I had originally intended to run a six-week excerpt from Until Darkness Comes, Book 1 of my Redemption series, but I’ve decided to continue it for a few more weeks. I hope you’re all enjoying it!
Background: Olivia has just figured out that the guy she’s falling for, isn’t really a guy at all–he’s her guardian angel…
“It’s fine.” Olivia tried to pull her hand back, but he wouldn’t let her go. She looked away, self-conscious under the scrutiny of those brilliant amethyst eyes. Before she could protest any further, he lowered his head and gently pressed his lips to one of the bruises on her wrist. Liquid heat slowly spread up her arm, it felt like the sun shone on her skin, but from the inside out. Radiant warmth bathed her in a soothing, tranquil bliss; she closed her eyes, drinking in his energy as it coursed through her veins, spreading like a wild-fire with every rapid beat of her heart.
Sorry for the missed week. This is week 5 of my 6 week excerpt from Until Darkness Comes. I hope you’re enjoying the continuation. Thanks for reading and posting your comments. Have a great Sunday!
“Emily, your wrist!” Liam lifted her hand and gently turned it over, carefully inspecting the dark purple bruises that marred her pale, delicate flesh. “That son of a bitch!” he growled.
The heat of his anger blasted into her like an inferno. Her pulse quickened in response to his energy surge, maybe he wasn’t the only one who could feel the other’s emotions, because what she got from him right now was a whole lot of rage, possessiveness, and something else she shouldn’t even be letting herself consider. This was just crazy, he couldn’t possibly be projecting his emotions onto her–could he?
This week is another continuation of the six-week long excerpt from my Redemption series. The first book in this series is titled Until Darkness Comes. I’m still in the early contracting stages and am currently awaiting a release date from Noble Romance. Hope you’re enjoying the continuation. Thanks for reading and posting your comments. Have a great Sunday!
Liam expelled a deep breath and roughly drug his hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to say, Olivia, I cannot deny what you say that I am.”
An audible gasp escaped her lips at his confession as single teardrop rolled down her cheek, landing on his hand. She looked down at the splatter of moisture, wicking into his flesh like a rain drop in the desert, and heard the sharp intake of his breath. She glanced up to see the unnatural sheen of his bright amethyst eyes.