The Twelfth Keeper has been released! And a few days early, because I just did NOT want to wait any longer. I hope you all enjoy the book! And as a sorta celabratory surprise--I'm posting a teaser below...
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(Print version available soon)
Teaser from The Twelfth Keeper:
Kennedy
dazedly made her way through the narrow hallway. She was so distracted and wrapped up in her own head she didn’t notice that someone
was coming from the opposite direction.
Phoenix
was a few feet ahead. Black eyes met hers as they closed in on each other. Her
pace slowed involuntarily, invisible shackles tied to her feet. It
was like this every time he was near; her whole body shut down in his presence.
What was it about him that was so…alluring?
She
stopped, waiting for Phoenix to make his way around her. Except he didn’t. He
stopped directly in front of her.
Kennedy
politely stepped aside, giving him plenty of room to go around. Head lowered,
she waited with her back against the wall. He would disappear soon and she
would be able to breathe again.
His
feet moved. But his legs only turned, repositioning. She looked up to see he
was right there facing her.
Again.
Again.
Only
a breath away.
Kennedy
couldn’t bring herself to look away. The sharp lines of his face, softened by
full, perfectly sculpted lips, so uniquely handsome. The way his straight nose
suggested superiority, yet was offset by hints of dimples at the corners of his
mouth. If he were to smile, it would be devastating.
Wait. Why was he just standing
there—staring?
His
eyes roamed over her as if he had every right to look. Granted, she was doing
the same thing, but only because he wasn’t moving. And the way he was looking
at her—Kennedy felt like she was being devoured.
Why
wasn’t he leaving?
She
wanted to ask him, but the words were lodged in her throat. She supposed she
could walk away, squeeze through the small space between them and hightail it
down the hall.
But
she didn’t move. Couldn’t move was more like it.
A
wavy tendril of hair had fallen across her forehead. Phoenix reached for the
strand, pulling his hand back at first, like he was afraid to touch her. A
moment passed, and he reached for it again, tucking it behind her ear.
Kennedy
held her breath.
His
warm fingertips lingered there, on the side of her face, slowly brushing over
her cheek. Roaming down the curve of her neck.
Her
heart hammered against her chest. Pounding to get out. Breathing was difficult. Very difficult.
Being
this close to Phoenix terrified her. His touch sent tingles down her spine,
paralyzing her with fear. Yet, at the same time...it thrilled her.
She
closed her eyes, leaning her head back against the wall. Trying to will the air
back into her lungs.
She
should walk away.
Nothing
about this situation was making any sense. Normal people didn’t fawn over
complete strangers in empty hallways. Phoenix Jorgensen wasn’t exactly a normal
person, but still.
Even
with her eyes closed Kennedy felt him coming closer. His warm breath next to
her ear, sending a wave of shivers through her body. He hovered, right beside
her face, their lips were almost touching.
If
he would come just a tiny bit closer, maybe it could be as intoxicating as her
dream.
Kennedy
swayed forward, then abruptly opened her eyes.
Nothing but air.
Nothing but air.
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ReplyDeleteloved the book when is the second coming
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it! I don't have a definite date yet, but the second should be here early May-ish. :)
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