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Books To Go Now is proud to announce our Hot Summer Nights Blog Hop!

May 22nd -29th, 2013

Hot Summer Nights Blog Hop is also offering two Grand Prizes!! To take part, leave your comments and email addresses.  Two winners will be chosen at random and notified no later than May 31, 2013.

  •  1st Grand Prize: (1) Kindle Fire!
  • 2nd Grand Prize: (1) $100 Amazon Gift Card
  • My prize: enter to win a copy of my latest release, The Beckoning of Beautiful Things AND a $25 Amazon gift card! It’s super easy to enter. All you have to do is post a blog comment below about what kind of paranormal lover you prefer – super tall? Muscled? A bad boy? A touch of sensitivity? Have fun and good luck!

NEW Excerpt posted 5/26 from the Beckoning of Beautiful Things: Buy on Amazon or Barnes and Noble. ON SALE AT AMAZON FOR ONLY .99!

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The tree-lined pond was like heaven itself. It was a place of solace. She picked her way to the edge of the fern-ringed pond, settled on a damp, flat boulder at the edge, and unclipped Sober’s leash. “Go play.” The Doberman waded into the pond and took several noisy slurps of water before bounding away.

 

She lay back and let her gaze wander into the light morning sky. Low morning fog was clearing like a soft blanket being pulled back by gentle hands, revealing vast blue sheets. Her gaze lingered until the fog was mostly gone, letting the sky’s daily ritual clear her head. “That’s better,” she stated. Her headache was subsiding.
 
She rolled onto her belly and let her fingertips swirl the cold, dark, water. Her reflection shimmered and wavered, staring back at her. The sunlight glinted through the trees, lighting up her eyes. It gave her an animated expression as if the light was coming from within her soul. She withdrew her hand and stared.
 
As the liquid stilled, the image of a different face peered through her reflection. An icy chill wound into her chest. It’s that same woman. The woman I keep seeing in my mind. Her hair was dark blond, her eyes were green, and her expression was somber. Marissa squinted at the reflection, cocking her head. “What do you want?” she whispered, a biting sense of foreboding snaking into her belly.
 
In the distance, Sober barked and the dark chill vanished. Probably squirrels, she thought. He had a thing for cornering squirrels. They usually chattered at him from their perches until he gave up and raced away.
 
The surface stilled, and the watery image seemed to be mouthing something. The chill in her heart resumed. “What are you saying? I don’t understand you,” Marissa said. A breeze ruffled the pond, disturbing the surface.
 
When the pond resumed a state of calm, Marissa propped on her hands and scrutinized the image, peering through her own reflection. It was hard to discern one face from the other. The female face again mouthed some word. “Help? Are you asking for help?” She reached her index finger toward the reflection. The reflection reached back. She withdrew her finger and then extended it again. When it got close to the surface of the pond, a snap of lighting crackled from her fingertip. “Gah!” Both reflections dissolved and a different image appeared. This face looked sinister, making her skin crawl. The black eyes seemed to bore right through her. A frigid chill, far colder than the last one, flashed through her body as if a blade of frozen titanium sliced through her skin, causing the blood to instantly coalesce into ice crystals.   This is evil. Pure, unadulterated evil. Every nerve stood at high alert. And the cold…it spread through her system, like she was in one of those time lapse movies where her blood formed polar ice caps at super-fast speed.
 
Her chest compressed with the cold and she struggled to breathe. Her exhalation came out in icy puffs. Gasping and wheezing, her hands flew to her neck. Dread whipped her head back and forth like she was a weathervane in a windstorm. What’s going on? What’s happening to me? Her chest heaved, seeking breath, seeking life.
Vaguely catching the crackles of breaking branches, her eyes darted wildly, searching for the intruder. Someone’s going to kill me. Someone’s going to…  Sober Dober sailed through the underbrush and landed in the pond with a mighty splash.
 
The cold immediately cleared, and she sucked air hungrily into her lungs. She rolled from the stone and landed on the wet grass on her back. Sober trotted out of the pond, cold droplets flying. He paused and shook, spraying Marissa with water. He licked her face with his messy, slurpy tongue. “Thank God you arrived.” She grabbed his neck and hauled herself up to sitting. “What the hell just happened?” Sober took another slurpy swipe at her face. “Okay, okay, I’m alright. I’m going to have to name you Demon Slayer. What the hell was that?” She picked herself up, brushed the debris from her pants, picked leaves from her hair, and retrieved Sober’s leash. Clipping the leash on the dog’s collar once more, she made her wobbly legged way back to her house. Maybe, just maybe, there’s something to what Daniel had said. Just not the part about me…

 

From the Beckoning of Beautiful Things: Buy on Amazon or Barnes and Noble.

Visit Hot Summer Nights Blog Hop to enter to win Grand Prizes!! To take part, leave your comments and email addresses.  Two winners will be chosen at random and notified no later than May 31, 2013.

  •  1st Grand Prize: (1) Kindle Fire!
  • 2nd Grand Prize: (1) $100 Amazon Gift Card
  • My prize: enter to win a copy of my latest release, The Beckoning of Beautiful Things AND a $25 Amazon gift card! It’s super easy to enter. All you have to do is post a blog comment below about what kind of paranormal lover you prefer . Have fun and good luck!

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