Thank
you for having me here today as your Egg-cerpt exchanger. My debut novel
“Bonded by Crimson” has been released on January 28th, and it is
available in all formats at Black Opal
Books, Amazon,
Smashwords, Barnes
& Noble
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Love isn’t in the cards for her…
After
her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position
as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their
father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed.
Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more
involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an
entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she
really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?
But when he deals the hand, all bets
are off…
Six
years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become
the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old
immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to
his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems
like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harboured for over three hundred
years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the
past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love
again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride
destroy everything worth living for?
EXCERPT
He
claimed to be immortal, but that was ridiculous...wasn’t it?
Kate’s heart hammered. The
experience seemed so real. A low moan escaped her and she bit her lip. Soon
warmth surged through her, causing her body to go limp. Her legs gave way
underneath her, but Matthias—or whoever this man claimed to be now—wrapped his
arm around her waist. His sweet, musky scent clung to her. Ecstasy filled her
and she felt as if she hovered in the air. If he intended to kill her like
this, she could imagine no better way to die. A voice echoed through her mind,
speaking of undying love in centuries old Croatian.
“Wake up,” he whispered close
to her ear, his strong arms still locked around her.
“I don’t want to.” Her head
wobbled, exuberant with sheer happiness, a kind she had never experienced
before.
“You must.” He stroked her
hair with tender fingers. “Wake up now.”
“No. I want to stay like this.
Forever.” She focused on his handsome face staring at her through her haze.
His smooth cheek brushed
against hers. “Me too, but you must wake.”
The fog lifted and his image appeared,
clearly now. She blinked once. Twice. What had happened? She pushed away from
him and flattened her back against the wall.
“You, you—”
“You,” he said, pointing at
her, “asked for proof.”
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