming vases.
“Of course, Sha, if you want it, I will not be able to talk you out of it. You only want it because it’s French.”
“It’s more than that. Come and look.”

As she stood before it, Donovan finally saw what she was talking about. Vampires could not be seen in mirrors made of silver. When he should have seen nothing at all, he gazed upon her lovely reflection. 

I’m married with two children and a granddaughter. Pete the dog and Bella and Buffy the cat sisters are the furry members of my family.

I have two college degrees, a BFA in Theater and a Master’s in Education. I’ve explored a myriad of occupations from being a teacher to a deli worker to a webmaster. My favorite thing to do in life is writing.

My only goal for my writing is for my readers to have fun.

I write science fiction, fantasy and paranormal romance. In addition to writing, I’m also an Associate Editor for Space and Time Magazine. I’m a member of SFWA, RWA and CTRWA.

My hobbies are traveling, collecting sea shells and dragons. 




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Can you, for those who don’t know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author? 
When I was 8, I became an author. My teacher gave the assignment of keeping a journal. I wrote about the squirrels in my backyard. While she enjoyed their whimsical portrayal, she encouraged me to keep writing and widen my world. In 6th grade I wrote a spy novel to rave reviews by my classmates. At 16, my poetry was published in the local newspaper.
Since then I have written and edited almost every kind of fiction and non-fiction, including grants, radio spots, and television commercials. I loved science fiction and fantasy. After years of rejection, I ended up published and a professional member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America. While at a conference, an author friend of mine said, “I’ve read your work and you’re really a paranormal romance writer.” When I got home, I rushed to my local bookstore, bought 6 books, and read them. I had been having a reoccurring dream for months about a vampire. That is when I crossed over from science fiction and fantasy to become a paranormal adventure romance author. It’s so much fun.

What is something unique/quirky about you?
I didn’t know how to answer this question, so I asked my editor for The Vampire with a Blanket of Stars, Book 3, Arnhem Knights of New York series. After laughing too much, she said, “Susan Hanniford Crowley is an amazing writer. But not what she appears.” There’s my editor for you, being mysterious.

Tell us something really interesting that’s happened to you!
When I was a little girl, I didn’t think Santa had reindeer. My dad was in the Navy and every year at Christmas time, my mom would take my sister and me down to the docks on the submarine base. We stand there with the other families while a submarine docked. When one of the hatches opened, there was Santa. We followed him and the sailors helping with his big sack over to the Dealey Center Theater. There we each would sit on Santa’s lap and he would ask if we were good and then give us a toy. I never saw any reindeer with Santa, though my sister did a few years later. But that is another story. 

Where were you born/grew up at? 
I was born in the submarine base hospital in Groton, Connecticut. I grew up in Uncasville, a rural community at the time. As a little girl, I was enraptured with the storytelling of Gladys Tantaquidgeon, Medicine Woman of the Mohegan Tribe. I loved the woods and looking down my hill at the tributary that led to the Thames River. When the breeze blew through the pine trees, I felt free and brave.




If you knew you’d die tomorrow, how would you spend your last day? 
First thing in the morning, I would make calls and invite the children and grandchildren to come to my house. While waiting for their arrival, I would write letters to those dear to me telling them what I love about them. I would post on social media that I was moving to an offline new location and wishing everyone well. When everyone arrives, I would make cookies with the grandchildren and play games. Then we’d have dinner and watch one of my favorite movies. Maybe “Howl’s Moving Castle” or The “Last Starfighter”. I’d sit with my husband on the sofa and pet my cats and feel grateful for having all this.

Who is your hero and why? 
My husband is my hero. I’ve been battling breast cancer and he has taken care of me through all the sickness I experienced. You see, I got breast cancer on top of having Lyme disease. When I got confused over my medications, he straightened it out and gave me my pills on time. Even when I lost my hair due to a chemo drug, he said that I was always beautiful. He took me to all my appointments. Still does. He is always with me whether I am in the hospital or at home.
After surgery and tests, my cancer is now gone. The difficult process of recovering is underway, and my husband is still with me every step of the way.
In March, we will celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary. I thank God for him.

What are you passionate about these days? 
I’m passionate about writing my books. I currently have about 5 more in various stages of completion. I’m very passionate about family time, especially playing with my grandchildren. 

What do you do to unwind and relax? 
Besides writing? Go out shopping or to the movies with my gal pals or family. Color. I have several coloring books I finished while going to chemotherapy and other treatments. Every other page is blank and perfect for writing poetry. I make felt angels and sometimes lace ones on the months before Christmas. I like to watch “Corner Gas” and “Bob’s Burgers” to relax.

How to find time to write as a parent? 
I started as a working writer when my children were small. I know they say when the baby naps, you nap. I usually wrote. As they got older, I wrote whenever I had any minute to myself—in a doctor’s waiting room, late at night when the children were in bed, and sometimes early in the morning before the family woke.
When they got older and I had part-time and then full-time jobs outside the home, I wrote late at night, sometimes very early in the morning, and always on the weekends. I kept a notepad with me to write down things whenever I was in a waiting room or standing in line. At one time, I used a handheld tape recorder and talked the story and then typed it up later.

Describe yourself in 5 words or less! 

Brave. Loyal. Funny. Happy. Adventurer!
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