January Updates!

Happy New Year, Loves!

I hope you all had a wonderful new year and a great January so far! ❤

SWEET SACRIFICE on sale for 99 cents!

Sweet Sacrifice Final_505x825Woot! You can now pick up a copy of my standalone archangel paranormal romance for only ninety-nine pennies until Jan 31st! ❤

Heaven is hell without her…

Former Navy SEAL Sebastian “Bash” Lockard died in Afghanistan after leaping on a grenade to save his comrades. Little did he know his act of heroism would grant him a ticket into Heaven’s elite army as one of the few and powerful Archangels. Struggling with his new existence, Bash still retains his human memories, leaving behind a wife he loves with all of his heart. Although he’s forbidden to see her, he can’t resist her lure, or the mortal desires he harbors for her.

As a young widow and nurse, Irene Lockard still mourns her husband two years after his untimely death. His absence is everywhere, and when her best friend weds, she hits an emotional rock bottom. As if summoned from the skies above, Sebastian appears before her, and they share an unforgettable night. But when he once again vanishes, she wonders if she’s truly gone mad with grief.

The only way Sebastian can remain with Irene is if he makes the ultimate sacrifice. But will she overcome her fear of losing him again to another war?

PRAISE FOR SS:

“Bash is the kind of hero readers will fall in love with–he is selfless to a fault, courageous and brave.” – InD’Tale Magazine

“Goodness, this story was amazing! Bash and Irene were insanely hot together and their chemistry, both physically and emotionally was off-the-charts.” – Natalie The Biblioholic

“A riveting paranormal that will latch onto your heart. The pacing swept me off my feet, the characters left me feeling raw and undone, and the writing flows effortlessly while bringing the heat and the heart. – Michaelene, The Librarian’s Corner

EXCERPT:

Bash’s gaze caught on a couple on the dance floor, the sight of her sinking into him like hooks and bringing him to a standstill.

With her dark curls springing over her shoulders, she spun across the hardwood, her pale gray dress flowing around her. Much like in his recent vision of her, she tipped her head back and laughed, beautiful, stunning, her smile as bright as the yellow calla lilies tucked in her hair. She swayed with a man in dress whites, a Marine, another fucking soldier she didn’t belong with. And as the rain of realization became a downpour of comprehension, he remembered the engagement, where Claude proposed to Lucille—at their wedding—right before Bash left for another tour of Afghanistan.

“Bash?” Gabriel stepped in front of him, blocking his view, pale eyes narrowed.

Bash’s hand slammed into Gabriel’s chest, pushing him away as he lurched forward. Gabriel reacted faster, though, snatching his arm and wrenching him back at least four feet. Bash lunged again and the Arc’s hand fisted in his white button-down shirt.

“Don’t,” Gabriel growled, all humor draining from his angular face and setting his expression in stone. “Do not.”

Bash’s heart punched at the angel’s fist, every fiber of his being burning with the urge to run to her, to wrap his arms around her and feel her body against his one more time. Envy, rage, longing, and sadness blasted through him in a toxic tornado of emotion ready to whip this place into oblivion.

He nearly ground his molars into pulp. “Let. Me. Go.”

“You are dead, Sebastian. You’re no longer part of this world. All you’ll do is bring her pain, bring yourself pain. Don’t do this.” Twin streams of air whistled from the Arc’s nostrils as he shook his head. “I should’ve never brought you here.”

Bring him pain? More pain than he’d already endured? No.

No.

BUY LINKS:

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B074KJTJT8/

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B074KJTJT8/

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B074KJTJT8/

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/d/B074KJTJT8/

SERIES LINK: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0785S89SQ

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BLACK BULLET is a winner!

black-bulletYou guys! I was definitely not expecting BLACK BULLET to win FIRST place in the 2017 RWA Gayle Wilson Awards of Excellence in Paranormal and Fantasy. I’m so humbled, honored, and thrilled to no end! Thank you so much for your support. ❤ I couldn’t write any of these books without you.

Amazon: mybook.to/blackbullet

BOOK 1, RELEASING THE DEMONS: mybook.to/releasingthedemons

 

Until next time…

Hopefully I’ll have some great news to share with you soon about the third book in the Senary series, VERMILION LIES! Happy reading and stay warm! ❤

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RELEASING THE DEMONS is FREE for a limited time!

*FREE on Amazon until 1/1!*

If you haven’t picked up a copy of my series starter yet, here’s your chance!

🔥 He’s out to set the world on fire. 🔥
💋 She’s the only one who can tame him. 💋

*2016 PRISM CONTEST WINNER in Dark Paranormal and FINALIST in Best First Book!*

Blaze Knight has been through hell and back, but the nightmares aren’t over yet.

Five years after Blaze was maimed by Cyrus Chimola, a powerful vampire with a penchant for torture, he’s still trying to pick up the pieces of his shattered life. As a genetically engineered mercenary with the ability to bend fire to his will and to see in infrared, Blaze’s mission is to protect what’s left of humanity. When Chimola and his crew return to the Bronx gunning for Blaze’s blood, Blaze is forced to face the demons of his past. Hell-bent on revenge, he seeks the help of Valerie Medeiros, an NYPD detective who manages to steal his heart and save his life in more ways than one.

Motivated by her sister’s gruesome death, Valerie has made it her life’s goal to bury every vampire in the ground where they belong. When she brings in Blaze Knight for suspected murder, she discovers he’s not only innocent, he isn’t a man at all—he’s a half-vampire hybrid working with a band of brothers for the U.S. military. Valerie has a hard time trusting anything with fangs, yet she quickly falls headlong into Blaze’s life, a life full of darkness and horror she can’t even begin to fathom. The bodies are stacking up, but Valerie can’t seem to let go of this hybrid, a beautiful monster filled with pain, rage, and passion unlike anything she’s ever known.

In a world where the line between good and evil is blurred, Blaze and Valerie will find danger at every turn, risking everything they’ve come to know and love, including one another.

PRAISE FOR RTD:

“This exciting post-apocalyptic paranormal thriller produces shock and awe like no other. This is one blazing-hot read that shouldn’t be missed!” – InD’tale Magazine 

“L.D. Rose’s vision of a shattered Manhattan where humans and vampires wage war every night is eerily real for a fantasy novel. A must read.” – The Romance Reviews

“Emotional and action-packed–it will have you anxiously turning pages.” – Uncaged Book Reviews

*Now FREE on AMAZON until 1/1!*
US: http://amzn.com/B013GVCC7I
UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B013GVCC7I
CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B013GVCC7I
AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B013GVCC7I
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/…/s…/26063603-releasing-the-demons

(Book 2 in The Order of The Senary series, BLACK BULLET, now on tap: myBook.to/blackbullet)

Enjoy and HAPPY NEW YEAR, loves! ❤

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SWEET SACRIFICE now available in print!

SWEET SACRIFICE is now available in print! Yay! 😀

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Former Navy SEAL Sebastian “Bash” Lockard died in Afghanistan after leaping on a grenade to save his comrades. Little did he know his act of heroism would grant him a ticket into Heaven’s elite army as one of the few and powerful Archangels. Struggling with his new existence, Bash still retains his human memories, leaving behind a wife he loves with all of his heart. Although he’s forbidden to see her, he can’t resist her lure, or the mortal desires he harbors for her.

As a young widow and nurse, Irene Lockard still mourns her husband two years after his untimely death. His absence is everywhere, and when her best friend weds, she hits an emotional rock bottom. As if summoned from the skies above, Sebastian appears before her, and they share an unforgettable night. But when he once again vanishes, she wonders if she’s truly gone mad with grief.

The only way Sebastian can remain with Irene is if he makes the ultimate sacrifice. But will she overcome her fear of losing him again to another war?

PRAISE FOR SWEET SACRIFICE:

“Bash is the kind of hero readers will fall in love with–he is selfless to a fault, courageous and brave.” – InD’Tale Magazine

“Goodness, this story was amazing! Bash and Irene were insanely hot together and their chemistry, both physically and emotionally was off-the-charts.” – Natalie The Biblioholic

“A riveting paranormal that will latch onto your heart. The pacing swept me off my feet, the characters left me feeling raw and undone, and the writing flows effortlessly while bringing the heat and the heart. – Michaelene, The Librarian’s Corner

Order signed paperbacks from yours truly: https://goo.gl/forms/kHmET1ctmoE6UXPm1

Amazon eBook: mybook.to/asweetsacrifice

Amazon Paperback: mybook.to/sweetsacrificeprint

B&N: http://bit.ly/2pOlGFH

Until next time! Hope you all had a wonderful holiday season! ❤

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STAR KEEPER, a sci-fi adventure by K. Reedwood and C. Heinicke, now available!

Two of my fab author friends, Kate and Chris, have a new release today! Check out the second novel in their sci-fi Legacy Hunter series, STAR KEEPER!

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Blurb:

Axel Ryan is running for his life.

Pursued by bounty hunters with a price on his head, he should disappear into the stars to hide and continue his search for Stardrives. But his soulmate, Element Cruz, has resurfaced and after spending the last six months searching for her with no luck, finding her again is worth gambling his life. She’s putting her own in danger by infiltrating an illegal slave auction where the Star Keeper of Endaria is being sold; a woman with empathic abilities, worth more credits then Axel can legally gather.

It should be an easy mission. Crash the auction, save his girl, and fly off into the galaxy to live happily ever after together. But the universe has another destiny in store for Axel, one he’ll need to embrace to save them all, or die trying.

E-book: 0.99 cents pre-order/release day special, regular price $2.99

 

BUY LINK: https://www.books2read.com/starkeeper/

Excerpt:

“Ellie!” Axel screamed as he raced through the door on the left of the corridor he was in. Through a meter-wide window, he saw the tired face of Element Cruz. Relief collided with panic and turned to rage. She was still alive, but for how long? And why the frell did she have a fist-sized welt on her cheek? The mark was dark red and stark against her skin, swollen and painful.

He ran up and touched the window, her face on the other side. “Who the frell hit you?” he yelled, not sure if Ellie could hear. When she stared at him blankly he shook his head and added, “I will get you out of there!” He could dole out justice to whoever had harmed her once he knew she was safe.

She gestured at her comm where it hung useless and broken from the collar on her suit and put her hand up against the window too. She mouthed the words, “It’s a trap,” clearly enough for Axel to understand the lip movements. “Get out of here!”

He glanced around the room he was in. Some kind of observation chamber, he guessed. But for what purpose, he had no idea. Shiloh had led a peculiar existence. The room itself was divided, a couch and table on this side with a glass partition separating him from the other where Ellie and Iris and Shiznit were held captive.

Iris had escaped her own bindings and was working on undoing Shiznit’s restraints with her fingers. Ellie banged her fists against the glass. “Leave!” she screamed.

Axel ignored her and tried the cell’s door, first with a tug on the handle, then with his blaster, but the laser fire bounced off the glass without doing any discernable damage.

Axel turned back to Ellie, so close to him but separated by safety glass that would take more fire power than he could muster right now to break. She may as well be on the other side of the galaxy.

But he refused to give up and let her and the others die. Darius wasn’t going to win.

The charges. Where were they? A blinking light caught his eye by the edge of the cell window. Rectangular and about the size of his palm, the explosive charge had been attached to the wall. One of several, in fact, he realized.

He moved to the charges and studied them. He was no expert, but the arrangement seemed simple enough. Square casing. Couple wires. Blinking red light, the flashes increasing in speed. A countdown in progress? Shit.

The others banged on the window. Axel glanced at them but ignored their frantic expressions and pleas for him to leave. He needed to focus on diffusing the situation.

“Who am I kidding, I’ve never done this shit,” he said out loud. He did know the red digital display was just that, a display, but that there was some type of timer inside that was counting down to zero. The nearest charge had been placed at his height, and he knew that the first thing he should do was try to pull one of the wires out to disrupt the circuit. But which one? Black or red? And if he picked wrong, would it instantly detonate and set off the others?

Sweat poured from his brow like a slow dripping tap, and he quickly wiped it with the back of his hand.

He could stand here and wait, or he could take a chance and act. The others were shrieking frantically, banging on the glass. The right wire would save them. They were dead for certain if he stood here letting time run out. Fifty-fifty chance. Life or death? Red or black? Which future did fortune favor?

He chose black.

Pulling with all his strength, he broke the wire free of the charge with a snap. The blinking stopped and became a solid red light, glaring at him with its brightness. A high-pitched whine filled the room.

“Oh shit.” I’m so sorry, he thought. “Ellie! Get back!”

 

 

Check out Book One, Queen Killer, also ninety-nine pennies!

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BUY LINK: https://www.books2read.com/queenkiller

 

ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

Chris Heinicke

Although working as a baker for many years, writing has been a passion for Chris for some time, starting in high school and reigniting again in 2006, when he first got the inspiration to begin writing ‘The Man In Black.’

After completing that project eight years later, he took part in NaNoWriMo in November 2014, culminating into a project named 5PM. Deciding to self-publish, 5PM came out in February 2015, and then The Man In Black in August.

2016 saw the release of 7PM, and in that same year, his writing path met with that of Canadian author Kate Reedwood. A mutual respect of each other’s work ignited an interest in working together, creating the Legacy Hunter series, the first of which to come out in July 2017.

Apart from writing, Chris enjoys travelling, reading, watching movies and all things geeky. He resides in Coffs Harbour with his wife and three children.

Chris will be at Nexus Con on July 29 celebrating the release of the first book in his Legacy Hunter series.

www.chrisheinickewriter.com

 

Kate Reedwood

Kate Reedwood, also know as Felicity Kates, is a mild-mannered manager by day. At night, she trades in her high heels for bunny slippers and lets her imagination run wild.

A trained artist and writer, Kate enjoys writing stories that combine humor with strong characters who know what they want and aren’t afraid to go get it. Every story is an emotional journey where the characters must struggle to find their happily ever after. But they do always reach it in the end, no matter the time or place in the universe.

She lives off of coffee and dreams and enjoys going for walks along the shores of Lake Ontario, taking pictures of whatever catches her eye. A romantic at heart, she loves to snuggle under a blanket with a good book to warm up the cold Canadian winters.

When not dreaming up new worlds and books to write with Australian author Chris Heinicke, she can most often be found enjoying the quiet company of her husband and son.

www.Felicitykatesauthor.com

Where else to find Kate and Chris:

https://www.legacyhunter.space/

www.chrisheinickewriter.com

www.felicitykatesauthor.com

NEWSLETTER: http://madmimi.com/signups/123923/join

FAN Group:

Legacy Hunter Guild: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1812276449059713/

AMAZON AUTHOR PAGES:

Chris Heinicke: https://www.amazon.com/Chris-Heinicke/e/B00TIHKF4M/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1500479363&sr=8-1

Kate Reedwood: https://www.amazon.com/Kate-Reedwood/e/B071FVTHNW/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_2

FACEBOOK:

Legacy Hunter Page: https://www.facebook.com/LegacyHunterSeries

Chris Heinicke author page: https://www.facebook.com/ChrisHeinickeWriter/

Chris Heinicke FB profile: https://www.facebook.com/chris.heinicke.5

Kate Reedwood author page: https://www.facebook.com/KateReedwood

Kate Reedwood FB profile: https://www.facebook.com/kate.s.reed

TWITTER:

Chris Heinicke: https://twitter.com/KrisKrandall

Kate Reedwood: https://twitter.com/KateReedwood

PINTEREST:

https://www.pinterest.com/KateReedwood/legacy-hunter-ideas/

 

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THE STORM WITHIN, the next book in the Soul Mate Tree Series, now available!

I can’t believe we’re already at book eleven! 😀 The next installment of the series is a standalone steamy paranormal romance by Cerian Hebert! Check it out! ❤

THE LEGEND OF THE SOUL MATE TREE

I am old, I am ancient,

my purpose is clear

To give those who are needy

a treasure so dear.

They who come to my roots,

touch my bark, stroke my leaves

Find the soul of their lives

if they but believe.

When I call and you listen,

your prize will be great

If your heart remains open

and you don’t hesitate.

Do you yearn? Be you lonely?

Is your time yet at hand?

Reach for me and I’ll give to you.

I’m yours to command.

For your trust, for your faith,

keep my secrets untold

And I’ll gift you forever,

to have and to hold.

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Healed from her own loss, Juliana Hopkins wants nothing more than to mend reclusive artist Aidan Byrne’s heart, and help close a chapter in his life that has haunted him for over twenty years. Risking their newfound love, Juliana is determined to release the ghosts he can’t let go.

Aidan has been in love with Juliana since the first moment he saw her, but if she can’t leave the tragedies of his past alone, he won’t be able to make a life with her.

She offers him a love he never dared to want, but loving her could rip open all the old wounds he’d never been able to heal.

 

BUY LINK: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0764399W9

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

It’s all about the romance. Since the age of twelve, Cerian has believed this and has wanted nothing more than to write stories with a Happily Ever After. Countless notebooks are filled with her stories written over the years while she’s worked jobs like cleaning stalls in New York to booking cruises in Maine. Currently she’s happily settled in southwestern New Hampshire, working for a company that offers professional development for educators. In her spare time, she’s busy weaving stories and continuing to pursue her dreams.

Website: www.cerianhebert.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Ceriansbooks/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/CerianHebert
Pintrest: https://www.pinterest.com/cerian0022/
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/CerianHebert
Author Central: https://www.amazon.com/Ceri-Hebert/e/B003NTI0HU

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SOUL SONG, the next book in The Soul Mate Tree Series, now available!

The tenth novella in The Soul Mate Tree Series is available today! Check out SOUL SONG, a fab paranormal romance by the amazing duo, Mikea Howard!

Writing under Mikea Howard, we are actually Mindy Howard and Kelly Smith, sisters-in-law who share a love for romance, usually paranormal. We have spent the last several years reading and sharing books as well as authors, often making comments about how we’d love to write our own when we ran out of things to read.

While based on our TBR piles, we have not run out of reading material, we decided to write when the muse hit Kelly with a dystopian diesel world and an opening scene with the heroine running out into the woods. Mindy then saw her hero step in, and The Diesel War series was born.

When Cheryl Yeko and Char Chaffin (AKA CiCi Cordelia) asked us to join this project, we knew exactly who needed this magical tree to find his soul mate. Soul Song is a stand-alone, but set within our Diesel War Series. It is actually Book 2.5, taking place at the same time as Book 3. 

THE LEGEND OF THE SOUL MATE TREE:

I am old, I am ancient, my purpose is clear

To give those who are needy a treasure so dear.

They who come to my roots, touch my bark, stroke my leaves

Find the soul of their lives if they but believe.

When I call and you listen, your prize will be great

If your heart remains open and you don’t hesitate.

Do you yearn? Be you lonely? Is your time yet at hand?

Reach for me and I’ll give to you. I’m yours to command.

For your trust, for your faith, keep my secrets untold

And I’ll gift you forever, to have and to hold.

An ancient legend spanning eras, continents, and worlds. To some, it’s nothing more than a dream. To others, a pretty fairy tale handed down through the generations.

For those in critical need of their own happy ending, a gift.

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Dottie thought she had it all: a successful singing career, a handsome fiancé, and a starlet’s wardrobe. Sudden betrayal brought it all crashing down around her. Those she trusted most played her as nothing more than a pawn. One misstep while fleeing the scene trapped her in another world alone, save a mysterious visitor.

Guatimozin, an eagle shifter, has spent ages assisting people through the realm between life and death, leading them to join loved ones on either side. No one had ever made him want anything for himself until he discovered this city girl.

Forces plot against them and time is short. Soon, their chance for a happily ever after will be too late.

BUY LINK: http://a.co/1JjwHXo

Soul Mate Tree Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/VjxyyD3TVoA

Soul Song Trailer: https://youtu.be/kWXuS8X0WfU

 

Short Excerpt:

Dottie wiped the tears from her face. Damn him, and damn his floosy too. She’d do what her mother constantly threatened her stepdad with, and remove his cock to wear it proudly on a chain around her neck.

I jus’ gotta find a way out of this kooky forest first.

Making her way back onto her feet, she dusted off her dress in a mindless motion. The fabric passed beneath her strokes smooth and dirt free. She studied the once vibrant red dress she’d worn on stage. The satin now appeared drab and colorless. Her bare feet peeked from beneath its hem, as clean as the moment she’d dabbed them dry from her bath. The blind sprint from her dressing room, across town, and up the hill, should have left them covered in filth.

In exasperation, she threw her arms in the air. “Swell. I mus’ be dead and I’m . . .”

She moved away from the tree to scrutinize her surroundings. As much as Dottie hoped she’d end up in heaven, her mother always insisted that, as a willful child trying to pass as something she wasn’t, her final destination would be a bit further down.

The sensation of electricity passing through the air made every hair stand on end as a matter-of-fact reply came from behind. “No, you aren’t dead, but you’re not exactly alive either. You’re in a realm known as the in-between.”

Spinning around, Dottie came face to face with a stranger. Like the tree, he appeared in color, only he wasn’t pink and purple. Instead, a tall man with reddish tan skin, swirling silver eyes, and waist length striking black hair, stared at her as though regarding a ghost. Thick muscular arms crossed over his chest as his shocked expression eased into a slow smirk, highlighting the defined beak-like nose, high cheekbones, and strong chin framing his mouth.

Nervously licking her lips, she couldn’t help but muse, Di Mi. Well hello, sailor.

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ABOUT THE AUTHORS:

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We love meeting readers, and try to get to at least two conventions a year. Of course, if we can’t meet in person, you can always find us at the following places:

www.mikeahoward.com

www.facebook.com/writermikeahoward

www.twitter.com/mikeahowardwrit

www.amazon.com/author/mikeahoward

www.instagram.com/mikeahoward

www.goodreads.com/author/show/14221209.Mikea_Howard

 

 

 

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Release Day for SWEET SACRIFICE!

Today is the day, you guys! SWEET SACRIFICE is officially out in the world!

SS is my latest standalone dark paranormal romance and book nine of a multi-author series called The Soul Mate Tree. It’s a story about love, loss, redemption, and well, archangels! I loved writing this book and I truly hope you enjoy reading it. 

What readers are saying…

“Goodness, this story was amazing! Bash and Irene were insanely hot together and their chemistry, both physically and emotionally was off-the-charts.” – Natalie The Biblioholic

“A riveting paranormal that will latch onto your heart. The pacing swept me off my feet, the characters left me feeling raw and undone, and the writing flows effortlessly while bringing the heat and the heart. – Michaelene, The Librarian’s Corner

“The feels y’all, the feels is what you will get, and a lot of it! L.D. Rose will expertly reel you in and make you love the characters that she creates. I seriously love this world.” – Aleen, The Lampshade Reader

HEAVEN IS HELL WITHOUT HER.

Former Navy SEAL Sebastian “Bash” Lockard died in Afghanistan after leaping on a grenade to save his comrades. Little did he know his act of heroism would grant him a ticket into Heaven’s elite army as one of the few and powerful Archangels. Struggling with his new existence, Bash still retains his human memories, leaving behind a wife he loves with all of his heart. Although he’s forbidden to see her, he can’t resist her lure, or the mortal desires he harbors for her.

As a young widow and nurse, Irene Lockard still mourns her husband two years after his untimely death. His absence is everywhere, and when her best friend weds, she hits an emotional rock bottom. As if summoned from the skies above, Sebastian appears before her, and they share an unforgettable night. But when he once again vanishes, she wonders if she’s truly gone mad with grief.

The only way Sebastian can remain with Irene is if he makes the ultimate sacrifice. But will she overcome her fear of losing him again to another war?

AMAZON (FREE on KU):
US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B074KJTJT8/
UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B074KJTJT8/
CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B074KJTJT8/
AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/d/B074KJTJT8/

Add it to your TBR on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35912787-sweet-sacrifice

EXCERPT:

Her eyes snapped open, her vision blanketed by huge white feathers, before a giant wing shoved her back. Her arms flailed as she fell hard on her tailbone, the impact rattling up her spine and clacking her jaw shut.

Pain and awareness ripped into her, the veil of fantasy torn from her eyes as she gawked at the rail in front of her.

She was outside. In the dark. Ready to jump from her hotel balcony.

Her sharp intake of air scraped her ears, her heart kicking against her ribcage as she covered her gaping mouth with her hand. Holy shit. Did I sleepwalk? Was she really about to plummet to her death from fourteen stories high?

And did a huge bird just save her life?

Backpedaling across the concrete, the air cool against her thighs now that she’d nearly torn her dress in half, she hit the glass of the sliding balcony doors. Reaching up with a shaking hand, she clutched the handle and pulled herself haphazardly to her feet, yanking the door open and stumbling inside. She slammed it shut behind her, the glass rattling from the force of the blow as she flipped the lock closed. Retreating farther, she toppled onto the bed, staring at the night outside with growing horror.

She recounted her steps from when she’d arrived at the hotel. The elevator, the housekeeper, entering the room, sitting, crying, falling asleep, the river, the blood, the panic, the tree—

The tree.

Climbing the tree, touching its leaves, remembering . . .

A loud thump hit the balcony outside, muted by the thick glass. Her bleary eyes shot to the figure standing on the ledge and she released a cross between a sob and a shriek, then stifled her mouth with a hand.

Tall, bare-chested, his suit jacket and shirt bunched in his fist as he tossed them aside. Tattoos covered his arms, shoulders, and the base of his neck. Closer now, she discerned the pattern of inked wings, pale muscles rippling, lines and cuts he’d never worn before. His dark hair fell a little longer on top, disheveled from the wind, his face still carved with gorgeous edges, but thinner, wearier. His eyes were black holes, endless, consuming. Infinite.

Sebastian.

His knuckles rapped on the glass, the sound sending a terrified jolt into her nervous system. His eyes bore into hers, cutting through the darkness.

“Reen. Open the door.”

Reen. Her nickname rumbled from his lips, his voice still that resonant timbre she adored. God, some nights she’d pleaded to hear that sound again, just to listen to him speak one last time.

This had to be another dream. He had to be a dream. She was hallucinating.

Christ, had Phillipe spiked her drink?

“Reen.” He grasped the handle, tugged on it, his inked bicep contracting. “I know you see me.”

She couldn’t move, nailed to the bed with fear, paralyzed by disbelief. He pressed both palms flat on the glass, big hands with callused fingers, hands that had memorized every part of her body. He broke eye contact, dipping his head as he murmured, “Please, baby. Let me in.”

As if his plea granted her motor skills, Irene was suddenly on her feet, hurrying across the carpet toward him. She struggled to control her shaking hands, trembles reverberating through her entire body. It took her three tries to flip the latch, and then she backed away, recoiling, afraid of this man who looked so much like her dead lover.

He pulled the slider open in a smooth, fluid movement, the cool ocean breeze escaping into the airless hotel. Setting his sights on her, he stepped over the threshold, his presence filling the room, overwhelming her entirely. When her back hit the main door, the opportunity to flee opened up wide, but she stilled as his scent wafted into her nostrils, a blend of sandalwood and her husband.

Sebastian. Her Sebastian.

The slider closed behind him, the finality of the sound echoing through her bones, and she couldn’t run.

Not from him. Never from him.

An almost strangled sigh escaped him and he swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. A gut-wrenching pain glittered in his dark eyes while he drank her in, his gaze skittering over her from head to toe, as if reacquainting himself with his broken disaster of a wife.

Finally, he approached her in the dark, closing the distance between them, and she pressed harder against the door. If he held her, if he so much as touched her, she would be lost to him, squandering any semblance of sanity she’d managed to retain in these awful years without him.

Blistering tears flowed freely down her cheeks as he halted mere inches away, so close, so goddamn close his warmth radiated off his bare chest. He lifted a hand and she flinched, stopping him as if she’d slapped him. The pained expression on his face yanked a wretched sob from her throat, and she just couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe he stood right there in front of her.

The medal, the flag, the decorated casket, the salute . . . had it all been a lie?

His finger brushed her cheek, tentative, soft, waiting for her to strike. When she didn’t, he cupped her face in his hand, his skin still rough and callused, wiping away her tears with his thumb. She leaned into his touch, unable to resist his warmth, and he framed her face with his free hand, staring into her eyes with a need so raw it stole what little breath she had left in her burning lungs.

“My God.” He whispered the words, as if he didn’t have the strength to give them voice. “I’ve missed you.”

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