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Love Immortal – Vampire Romance book is out today!
My new vampire romance book is out today. Love Immortal is a passionate, action-packed, heart-wrenching and dramatic novel that you won’t be able to put down and will never forget. Trust me. Just check out the reviews I posted before. Here’s an excerpt to get you all hooked!
Love Immortal
Felicity Heaton
Rescued from werewolves by the most breathtaking man she’s ever seen, Lauren is dragged into the fight of her life and a dark world she never knew existed. There, she discovers that she’s the latest reincarnation of a goddess and must drink the blood of her immortal protector, Julian, in order to reawaken and continue her three thousand year old mission to defeat Lycaon, the original werewolf.
With the help of Julian and an organisation of people with supernatural abilities, Lauren fights for her life, their future and the fate of mankind against Lycaon and his deadly army, but can she succeed when Lycaon has killed all of her predecessors?
Can she crack the armour around Julian’s heart and seize her happily forever after with him? And can Julian bring himself to trust Lauren with the fragments of his heart after everything he’s been through?
ebook price: $3.99
paperback price: $12.99
genre: paranormal vampire romance book
length: 157000 words
e-book purchase links:
My website: http://www.felicityheaton.com/ebooks.php?title=Love%20Immortal
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Love-Immortal-ebook/dp/B004HYHHME/
Amazon Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Immortal/dp/B004HYHHME/
paperback purchase links:
Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/Love-Immortal-Felicity-Heaton/dp/1456487884/
Excerpt
Monsters existed.
Lauren had always suspected it to be true, and now she had all the evidence she needed.
One was standing twenty feet in front of her.
It towered over her, yellow eyes glowing in the dim alley between the old redbrick houses of her neighbourhood. Tufted black wiry fur covered it from tail to pointed ears, from the long claws on its colossal paw-like hands to the thick trunks of its hind legs. Her fevered mind said that it was only an escaped wolf from London Zoo, but Lauren couldn’t bring herself to believe it. She’d seen the wolves once. This creature was nothing like them. This was something else.
Its mouth opened to reveal jagged teeth, each the size of her thumb.
Why Grandma, what big teeth you have.
All the better to eat you with.
Icy fingers clutched her heart and Lauren trembled, cold sweat trickling down her back beneath the skinny-fit brown t-shirt. The mad rush of her pulse made her dizzy and unexpended adrenaline stole her strength. Whoever had said that adrenaline made you invincible was a liar. Her legs were shaking so much that they were close to buckling, the gym bag on her shoulder was too heavy, and her thick black winter jacket felt impossibly tight, as though it was squeezing the air from her lungs.
Instinct told her to run.
If only her feet would cooperate.
Her shoulders slumped when the monster took a step towards her and her kit bag dropped to the ground. The shinai case slid down her other arm but she caught it at the last second. The feel of the bamboo sword through the black canvas bag was reassuring and instilled a strange sense of calm in her. Lauren tried to remember her kendo training and everything she had just practiced in class but nothing came to her. She stared at the monster, still trying to comprehend what was happening.
Instinct changed its mind.
Her other hand automatically reached across and undid the ties on the shinai bag. Lauren swallowed and kept her movements slow, not wanting to startle the beast into reacting. The end of the bag flapped open and she reached inside, locking her right hand tightly around the white leather hilt of the bamboo sword. She drew it and let the carry-case fall to the ground.
This was insane.
Her shinai would last five seconds against such a huge creature.
It didn’t matter. Her only chance of escape was to stun it with a direct hit and run for her life. Her knees wobbled. That was, if she could run.
Taking deep breaths, Lauren shuffled backwards as the beast advanced and moved into a fighting stance. She brought her shinai around in front of her, clutching it so tightly with both hands that her knuckles turned white.
One breath. Two. Three.
With a loud cry, she launched herself at the creature. It reacted slowly, glowing yellow eyes widening. Lauren struck it between its ears and it yelped. The sound brought a smile to her face.
It was a short-lived smile.
The monster lashed out, flinging a heavy paw into her stomach and sending her flying into the wall of the alley. Her breath left her on impact and pain blasted through every inch of her. She grunted and fell onto the hard tarmac. Another huge paw flew at her and she rolled forwards to avoid being pulverised. She turned at the last moment and grabbed her shinai, desperate to protect herself. She was too damn young to die.
A low snarl sent a shudder down her spine and fear stole her breath away. Lauren scrambled to her feet and backed off, her bamboo sword trembling in front of her. The moon peeked out from behind a cloud and lit the world. Her heart stopped.
Holy God, the monster was more frightening in the light than it had ever been in the darkness. Long strings of saliva rolled down its fangs and dark fur tufted down its spine, raised like hackles. It wasn’t a wolf, but it wasn’t a man either. It was somewhere in between. An abomination. Something straight out of her dreams.
She’d dreamt of wolves and monsters before, and each time she had ended up fighting for her life.
It lowered its head and snarled again, hunkering down. It was going to attack.
This wasn’t a dream. It was a living nightmare.
Lauren’s fight left her and she moved backwards, faster now. Her heart started at a pace, thumping erratically in her throat. She clutched her shinai and glanced around. It was only just gone ten at night. Someone would pass by. Her neighbourhood wasn’t normally this quiet. Any moment now, someone would come and help her. She’d only left her kendo class fifteen minutes ago and she’d been first out of the door. A couple of the men in her class lived near her. One of them would come. Someone would. Anyone? Thirty-four was definitely too young to die. She didn’t want to be killed in the night as her parents had been.
She opened her mouth to call out for help but no sound left her lips. Her voice had died the moment her eyes had locked with the monster’s ones. She saw her death reflected in them, saw how easily it would tear her to shreds and how she wasn’t going to make it out of this alive. Emptiness settled in her mind, ringing in her ears.
Cold stillness shrouded the world.
The beast leapt.
Her heart leapt too.
Shrieking, Lauren raised the bamboo sword to defend herself and flinched away, screwing her eyes shut. Only sound came to her.
The sing of metal cutting through air, an ear-splitting howl of pain, and then a wet slapping noise.
Silence followed.
Lauren breathed hard, hunched up with her bamboo sword still held in front of her face. Her rough gulps of air filled the night. When everything had been quiet for a minute, she realised that something had happened to the monster and that she wasn’t dead. She cracked an eye open.
The first thing she saw made her retch.
Spread across the alley were guts, blood and the two halves of a naked man. Her stomach rolled in response to the gruesome sight and she took a step backwards. It hadn’t been a man a moment ago. Her eyes hadn’t been lying to her even though her mind had. It had been a monster—a wolf that could stand on its hind legs, over six feet tall, and had tried to kill her. She looked at her bamboo sword. Splatters of blood covered the length of it, soaking into the white leather cap at the end. She couldn’t have killed him with it. It wasn’t possible.
The sound of steel sliding against something made her look up.
Her eyes widened and she dropped her weapon.
A tall man stood opposite her on the other side of the dead person. His long black coat fitted snugly to his slim frame and the stand up collar rose so high that it created a funnel that masked the lower half of his face, held closed by two thick bands of bright gleaming metal across the front. The wind tousled the finger-length spiked strands of his dark hair, shifting them across his pale forehead.
Shimmering silver eyes stared at her, pupils wide in the low light.
Her heart thudded in response to the jolt she felt when her eyes met his.
How many times had she looked at someone and not felt anything? Every day she met the eye of people on the Tube or at work, or even her opponent in kendo, but she’d never experienced a jolt that shook her to her core.
Never had she been so aware of making eye contact.
The longer she looked into his eyes, the calmer and warmer she felt, until she wanted to stare into them for forever. Something about those eyes, about this man, was so familiar. She was sure that she didn’t know him, but at the same time, she was certain she did.
He stood unmoving, a sense of resolve about him. Everything suddenly felt like nothing but a nightmare, a vivid dream that this man had roused her from. His eyes narrowed. Invisible arms wrapped around her, holding her as soothing whispered words filled her mind. She was safe now.
Instinctively, she took a step towards him.
He lowered his head, giving Lauren the impression that he was bowing to her, awaiting a command or perhaps something else.
The man raised his head a fraction, so his eyes met hers again.
She snapped out of her trance when, without any sign of emotion, and with precise and practiced grace, he slid the long curved katana he held into the sheath hanging at his waist. The blade was clean but blood splattered his hands.
Lauren swallowed her heart and the fear that rushed through her again. Lost in his eyes, she’d forgotten what had happened. Everything had seemed so normal and the monster hadn’t existed. Now she was back in reality, standing in an alley with a dead man at her feet and the man who had killed him opposite her.
His silver eyes flashed in the moonlight.
Another monster?
She made no move to run, or to look away, not when he approached her and not even when he stopped two feet away, towering over her. She couldn’t move. His eyes had mesmerised her again. They melted from brightest silver to ice blue and she didn’t even try to convince herself that she’d imagined it. They had changed. Ribbons of black hair caressed his forehead and her fingers itched to brush them away, to stroke his skin in their place and sweep them from his eyes so she could see them more clearly. A strange wave of calm washed over her again, only this time the feeling went deeper. She felt at peace with the world.
Because no matter what happened, this man would protect her.
He extended his hand to her. Before she could consider what she was doing, she was reaching for him.
“We must leave.†His voice was smooth and sensual, deep and accented in a way she couldn’t place but she knew that she liked it because the sound of it added to her boneless feeling.
Without hesitation or fear, Lauren placed her hand into his. His fingers closed over hers.
A sense of connection filled her.
“It is not safe here,†he said and, without thinking, she nodded.
His hand left hers and claimed her upper arm. He strode at a pace so quick that she was almost jogging. Lauren gazed at the back of his head, catching glimpses of his profile.
It seemed right to go with him. Something inside her said that she knew him and she knew he would never hurt her. He had saved her from the monster.
She didn’t care where they were going. She ran with him, empty and unable to think clearly. Her mind raced over everything that had happened, darting back and forth through her encounter with the monster. The man was right. It wasn’t safe. A monster had attacked her and she had a feeling that more were coming, some sense of imminent danger that she couldn’t ignore. She had to run and she had to stay with the swordsman. Only he could keep her safe.
“What was that thing?†she said between breaths and tried to look over her shoulder towards the dead man. The world wobbled so much she couldn’t focus.
“They are after us.â€
Her stomach fluttered and she looked at the swordsman. It was worth asking, even if it would only confirm that she’d gone insane.
“Who are they?†Her voice trembled enough that she was certain he would know that she was frightened of asking that question.
He stopped and looked at her, his pale blue eyes narrowing with his frown. Lauren wished she could see the rest of his face, could open the collar that obscured the lower half of it. She hadn’t realised until now just how much of what a person was thinking showed in their expression. His eyes betrayed nothing.
“The monsters?†he said and her heart skipped a beat. “I almost lost you in the alley. I was foolish but I will not allow it to happen again. We must hurry.â€
When he looked past her, she glanced over her shoulder. Two men were coming down the street. She stepped towards them, convinced that they were from her kendo class, but the man held on to her arm, stopping her. She looked at him and then back at the two men. The streetlights highlighted their faces and she realised that she didn’t know them. The sense of danger inside her worsened and the voice at the back of her mind told her to keep running. They were coming for her.
Before she could speak, the swordsman was running with her again. His grip on her arm was unrelenting, his pace so fast that she struggled not to trip.
Lauren looked over her shoulder. The men were following them. She rushed on, her thoughts running at a million miles per hour now. Was she really safe with the swordsman? She wasn’t so sure, but he did seem to be the lesser of two evils. If the two men that were following them were actually monsters then she’d probably chosen the right side.
A flash of silver eyes crossed her turbulent mind.
Perhaps she hadn’t. The swordsman was possibly as much a monster as the wolf-man had been. She glanced at the man’s hand and then at his face. He had his eyes fixed on the distance, his jetty eyebrows knitted tight. She had to get away before something happened. The man had said they were after them, but she couldn’t believe that. What reason would they have to be after her? She hadn’t done anything in her life to enrage monsters or make a single enemy. It had been quiet and safe. Now she felt as though she’d fallen into someone else’s life and she wanted her own boring one back. She had to get away.
It wasn’t far to her house now.
The man turned down a side road between two houses, heading towards her street. He knew where she lived? Sodium lights flickered on the walls high above. The heavy stomp of boots echoed in her stomach and she turned as the swordsman stopped. The men had caught up with them. They came to a halt a short distance away and the swordsman moved to stand in front of her. Lauren had the terrible feeling she was about to witness a showdown.
“Stay close,†the swordsman said.
He threw his arm out, sending his long coat swirling from the waist down and revealing his katana. In one swift, graceful move, he drew it and was in a fighting stance. Lauren backed into the wall, fascinated but frightened.
A low growl caught her attention. Her knees threatened to give out when the men tore their t-shirts off and dark fur erupted in waves across their skin. Their bodies twisted and distorted, limbs elongating as their noses and chins pushed outwards and became muzzles. Ears sprouted from the top of their heads and their eyes changed to yellow. They snarled in unison and she pressed hard into the wall.
It was real.
The swordsman changed position, raising his katana. He looked over his shoulder at her. His silver eyes gleamed as brightly as his blade in the streetlight.
Oh God, it was real.
The swordsman disappeared. A loud cry split the silence a moment later. No, he hadn’t disappeared. The monsters and the man were both moving so fast that it was hard for her to keep track of them. They were a blur in her eyes, shifting violent shapes as they passed her. Turning, she clung to the wall and watched the fight. She had never seen a man move with such agility or fight with such astounding grace. Each attack was beautiful and polished. Each counter by the monsters just as fluid. A deadly ballet.
A perfect chance.
He couldn’t stop her and the monsters at the same time. They wanted him, not her. She hadn’t done anything to upset them. If she just left quietly, perhaps they would leave her alone. She could go the long way round to her house, get some things and then leave before the swordsman could find her. She could go to her friends’ house and hide until everything was sane again.
Backing away into the shadows, Lauren breathed slow and shallow, afraid that even that sound could alert either the man or the monsters to the fact that she was leaving. Her hands trailed along the brick wall, rough under her fingertips, a feeling that grounded her and kept her going. The darkness engulfed her but she didn’t take her eyes away from the blur of the fight, not until the very last second when her hand finally ran out of wall.
With a sigh, she turned away and then froze.
Black tufted fur filled her vision. Her gaze rose to take in the massive bulk of the wolf-like monster and stopped when it reached its jaw. Sharp teeth greeted her as its jowls peeled back in a snarl.
She began to shake her head.
The monster backhanded her, sending her crashing into the wall. Pain erupted across her skull as her head hit the pavement and a trembling sickness passed over her. She pushed herself up on unsteady arms and looked towards the man where he fought the other monster, keeping it at the other end of the alley, and then behind her at the one that had hit her.
It was coming.
Vivid yellow eyes filled the darkness. She couldn’t look away. The sound of fighting swam in her ears and then drifted into the distance, replaced by the noise of heavy feet pounding the tarmac. She threw a glance back towards the man to see the other monster coming for her. Her stomach heaved. She had been wrong. The monsters weren’t after the man at all.
Lauren froze right down to the marrow of her bones.
They were after her.
Turning back to face the one nearest her, she screamed when she saw that it was almost on her. Its sharp jaws opened.
Blood exploded up the wall and the monster tumbled to the ground. Lauren shuffled backwards, away from it, not even thinking about the other monster that had been coming at her from behind.
Her hand hit a puddle.
Only it hadn’t been raining.
And puddles weren’t warm.
Sick to her stomach, she snatched her hand back and retched when she saw the blood covering it. She frantically wiped it on her jeans, her heart fluttering against her ribcage. Both men were dead, cleaved cleanly in two. Her stomach heaved but nothing came up. Bending over, she grasped the pavement with both hands and tried to be sick again. Nothing.
The swordsman grabbed her arm and hauled her to her feet. The motion jarred her vision and made her headache worsen.
“Are you hurt?†he said, voice soothing. Lauren looked up at him, instantly lost in his silver eyes.
He frowned when she didn’t respond and then touched her forehead above her right eyebrow. It stung and Lauren flinched away. His touch lightened, becoming so tender that it felt like a lover’s caress rather than a simple concerned touch. She stared into his eyes as he inspected what she presumed was a cut. The pain seemed so distant. Everything did. His eyes gradually changed from stunning silver to icy blue again and she found herself wondering why he worried so much about her safety.
And why she felt as though she knew him.
His hand caught her wrist and they were moving again. She almost tripped when they passed one of the bodies and it began to disintegrate before her eyes.
“Stay close,†the swordsman said.
Lauren glanced at him and then down at his hand on her wrist. She didn’t think that she had much choice. The strength in his grip was incredible.
Why was he protecting her? What did he want from her? Why were monsters after her?
She had to be insane to be running around London with a man she didn’t know and fighting monsters that were after her for some reason.
The man turned down another street. Lauren yanked her hand free and started back in the opposite direction. This had gone on long enough. She wasn’t sure where she intended to go but she had to get away before it all got crazier. She didn’t think it could, but something deep inside said that it was going to if she kept letting the madman drag her around.
He grabbed her wrist again.
Lauren tried to tug it free but his grip tightened. When she hit his hand, he let go and backed away a step. Was he trying to calm her down?
Finding her courage, she avoided looking him in the eye and put her hands on her hips.
“I’m leaving and you’d better not try to stop me,†she said and it sounded quite convincing to her own ears.
The man stepped back again. His coat fell open to reveal the hilt of his sword.
“There is no going back,†he said. “They will find you again.â€
Her head was splitting now that she’d stopped moving and threatening a man with a sword suddenly didn’t seem so clever.
She edged backwards.
“There is no going back,†he repeated, his tone as calm as a millpond, instilling a sense of peace in her. He was right. She told herself that he wasn’t. He was wrong and he could do strange things to her with his voice and his eyes. She had to escape. “If you do, you will die.â€
Lauren’s head snapped up, her eyes locking with his. She wasn’t sure whether he was threatening her or insinuating that the monsters would kill her.
“But my bag,†she whispered, desperate for a reason to get away.
“Is there anything in it that could link you to tonight?†he said and she thought for a moment. She touched her jeans pockets and then her jacket pockets. Her purse, keys and mobile phone were all with her. The only thing in her bag was her kendo armour.
She shook her head.
“Forget it then.†With a move so fast that she didn’t even see it happen, he snatched her wrist and began walking. She stumbled along behind him, trying to prise his fingers off her. As a last resort, she slapped his hand again but this time he didn’t let go. “My duty is to protect you. We must leave before others come.â€
Great, now she had her own Terminator and she wasn’t even sure how she’d come to have him. Was she someone important?
Important enough to protect?
The swordsman had fought to defend her. He’d killed three monsters for her sake and she got the feeling that he would kill more if he had to. Her gaze roamed over the strong line of his shoulders and up the funnel neck of his coat to his face. His eyes remained fixed on the distance. She had an overwhelming urge to pull down the collar of his coat so she could see what he looked like. His eyes were incredible but something told her that collar hid a face that was more than that.
“Where are we going?†she said, her voice weak.
No answer.
Lauren was about to ask again when the redbrick Victorian houses of her street came into view. She’d never been so glad to see her home with its bay sash-windows and red door. Memories of her childhood and her parents came flooding back, filling her with a strange mixture of warmth and cold, and reminding her that no comforting arms waited for her in the house, not anymore. Her parents were gone and the pain of losing them hadn’t faded in the months since their deaths. At the door, Lauren fumbled with her keys and then breathed a sigh of relief when she finally managed to slot the key in and turn it.
The slam of her house door behind her was comforting and she leaned back against it. The house was quiet and cold, but it still made her feel safe. She glanced at the man where he stood to her right, looking around her messy living room. When his gaze came back to meet hers, her heart began to slow and her breathing came normally. He’d saved her and for some reason she didn’t feel threatened by him. She felt safe. A dry laugh pushed past her lips. She was definitely going crazy.
Or was she?
Everything that had happened seemed so incredible and impossible, yet she knew that it was real. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back into the door, sighing on an exhale.
The alley flashed across her closed eyes, the scene playing out again in the darkness of her mind. She’d never seen anything so horrible.
Her eyes shot open when she remembered all the blood. She raised her hands and stared at the crimson stains, her breathing laboured and throat dry. Her fingers shook, wavering so much that she couldn’t focus on them. If the blood was on her hands. She looked down at her chest. Black lines criss-crossed her brown t-shirt. Where else had it hit her? With trembling fingers, she touched her face and felt sick when she found wet patches.
Lauren raced up the stairs in front of her, following them around the corner, and ran into the small peach coloured bathroom at the top. She slammed into the sink and grasped it with both hands.
Her dark brown eyes widened when she saw her reflection in the cabinet mirror.
Red streaks marked her face, matching the colour of her hair.
The monsters flashed before her eyes, followed by the swordsman.
Her gaze fell to her hands and she raised them palm upwards. The blood had seeped into the cracks of her skin, leaving dark jagged lines. Her fingers trembled and her stomach twisted. She turned on the tap and tried scrub the marks away with a nailbrush, rubbing her skin raw. A tight swirling feeling mounted inside her. The blood wouldn’t go away. Each glance at her hands revealed it was still there, coating them as it had in the street. It wasn’t going away. She wanted it to go away.
She didn’t want monsters to be real. They weren’t real. She clawed at the blood. It wouldn’t come off. A noise from downstairs made her tense and she stared wide-eyed into the mirror. The man was coming. He was a murderer. Any feeling of safety he’d given her was just an illusion. It was her mind playing tricks, just as the monsters had been.
Monsters.
She saw them again, bisected and dead.
Why wouldn’t the blood come off?
Lauren locked the bathroom door, yanked the shower curtain aside, turned the shower on, and stepped under the warm jet. It soaked her clothes through but the blood on her hands still wouldn’t go away. She sank to the floor and hugged her knees to her chest, burying her face in them as she sobbed, weak and tired. The water bounced off her back and trickled over her scalp. It dripped from the ends of her near-shoulder length red hair and masked her tears as she rocked back and forth.
Was it real or was she going insane?
Why was the swordsman so familiar and why did she want him to come to her, need him close by?
Her eyes widened and she stared at the water running down the plughole.
She had a horrible feeling that he was right.
The monsters were after her.
And only he could protect her.
ebook price: $4.99
paperback price: $12.99
genre: paranormal vampire romance book
length: 157000 words
e-book purchase links:
My website: http://www.felicityheaton.com/ebooks.php?title=Love%20Immortal
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Love-Immortal-ebook/dp/B004HYHHME/
Amazon Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Immortal/dp/B004HYHHME/
paperback purchase links:
Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/Love-Immortal-Felicity-Heaton/dp/1456487884/
Happy reading!
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Hunter’s Moon release date change
The appointment for my ear operation is February 10th… the release date for Hunter’s Moon was February 12th. See the problem here? I don’t think I’m going to be up for much partying or work in the first few days after my ear operation, so I’m shifting the release date for Hunter’s Moon to February 26th. Yes, you’ll have to wait an extra two weeks for the book. Well, Vampires Realm series readers have been waiting for over a year for the next story in the series (non-free) so I guess two weeks more won’t kill you, will it?
The good thing about this is that it also gives me an extra two weeks to work on the story. Nicolae and Tatyana, the hero and heroine, are doing a Winter and Nika (from Winter’s Kiss) and being a pain at the start. There’s a few emotional / response glitches to smooth out. I just feel that I need to get their reactions pinned down at the start, and work in the prospect of them coming to love each other. At the moment, they’re quite set against each other, which makes it difficult to progress their relationship from hate to love in a believable way. Of course, I can’t just do away with their issues about each other. They need them because of the things that have happened in their past / their upbringing. I just need to make sure that they’re not dead set against each other, and there’s leeway for a relationship and feelings to change.
I’m in the polish / third draft phase with the book at the moment. It’s now novel length at almost 62000 words and I still have another fifty pages to edit. There’s a chance that it will creep up to around 65000 words by the time that I’m done with it. I need to go back and re-read the first few chapters to polish them a bit better and get the characters ironed out.
I have to say that the extra two weeks breathing time with Hunter’s Moon is the only good thing to come out of my ear operation. I’m not looking forward to it one bit. I’ve only been put under once before, when I was very young, and I don’t remember it really, but I do know that I didn’t like it. It gave me my phobia of needles because of the way I was handled, and I really don’t want to be knocked out. I guess it’s better than feeling all that pain though!
I’m also having to shift my release schedule for the rest of the year around too. Not the dates, but what books come out on them. I need a bit of breathing room if I’m going to reach my 11 releases in 2011! I’ll post more about that another time.
Have a great week everyone!
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Her Angel paranormal romance series available in paperback!
The first three novellas in my acclaimed angel romance series are now available in one handy paperback from Amazon.com for only $9.99!
Her Angel
Felicity Heaton
In our world, there exists another, where angels battle demons to protect mankind. These beautiful men with passionate hearts watch over us, steadfast and strong, loyal to their duty and Heaven, but for three heroes that loyalty is about to be tested by the most powerful force in nature–love.
In Her Dark Angel, Apollyon finally escapes his duty in Hell only to discover that the voice that commanded him to come to Earth wasn’t that of his master, but that of a beautiful woman who has always captivated him. Serenity is shocked when a gorgeous black-winged angel shows up in her city of Paris claiming that she called him when she was only casting a simple vengeance spell. He’s no other than the angel of death! When Apollyon offers to obey her and help her have revenge on her cheating ex-boyfriend, she can’t resist the temptation, but can she resist him? Can an angel as dark as Apollyon ever fall for a mortal woman like her?
In Her Fallen Angel, Annelie fell for Lukas the moment he walked into her pub three years ago. He’s gorgeous and he’s seriously out of her league, but when he tells her that she’s beautiful and confesses that he wants her, she can’t resist him and his passionate kiss. She unleashes her desire and seizes the moment and Lukas with both hands. But Lukas has a secret, one that will test Annelie’s love for him and threaten to tear them apart. He’s a fallen angel. Can she help him prove he didn’t commit a terrible crime? Is she brave enough to love an angel?
In Her Warrior Angel, Einar is one of Heaven’s best hunters and he’s on a mission to uncover why an angel was working with demons. When he finds the first demon fighting a beautiful woman named Taylor, he intervenes and saves her. Taylor has spent her whole life protecting London from the lowest demons but working with Einar is her biggest challenge yet. She wants him but she can’t let herself fall for him. The reason why is simple. She’s half demon. He’s an angel. Love between their species is forbidden, but resisting their desire is impossible. Can a love so forbidden ever have a happy ending or are they destined to break each other’s hearts?
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Her Fallen Angel – http://www.felicityheaton.com/ebooks.php?title=Her%20Fallen%20Angel
Her Warrior Angel – http://www.felicityheaton.com/ebooks.php?title=Her%20Warrior%20Angel
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Love Immortal – Paranormal romance book reviews
Check out some of the amazing reviews that Love Immortal has been receiving from readers on Amazon!
“Felicity Heaton has outdone herself with her newest book. Love Immortal is an excellent paranormal romance. The story is exciting, it pulls you in. It is fast paced, filled with action and a romance that will bring tears to your eyes. Love Immortal is highly recommended to fans of paranormal romance.” — Melinda @ Paranormal Kiss – 5 stars
“I would definitely recommend this to anyone who wants to get lost in a story that has out of the ordinary characters, a love that lasts for centuries, and a wonderful story that will keep you wondering what will happen next. I can hardly wait for her next book.” — Diane McKeehan – 5 stars
“Wow, what an amazing and exciting read… Between were-wolves, vampires, demon soul eaters, demonancerator, humans with special powers, and greek gods and demi-gods this book was absolutely everything a reader could ask for in a story.” — Ronda Tutt – 4 stars
“This story was jammed packed full of action, suspense, love and lust! … the intense feelings she produced for her characters was amazing. I really enjoyed how Felicity showed her characters emotions, I found it hard to control myself at times… I loved all the characters, the storyline, the plot, the character building, the necking!” — K M Whittaker – 5 stars
“I absolutely loved this book, it’s jam packed with action, love, betrayal, and bucket loads of emotional turmoil. I’d totally recommend anyone to read it… in fact, I’m telling you all to read it… I swear it will definitely be worth your time.” — Kim Dufoulon – 5 stars
“If you like action then you will be happy to know you won’t have to wait even one page in this great paranormal romance. From the word go the storyline is filled with action, intrigue, romance and mystery. Felicity’s built her characters and scenes so well with descriptions that it was almost like living it with them… Felicity is an amazing author and I look forward to more of her works.” — Angie – 5 stars
“Great book! I’m a big reader of paranormal romance, and I love the twist of paranormal romance with Greek mythology… I love escaping reality through books and Felicity created a place I loved going. I recommend this book and can’t wait to read more from Felicity Heaton.” — Cassandra J Loskot – 5 stars
“This book has it all – love, passion, betrayal, redemption, and plenty of action. I think Love Immortal is now my new favorite book by Felicity.” — J. Adams – 5 stars
Love Immortal
Felicity Heaton
Rescued from werewolves by the most breathtaking man she’s ever seen, Lauren is dragged into the fight of her life and a dark world she never knew existed. There, she discovers that she’s the latest reincarnation of a goddess and must drink the blood of her immortal protector, Julian, in order to reawaken and continue her three thousand year old mission to defeat Lycaon, the original werewolf.
With the help of Julian and an organisation of people with supernatural abilities, Lauren fights for her life, their future and the fate of mankind against Lycaon and his deadly army, but can she succeed when Lycaon has killed all of her predecessors?
Can she crack the armour around Julian’s heart and seize her happily forever after with him? And can Julian bring himself to trust Lauren with the fragments of his heart after everything he’s been through?
ebook price: $3.99
genre: paranormal vampire romance
length: 157000 words
Available now at:
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Love-Immortal-ebook/dp/B004HYHHME/
Amazon Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Immortal/dp/B004HYHHME/
Also available in paperback for only $9.99:
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/1456487884/
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Love Immortal – now available on Amazon Kindle!
Because it takes so long sometimes for Amazon to approve the book and get it onto the Kindle store, Love Immortal is up there nice and early. That means all the lucky Kindle owners or ap users out there can buy it and read it now! I’d be excited to see what you all thought of it, so if you have the time and enjoy the story, please leave a review for the book.
Love Immortal
Felicity Heaton
Rescued from werewolves by the most breathtaking man she’s ever seen, Lauren is dragged into the fight of her life and a dark world she never knew existed. There, she discovers that she’s the latest reincarnation of a goddess and must drink the blood of her immortal protector, Julian, in order to reawaken and continue her three thousand year old mission to defeat Lycaon, the original werewolf.
With the help of Julian and an organisation of people with supernatural abilities, Lauren fights for her life, their future and the fate of mankind against Lycaon and his deadly army, but can she succeed when Lycaon has killed all of her predecessors?
Can she crack the armour around Julian’s heart and seize her happily forever after with him? And can Julian bring himself to trust Lauren with the fragments of his heart after everything he’s been through?
Price: $3.99
Length: 157,000 words
Genre: Paranormal vampire romance book
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Love-Immortal-ebook/dp/B004HYHHME/
Amazon Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Love-Immortal/dp/B004HYHHME/
Happy reading everyone and happy new year!
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Happy New Year – have a new chapter!
To ring in the New Year, I’ve posted another chapter of my upcoming release, Love Immortal. There’s only 13 more days to wait before this book is on the market! Yay!
I think I might have missed posting about chapter 3 as well, so here’s the link to the chapter list page so you can all catch up:
Love Immortal
Felicity Heaton
When you’re searching for your purpose, the last thing you expect to discover is that you’re the latest reincarnation of a goddess on a three thousand year old mission to defeat the original werewolf, Lycaon, before he can gain revenge on Zeus and Olympus.
Rescued from the claws of werewolves by Julian, a handsome and mysterious immortal, Lauren is pulled into a dark and frightening new world full of monsters out to kill her and an organisation of people with phenomenal abilities who want to protect her—Ghost. But the most frightening thing of all is that soon Lauren will need to drink Julian’s blood in order to reawaken and regain her immortal powers.
Or she will die.
Julian isn’t about to let that happen. He’s never met anyone like Lauren and he’s determined not to lose her. She’s the perfect copy of Illia but is nothing like her or any of the incarnations. She is light to their darkness, and she breathes life back into him, but can he trust her with his heart and bring himself to believe that the feelings she shows him are real after everything he has been through?
Can Lauren succeed in defeating Lycaon when all of her predecessors have failed? Will she be able to crack the armour around Julian’s heart and seize her happily forever after with him?
Read the chapters now!Â
http://loveimmortalromancenovel.blogspot.com/p/chapters.html
Happy reading everyone!
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paranormal romance book news
It’s been snowing heavily here in the UK and it’s chaos. I’ve been unable to get to work because of the snow. I’m hoping that tomorrow the weather will be better and trains will be behaving themselves, and I’ll be able to get into work. If I can’t, I’ll have to work from home as best I can.
I’ve been lapse at updating my blog this weekend because the snow has been so distracting. I swear I spent most of Saturday watching it constantly falling. It was snowing for over 6 hours and we ended up with 8 inches in the end. I spent a large part of Sunday tiring myself out with clearing the drive of snowso my husband and next door neighbour wouldn’t skid into the wall of our house when driving into or out of it. There’s a huge bank of snow along the wall now. It’s very pretty outside, and we have an amazing row of icicles along the entire length of the back of the house, but it’s very inconvenient! My cat thinks so too.
This weekend I posted chapter 2 of Love Immortal. If you haven’t read it yet, what are you waiting for? We’re all snowed in together so we might as well read something good to entertain us while we can’t go about our normal lives, right? You can read the second chapter of this upcoming paranormal romance book at the special blog: http://loveimmortalromancenovel.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-immortal-chapter-2.html
You can read the summary at the blog too: http://loveimmortalromancenovel.blogspot.com/p/about-book.html
If you want to start on chapter one, then visit the chapters list: http://loveimmortalromancenovel.blogspot.com/p/chapters.html
It’s been getting a great reception, which is quite exciting. I have a group of readers who are raring to go on reviewing it for me. I’m looking forward to seeing what they think about the novel. It’s been a while since I released a novel, and this one was a long time in the making.
If you read the chapters, be sure to leave a comment letting me know what you thought about it!
In other news, I’ve finished the second draft of Hunter’s Moon. Hunter’s Moon is the next Vampires Realm series release and it will be available from February 12th 2011, just in time for Valentine’s Day. It’s set away from Europe this time, and follows a Nocens vampire on her mission against the hunters who killed her sire. In deepest Canada, she meets an unlikely ally–an ex-compound werewolf called Nicolae. Can we say forbidden love?
I’ll need to do another edit on the book before it’s ready for proofing and then release. My schedule with this one is going to be rather tight even now that I’ve switched the release date with Love Immortal‘s old one. I can’t imagine I would have had this ready for January 15th! Must have been high on optimism when I decided the original schedule of releases for next year!
I’m really looking forward to releasing Hunter’s Moon. I haven’t had a Vampires Realm release this year, other than the free A Day in the Life stories. I want to get back on track with the series in the next few years. There will be 2 releases in the series next year, and I’m hoping to write 2 more for the following year. Those will probably be longer. Hunter’s Moon is 57000 words, so around short novel length, and Masquerade will likely be around 40000 to 50000 words. I’d like to write another longer novel for the series. I have plenty of them planned. Just need to find the time to write them!
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Exciting day today as it’s the release of Her Warrior Angel, the third instalment in my paranormal angel romance book series, Her Angel. Don’t worry if you haven’t read the others yet. They all stand alone so you can dive in wherever you like!
Here’s the official excerpt for the story.
Her Warrior Angel
Felicity Heaton
Einar is one of Heaven’s best hunters and he’s on a mission to uncover why an angel was working with demons. When he finds the first demon fighting a beautiful woman named Taylor, he intervenes and saves her life. Taylor has spent her whole life protecting London from the lowest demons and she’s not about to let an angel waltz into her city and take over her job, and she’s certainly not about to fall in love with him, even if he is gorgeous. The reason why she can’t is simple—she’s half demon.
There is no love in this world more forbidden than that between an angel and a demon.
Sense tells Taylor to get out before she gets her heart broken, but she winds up convincing Einar to partner with her instead. Einar is certain that working with Taylor is a bad idea, and not only because he can’t focus when he’s around her, but he can’t let her go. The mission leads them deep into the city’s underworld, where old flames burn Taylor while new flames of passion and fear of the consequences consume them, and the threat of Einar’s demons hangs over them both.
Can a love so forbidden ever have a happy ending or are they destined to break each other’s hearts?
ALL OF THE STORIES IN THE HER ANGEL SERIES STAND ALONE, JOINED BY CHARACTER AND WORLD ONLY, AND DO NOT NEED TO BE READ IN ORDER.
ebook price: $2.99
genre: paranormal angel romance
length: 36000 words
rating: sultry
released: November 2010
Book 3 in the Her Angel series
purchase links:
My website: http://www.felicityheaton.com/ebooks.php?title=Her%20Warrior%20Angel
Alinar Publishing: http://www.alinarpublishing.com/books.php?title=Her%20Warrior%20Angel
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Her-Warrior-Angel-Romance-ebook/dp/B004CFAS06/
Amazon Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Her-Warrior-Angel-Romance/dp/B004CFAS06/
Excerpt
She was heading for trouble.
Einar watched the raven-haired woman walking straight towards a male coming the opposite way through the quiet moonlit park. He beat his wings, keeping his position high above them in the cool air.
The woman appeared and disappeared as she passed under the intermittent streetlamps that lined the paths through the park. The lights weren’t strong enough to cut through the darkness, leaving the area as a black hole in a sea of glittering golden and white pinpricks. London stretched out as far as he could see in all directions. The yellow halo over the city drowned out the stars and made the shadowy shapes of the buildings visible to him.
Einar swooped lower in the night, wanting to get a closer look at the two people and needing to be near in case he was right and the man wasn’t a man at all. If the demon showed any sign of attacking the woman, he would intervene. Until that happened, he would watch. It wasn’t his place to interfere in things. He was here to hunt, not protect.
The steady rush of wind over him chilled his skin. Summer was on its way out and autumn was encroaching as surely as the night. The days were growing short and he still hadn’t found his demons. Heaven’s Court were becoming restless with the desire to know why a commander of theirs called Amaer had sided with three demons, assisting them in the disposal of over one hundred human bodies, and had incriminated a fellow angel, setting him up to take the fall.
The angel, an intervention specialist and mediator called Lukas, had fought back though and had proven his innocence. Amaer was dead. Now Einar’s only lead were the demons.
The woman neared the man. Einar’s hand went to the hilt of the blade hanging from his waist. The vambrace protecting his forearm was cold against the strip of stomach exposed between his rich brown and gold breastplate and his dark loincloth. He would soon have to resort to wearing winter armour.
A noise from below caught his attention. The woman was under attack. Einar dived towards her and then halted in mid-air barely a few metres above them when the woman drew a short silver blade from beneath the back of her black jacket and started to fight.
She was breathtaking.
Einar could only stare at her as she fought the male demon, still in his human skin. Her movements were fluid, made only more graceful by her tall slender form and the tight clothes she wore. She swung her leg around, kicking the man in the head. The moment her foot touched the floor, she brought it back again, catching the man unawares and unguarded.
She attacked then, putting the demon on the back foot and keeping him off balance with lunges and swipes of the short blade. It gleamed brightly under the moonlight, flashes of white and silver lines marking its deadly path.
Einar beat his wings to keep steady, mesmerised by the woman and her ability to fight. He had never thought a female could have such skill. He had only ever met females that needed tending to and protecting. This one was different. She could handle a weapon with ease, and with skill almost matching his own, and she radiated confidence and strength. She could take care of herself and he couldn’t bring himself to intervene in her fight, even when his instincts were screaming at him to go down and assist her.
The male demon snarled and shifted his shoulders. Black ragged scaly wings erupted from his back, tearing through his dark shirt, and his hands became talons. Einar’s eyes narrowed.
The history recorded in the pool in Hell had revealed the type of demon that had committed the sin of killing the innocent humans.
This man was one of their breed.
Einar’s dark gaze flickered to the woman. She didn’t even hesitate at the sight of the man’s wings and claws. She continued her attack. If anything, she was putting more effort into it now that the demon had revealed himself.
She wasn’t a stranger to this sort of creature.
The demon screamed and launched himself at the woman, still half in his human guise. The woman blocked each swipe of his talons with her short sword but the demon was forcing her backwards, putting her off balance this time. She rallied, kicking the demon in the shin and then going for the chest. The demon caught her ankle and turned, hurling her along the pavement. She tumbled, losing her weapon, and stopped a few metres away from the demon. Her long dark hair covered her face as she struggled to get to her feet.
Cold fury curled through Einar’s veins, tightening his muscles. He flexed his fingers around the hilt of his sword and gripped it tightly.
He had seen enough.
The demon ran at the woman.
Einar swept down, drew his sword, and blocked the demon’s attack. The man snarled and hissed, and leapt backwards, placing some distance between them. With a deep breath, Einar readied himself, standing tall and stretching his wings out to shield the woman behind him. He used his senses to check on her. She wasn’t badly injured. The rich smell of her blood filled the air and she was muttering dark things under her breath. Other than that, she seemed fine. He would tend to her once he had dealt with the demon.
“Get out of my damn way, you big oaf,†the woman said just as the demon charged them.
Einar turned, confused about whether she was speaking to him. She crouched, tugged the right leg of her dark jeans up, revealing her black leather boot, and the next thing Einar knew, she had a knife in her hand and was running past him. Resilient, resourceful, but foolish.
Unless she wanted to get herself killed.
The demon lashed out, slamming the back of his right hand into the side of her head and sending her skidding across the dewy grass. She landed in a heap and didn’t move.
Grasping his sword, Einar beat his tawny wings and shot towards the demon. He didn’t have time to react. Einar’s sword was through his gut before he could even turn towards him, and Einar twisted it, his eyes locked with the demon’s ones.
“Tell me where the others are hiding,†Einar said and the flicker of fear in the demon’s eyes told him everything he needed to know. He was right. This demon was one of them. “Tell me, and you will live. Do not tell me, and I will banish you to Hell to face your master instead.â€
The man’s eyes widened and he shook his head. He opened his mouth to speak and there was a strange rush of cold from below Einar’s feet. A column of darkness swept up and around them, engulfing both him and the demon. Intense heat and a vivid golden glow lit the ground beneath them. The column expanded rapidly and flung Einar backwards. He tumbled head over heels in the air and then stretched his wings out and flapped, righting himself and stopping his descent. He swept back down towards the demon but he was too late. There was a flash and the demon was gone, leaving nothing but a charred circle on the floor and the sickening stench of brimstone hanging in the cool night air.
A dark curse rolled off Einar’s tongue. He landed gently, sheathed his sword, and walked to the burnt patch of path. Crouching, he touched the warm ashes and then sighed. Had someone done this to stop him from talking? It wasn’t the Devil. He took no interest in such affairs and Einar’s threat had been just that—a threat. The Devil wouldn’t do anything if Einar banished a demon to Hell to face the consequences. If anything, he would probably congratulate the demon for doing something to annoy Heaven and the angels.
A groan from the darkness snapped Einar out of his thoughts.
The woman.
She was trying to push herself up off the grass but was having difficulty. Her long dark hair hung in messy strands, obscuring her face. She mumbled black things to herself. The smell of blood was stronger now. The woman touched her arm, flinched, and then collapsed. Einar rushed over to her and knelt at her side. He swept the lengths of hair from her face. She was pale, the moonlight turning her skin milky. Dark patches of blood marred it near her jaw and across her chest above the low line of her black top. There were three long gashes in the right arm of her leather biker jacket. The demon. He must have caught her with his claws.
Einar slid his arm under her back and carefully lifted it off the wet grass, supporting her. She moaned and writhed against him, and then stilled. He stared down at her pale beauty, captivated by it as much as he had been by her fighting. Perhaps he had been mistaken.
Perhaps he was the one heading for trouble.
He touched the blood on her cheek and frowned.
What was trouble’s name?
Was it as beautiful as her looks and the way she fought?
She moaned and then lurched towards him and tackled him to the ground, pinning his wings awkwardly beneath him. He grimaced and tried to get her off him but she pressed her full bodyweight down onto his stomach, groin and chest.
“Who the hell are you?†Her dark eyes were wild, watching him without fear but with anger. She wet her luscious full lips and frowned. Her left hand slid off his damp breastplate and he instinctively caught her to stop her from falling. She shoved his hand away and fixed him with a deadly glare. “Get off me. Bloody angels. Always interfering.â€
She wavered a moment later and clenched her jaw.
Her eyes slipped shut and then shot open again.
“It is the toxin,†Einar said in a quiet voice, not wanting to enrage her. He rested his hands beside his head on the damp grass, trying to show her that he didn’t intend to hurt her, and smiled. “I can fix that for you.â€
She glanced down at her right shoulder and then pressed a knife against his throat. It trembled, touching his Adam’s apple, and she blinked several times, as though trying to clear her head. How long did she have? Demon toxins worked fast.
“I don’t need your help.†She pushed off him and stumbled across the grass in the empty moonlit park, muttering to herself about her sword.
Einar stood, stretched his wings and flapped them to get his feathers back into place. She was no stranger to angels either judging by the way that she was speaking. He frowned down at his wet backside and legs, and then cocked his head to one side and watched her. Regardless of what she said, she did need his help. The most virulent demon toxin only took a few minutes to work its way into blood and only another hour on top of that to spread through the body and kill the host. It was difficult to get rid of and he was certain she knew that. What did she plan to do? Human drugs had little effect on such poison. It would take another demon to remove it. Was she in league with them? He hadn’t wanted to believe such a thing when he had first seen her, but he couldn’t deny that it was a possibility.
She stooped to pick up her sword and collapsed into a heap.
Einar was beside her in an instant. He collected her blade, jamming it into his sword belt, and then lifted her into his arms. He didn’t care what she had done before tonight, he wasn’t going to let her go and seek the aid of demons now that he was here.
He froze.
Was he protecting her?
Why?
His gaze traversed her delicate face.
He was definitely heading for trouble.
It was forbidden for him to have any sort of feeling for her.
He stared at her a moment longer, torn between leaving her to find her own way of clearing the poison from her blood and taking her with him to his place and removing it for her. The hunter in him said to leave her. She wasn’t worth anything and would only cause him trouble.
The man in him said to save her.
Einar closed his eyes, cradled her to his chest, and took flight.
He couldn’t leave her to fend for herself. It didn’t matter that Heaven forbid him to intervene in such matters or to feel anything for her. His heart whispered to help her and he would do just that. He would rid her body of the poison and restore her strength. If anyone asked him why he had done such a thing, he would lie and say that he had done it for information.
Not because he was drawn to her.
She woke during the flight to his hotel. He kept his gaze on the rooftops of London, charting his course and checking it for any sign of trouble. The sky was his tonight, shared only with the constant circling planes above him as they waited to land at one of the busy airports. They were too high to bother to him. He couldn’t fly at that altitude when carrying mortal cargo. The air was too cold and too thin for such a fragile creature.
He glanced down at her, meeting her dark eyes. They shone with something between confusion and anger.
“How are you feeling?†Einar fixed his gaze ahead again, sensing that if he continued to stare at her, she was likely to start fighting him.
“I’d feel a lot better if you put me down.†She pushed his chest so quickly that he almost lost his grip on her. A moment later, she was clutching the edges of his deep brown breastplate and curled up against him, fear pounding in her veins so strongly that he could sense it as though it was his own. “Christ Almighty, we’re flying.â€
He smiled.
It touched his lips before he could even think to contain it.
She had made him smile.
Not a forced one as he generally managed, but a real smile.
He tightened his grip on her knees and her ribs, and swooped lower with her, so she wouldn’t be afraid. He levelled off just above the rooftops and narrowed his eyes on the spot in the distance where the hotel was located.
“Keep going, Romeo, all the way down.†She tugged at his breastplate, as though she could control his descent by doing such a thing and force him to land.
“I do not think so.†Einar glanced at her again. “You are particularly resilient to demon toxin but you are in no fit state to be left alone. I will tend to you once we are somewhere safe.â€
“There’s nowhere safe in this city,†she mumbled and then, as they flew over a higher building, she twisted out of his arms.
Einar went after her. She turned and twirled in the air like a cat finding its footing during a fall, and landed soundly on her feet on the roof of the building. Stupid woman. She made it ten steps before collapsing.
“Shit.†She got to her feet and tried to run again, this time reaching the edge of the roof and balancing there, staring down into the street below.
“Where do you intend to run to?†He landed behind her and caught her arm, afraid that she would fall. She turned to look at him with wide eyes that spoke of fear, her lips parted and teasing him with temptation. Desire tugged at his gut. He pulled her back into his arms, lifted her again and cradled her close to his chest. He stared at her mouth, almost willing to give in, and then forced his gaze up to meet hers. “You are in no fit state to run.â€
“I felt better.†She frowned, looked herself over, and then met his eyes again. “And then I felt terrible.â€
He smiled for a second time. “It is my presence that staves off the toxin. The moment you were away from my touch, the infection returned. I do not intend to harm you… whoever you are.â€
She swallowed, blinked, and then looped her arms around his neck and smiled saucily. “You don’t get my name that easily, Romeo.â€
Einar looked down at her arms and shivered when she tangled her fingers in the short threads of his ponytail. Her fingertips grazed his neck, sending another wave of tingles trickling down his spine. Her breath washed his face as she leaned in close, pulling herself up and pressing her cheek to his. Her lips grazed his ear and he was lost, empty inside, unable to focus on anything but the feel of her against him and the anticipation of hearing her speak.
“You’ve got to tell a girl your name first,†she whispered into his ear. Was it the toxin making her act so strangely, or was she always like this with men, so forward and teasing? “It’s considered polite.â€
He closed his eyes, swallowed to ease his dry throat, and resisted his desire to clutch her to him, to hold her where she was so he could feel her body against his a moment longer.
“Einar.†He breathed his name on a sigh, unable to find his voice for some reason. What was she doing to him? Was she temptation sent by the Devil to test him?
“Mmm, that’s a strong name for a strong boy.†She ran her hands down his biceps and they trembled under her soft touch. He shook when she cupped his cheeks, sending warmth racing through every inch of him, and drew back to look into his eyes. She smiled. “Now… put me the hell down!â€
She head-butted him and he stumbled backwards, losing his grip on her. Before he could grab her, she had leapt to the next building and was running again. Einar touched his forehead and frowned. Why was she running from him? Was she afraid that he was going to harm her? He had no intention of hurting her. He only wanted to help.
He stretched his wings and flew after her, keeping his distance this time. She would falter soon enough. He hadn’t lied to her. It was only his touch and presence that slowed the effects of the poison on her body. He gave her a minute before she collapsed again and became compliant once more.
She didn’t even last that long. Before she was halfway across the rooftop, she tripped and fell flat on her face. She didn’t get back up. She lay there on the damp black tar roof, breathing hard.
Einar landed close beside her and she grabbed his ankle and looked up at him out of the corner of her eye, threads of her long hair cutting across her cheek.
She said something he couldn’t make out. He crouched close to her and her hand touched his bare knee.
“Maybe I’ll take you up on that offer.†Her words were so quiet that he barely heard her. She closed her eyes and sighed. “Not feeling myself today.â€
Einar carefully lifted her back into his arms. She lay there, lax against him, breathing softly and slowly. He could feel her fatigue. She had only made things worse by trying to escape. Exerting herself had quickened the process of spreading the poison through her body. She shivered and moaned.
“Taylor.â€
He frowned.
Her eyes fluttered open, their dark depths capturing his attention and holding it. She almost smiled.
“My name… it’s Taylor.†She closed her eyes and leaned her cheek against his shoulder and bicep.
Einar held her close to him and looked at her. Taylor.
A strong but beautiful name for a strong beautiful woman.
He took flight with her again, heading for the hotel and pondering this strange twist of fate that had brought her into his life. She was turning his world, distorting its axis, and he was sure of only one thing.
He was heading for trouble.
purchase links:
My website: http://www.felicityheaton.com/ebooks.php?title=Her%20Warrior%20Angel
Alinar Publishing: http://www.alinarpublishing.com/books.php?title=Her%20Warrior%20Angel
Amazon Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Her-Warrior-Angel-Romance-ebook/dp/B004CFAS06/
Amazon Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Her-Warrior-Angel-Romance/dp/B004CFAS06/
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