I’m on the Lovestruck blog hop this week.
What is it all about?
It’s heroes who leaves us completely smitten. There’s one in particular I adore.
Aethan. From the get-go it was a flammable chemistry that drew him and Echo together. They couldn’t stay away, circled each other in the early stages. I love how he’s thrown for a loop when he first meets her and acts so against his usual reserved self… he’s charmed, annoyed and totally aggrieved that she wouldn’t bend to his will.
Yes, you guess it. I’m talking about Absolute Surrender, my paranormal romance set in urban New York. Being the generous person I am, I’ve included a part of that scene at the bottom of this blog if you want to find out more.
It’s a tale of absolute devotion. From the moment he saw her, he wanted her, only to realize what an impossible relationship theirs was. She is his salvation and he’s her demise. Theirs is a love story that transcends the realms.
Born in the flames of Heaven’s wrath, he’s all things sinful…and too dangerous to love.
Immortal guardian, Aethan, walks eternity alone, trapped in a hell of his own, until a feisty mortal crosses his path—a female he shouldn’t even look at, one who shakes the precarious foundations of all that he is—and who’s determined to walk the edge of danger.
All her life, Echo Carter wanted “normal,” an impossible feat given that she can see demons. Now drawn back to the alleys of New York, she’s determined to hunt down the demonii responsible for the death of her friend—and no man, no matter how sexy, will stop her—until she discovers a horrifying truth about herself, forcing her to turn to Aethan. But when two stubborn wills collide, a dangerous passion ignites…
As evil closes in, will this warrior overcome his darkest fears and claim her as his—or lose her to a far more sinister fate.
An excerpt when they first met in front of the cathedral…
“Your little hobby will only land you in trouble.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” With an impatient hand, she brushed back the hair from her eyes to reveal a star-shaped scar above her left brow.
So she didn’t want to talk?
“Okay, we’ll do this your way. Whenever you’re ready.” He crossed his arms and waited, ignoring the pull of the wound on his shoulder. He could read nothing off her mind. Her thoughts were walled up behind pure steel. It didn’t matter because none could play the waiting game like he could. Besides, he usually got what he wanted.
“You can’t keep me here against my will.”
“I’m not. You chose to stand up there. I just want answers.”
A low, frustrated growl left her. She made him want to smile.
Nothing in his long life had prepared him for the sensations crowding him. Blood buzzed in his veins and rushed to his head as he faced a female who affected him like no other ever had. He knew he was on a headlong collision with disaster, and yet he remained. Intrigued. Challenged by her.
The wind picked up, rustling the fallen leaves around them, and whipped at her hair. Brown eyes glittered in irritation. Something about them seemed different, before he could determine what it was, she turned away.
“You killed some…one,” he told her.
“Yeah? Prove it. Besides, what are you, the Goth cop?” She leaped off the bench and brushed passed him, leaving behind a trail of her heady scent.
Goth cop? That stumped him for a second. Then reality surged through him. Urias! What the hell was he doing, playing her game? If she were the female they searched for, he’d have to find out her abilities. With her snippy attitude, he’d have as much luck getting her to admit to that as getting her to reveal how she killed the demonii. Not many humans could take down those fuckers, especially not a fragile female.
With his mind back on the job, he went after her.
She spun around when he brushed up against her back. Shot him a glare of exasperation then she stalked off, mumbling something about wretched pheromones being the bane of her life.
Aethan offered no apology for his actions. He got what he wanted. If this was the only way to get her to talk, so be it.
“Answer a few questions and I won’t bother you again.”
“Yeah, yeah. We all have dreams, doesn’t mean we get what we want—”
He flipped the blade he nipped off her into the air. Her mouth dropped open. The shock on her face made his day. He spun the dagger again. “Tell me about this.”
Her belligerent attitude was toast.
“You—you stole that!”
That seductive mouth flattened, her gaze pinned on the blade. He knew better than to get too close and give her a chance to nab the thing from him.
“This is New York, I’m not stupid enough to traipse around unprotected,” she retorted. Her hand shot out and she snapped her fingers. “Give it back.”
“I don’t think so. This is sharp. You could hurt yourself.” He deliberately ran a finger over the blade’s edge and had the pleasure of witnessing her irritation increase. A furious glower flayed him, before she stomped off to the front of the cathedral.
He followed, amusement filling him. Slipping her blade into his coat pocket, he watched as she chased off a tabby cat pawing through her bag. Then just to see those eyes spark again, he stepped closer.
(want to see more images for my inspiration behind this book, click on the pic of the cathedral above :))
And now to the prizes.
I’m giving away 2 ebooks of Absolute Surrender to two lucky commenters. (kindle or PDF) Make sure to leave a way I can contact you. Facebook, twitter, or email or even in this comment section below. By entering, you agree that should you win the e-copies, it will not be shared or regifted!
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