Friday, October 25, 2019

Dark Feathers Blog Tour +Giveaway


Title: Dark Feathers
Author: Natalina Reis
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 5, 2019
Cover Designer: RMGraphX

 

She was the star in the darkness of his night.

Dark Angel Phoenix never expected to fall in love with a human. He answers to a cruel higher power who sees Joan as a threat. Phoenix knows things won’t end well unless he does something to protect her, even if that means an eternity of pain for him.

Joan was looking for a roommate to share her new home. She never expected to fall in love with him, much less to find out he’s an angel sent to spy on her. Can she trust an angel whose job is to collect the souls of the wicked?

When the dark lord decides to take matters into his own hands, Joan's only choice is to hope Phoenix can keep her safe. But though she might trust him with her soul, trusting him with her heart is another matter.

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I woke up in a sweat, my heart trotting in my chest. My nightmare was still vivid in my mind, terrifying images that stuck to my retinas and refused to be erased. I sat up in bed, mouth as dry and gritty as sand, and feeling a bit disoriented. Had I screamed, or had I imagined it? 
“Nix, are you okay?” Joan’s voice came through the wooden door muffled but clearly worried. I must have screamed after all. “Let me in.” 
I took a couple deep breaths, trying to slow down the beating of my heart and failing. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, noticing how wobbly my limbs were. It took me longer than it should have to get to the door and open it. Joan was standing there, gorgeous as ever in her printed pajamas and a worried frown. When my eyes met hers, a shiver of something I didn’t recognize ran over me. I couldn’t hold her gaze for long, so I stared at my feet. 
“I heard you scream.” I may have not been able to see it, but I could feel it—her eyes burrowed holes in my heart. 
“I had a nightmare,” I said, not daring to look up. “I’m fine. Go back to bed.” 
Joan was silent for a moment, and I risked a glance. She was closer than I thought, so close I could touch her without having to stretch my arm. I wasn’t sure whether I really could feel her heat or if I was imagining it. She took another step closer, and I had a moment of insanity; I imagined taking her in my arms and kissing her. My mind reeled, confused by my recurring wish to kiss Joan; kissing was part of an unpleasant routine that I had no wish of participating in ever again. At the Fortress I stayed as invisible as I could, so Asmodeus would not call me to be part of one of his games. 
“What’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird off and on since the island trip,” Joan said, taking yet another step forward. I instinctively matched her with a step backward. She flinched. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to invade your personal space. I’ll get out of your hair.” 
The hurt in her voice moved something inside of me. Before she could leave, I held on to her arms and pulled her to me. “No, please don’t.” It was a plea for mercy. I had never encountered the kind of care and companionship she was willing to offer me. “I don’t want you out of my personal space.”


Natalina wrote her first romance at the age of thirteen. Since then she has published eleven romances that defy the boundaries of her genre. She enjoys writing all kinds of rebels and outcasts into her stories and she always roots for the underdog.

Natalina doesn’t believe you can have too many books or too much coffee. Art and dance make her happy and she is pretty sure she could survive on lobster and bananas alone. When she is not writing or stressing over lesson plans, she shares her life with her husband and two adult sons.

Sticking to the Script (Cipher Office #2) Blog Tour

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Sticking to the Script, an all-new standalone in the romantic comedy Cipher Office series, from Stella Weaver is available now!

 

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Blurb
Steven Thompson had a bad year. A string of mean, kinky (the alarming kind, not the good kind), and crazy dating debacles combined with a boss who appears to be experiencing male-prenatal-psychosis means Steven’s stress levels are high. They’re so high, he’s decided to quit dating and focus instead solely on his job.
Until he meets Dr. Ken Miles.
Doctor Ken Miles is having a fantastic year. His hard work is paying off in a big way . . . professionally. But his social life? Not so much.
Until he meets Steven Thompson.
Steven isn’t so sure about Dr. Miles, but Ken is one hundred percent certain about Mr. Thompson. And even though both men know full well that the key to getting what you want out of life is hard work, they can’t seem to make them—together—work.
Will they ever get on the same page? Or just keep sticking to the same old script?
'Sticking to the Script' is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book#2 in the Cipher Office series, Knitting in the City World, Penny Reid Book Universe.

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“He asked you to a movie?” She blinked, nonplussed.  
“Who are we talking about?” Nico asked, leaning around Elizabeth to look at me. His green eyes held a mischievous twinkle, no doubt eager to hear a new chapter of farce and lunacy in Steven’s Big Book of Dating Disasters. 
“Ken Miles,” I replied.  
Nico’s twinkle and dimple disappeared. Whether Elizabeth disliked Ken or not, I was sure Nico loathed the man. I couldn’t blame him; it was his prerogative to hate men who used to lust after his wife. He arched one raven eyebrow and asked, “How’d that come about?”  
“Yeah,” Elizabeth said. “How, Steven?” Her tone was curious, but I thought I detected a little tinge of disapproval that I didn’t like.  
Not wanting to make an issue of anything, I replied with an easy nonchalance. “I ran into him at Buzzy’s. We started talking about Mystery Science Theater 3000—”  
“That show’s a riot,” Nico asserted, reaching for his fritter. “The reboot is pretty good, too.”  
“That’s what I told DKM.” I took Nico’s lead and grabbed my own heavenly pastry.  
“Then, when he found out the movie was playing at the Music Box,” he asked me if I wanted to see it. So, we went.” I shrugged.  
“There’s a movie?” Nico asked. “How did I not know this?” 
I mumbled around my fritter bite, “You’re not missing much.”  
“Stinker, eh?”  
“Little bit.” I shrugged again. That had been two, overly casual shrugs in just a few seconds and I worried I was playing it too cool. Elizabeth’s powers of observation surpassed my own. If I wasn’t careful, she’d have me giving her every last detail of the evening. 
“So,” she broke in. “Are you thinking this might have been like, you know, a date?” Her brows were drawn together in concern, her words tentative.  
I tilted my head in stern exasperation. “Puh-leeze. The man didn’t know who McSteamy was. I got the memo that he’s straight.”  
“Who’s McSteamy?” Nico asked.  
I pursed my lips together, raised my eyebrows and gestured to Nico. “I rest my case.”  
Elizabeth laughed. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you getting the wrong idea or anything. He’s”—she looked at her husband in apology—“he’s very good-looking, and I could see how asking you to a movie could get your hopes up.”  
“Nah,” I waved dismissively. “I know what’s up. But I think we could hang out,” I volunteered without thinking. I instantly regretted my slip.  
“Good luck with that,” Nico said with a laugh.  
“We had a good time. He’s kind of funny,” I defended.  
“Not possible,” he declared. Nico was a comedian, and a very successful one at that. He knew what was funny and wasn’t about to give the odious Dr. Miles any benefit of the doubt where humor was concerned. 
Inexplicable annoyance spurred me to continue. “I think I might make hanging out with him a regular thing.”  
“I don’t think a stiff like that knows how to have fun.” 
Elizabeth grimaced at her husband’s uncharacteristic snark, then issued me a sympathetic smile. “Well, it will be good for Dr. Ken Miles. He’s not the most colorful person in the city, that’s for sure. Maybe you’ll broaden his horizons.”

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Stella Weaver is a reader, writer, sloppy crafter and family-woman. She’s a native of coastal northern California who now lives on the Texas Gulf coast. She’s won the much coveted #1 Mom of the Year Award and has the coffee mug to prove it.

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Thursday, October 24, 2019

Love in Due Time Blog Tour

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Love in Due Time, an all-new second chance romantic comedy from L.B. Dunbar is available now! 

 

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Blurb
Naomi Winters will be forty—soon-ish—and she’s only been with one man. One night. One time. Long ago. She believes everything happens for a reason, and the universe spoke about Nathan Ryder.
Nathan Ryder isn’t the same man who hightailed his bike out of Green Valley eighteen years ago. As a rule breaker, women are one area he acts a fool. Case in point…the local librarian. He can’t get a read on her, but she’s one risk he’s willing to take. Again.
What do an eccentric librarian and a sexy silver biker have in common? More than you think.
The due date on their love might not be expired after all.
'Love in Due Time' is a full-length, contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book#1 in the Green Valley Library series.

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Excerpt
“Naomi?” My hands cover her shoulders, holding her steady.  
“This is all my fault.” Her eyes widen, the widest I’ve ever seen. Panic fills them.  
“What do you mean?”  
“I … I can’t believe this happened again.” Her hands come to my chest, and she gently pushes at me. “You have to get out of here.”  
“What?” My brows pinch at the harsh tone.  
“You need to go. I can’t be near you.” Her voice struggles to stay level.  
Ouch. That stings a little. 
“Why?” I take one step back under the force of her hands.  
“I can’t be around you. This can’t happen.”  
“Lady, what are you talking about?” My voice roughens. 
“Bad things always happen after I’m with you.”  
I stiffen, straightening to my full height. My arms cross and I glare down at her. Saying such a thing is just downright mean. Her head shakes as her fingers curl along the open edges of my work jacket. Suddenly, I feel like she’s tugging me to her instead of pressing me away.  
What the …  
“When I’m with you, something happens. Something bad.” Her breath catches. “Because we kissed, the library is closing.”  
I stare at her. She can’t be serious, but I see the hysteria in her eyes, like a rabid, trapped animal. She actually believes what she says.  
“Well, we didn’t kiss,” I remind her, my tone stern and condescending. “I kissed you, remember? And you didn’t kiss me back, so I don’t think it counts.”  
She glares up at me, her fingers still gripping my open jacket. Her shoulders fall, her head lowers, and it’s as if I can visibly see her relax, like water cascading down a building, washing over her. Exhale. Settle.  
Exhale. Calm.  
“I didn’t kiss you back?” she questions and then her head pops up again. She nearly shrieks with the hesitant realization. Commence inhaling, like she’s winding up again. Full steam ahead.  
“I didn’t kiss you back,” she repeats, her excitement growing. Another exaggerated inhale.  
“I didn’t kiss you back!” Now, she’s just downright gloating, and the engine’s ready to blow.  
“You don’t have to sound so pleased,” I murmur. I glance up and notice Mrs. MacIntyre watching us through the window of the librarian’s office behind the check-out counter. Her eyes narrow and I’m certain we’re making too much noise for her liking.  
“I … I’m so relieved,” Naomi admits, her head falling forward, her fingers loosening on my jacket. Then her face turns up again. Her lids lift, slow and lazy. Her mouth curls in sweet relief, and she pulls herself up on her toes by the open edge of my jacket and does the damnedest thing. She kisses me.
 
About L.B. Dunbar
L.B. Dunbar loves the sweeter things in life: cookies, Coca-Cola, and romance. Her reading journey began with a deep love of fairy tales, medieval knights, Regency debauchery, and alpha males. She loves a deep belly laugh and a strong hug. Occasionally, she has the energy of a Jack Russell terrier. Accused—yes, that’s the correct word—of having an overactive imagination, to her benefit, such an imagination works well. Author of over two dozen novels, she’s created sweet, small town worlds; rock star mayhem; MMA chaos; sexy rom-coms for the over 40; and intrigue on an island of redemption. In addition, she is earning a title as the “myth and legend lady” for her modernizations of mythology as elda lore. Her other duties in life include mother to four children and wife to the one and only.

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The Hardest Shot (Indianapolis Eagles #7) Release Blitz


Title: The Hardest Shot
Series: Indianapolis Eagles #7
Author: Samantha Lind
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
Release Date: October 24, 2019


Blurb
Beckett 
Hockey is my life. 
My focus. 
My priority. 
I left Sweden for it five years ago. 
I’ve finally been given a shot to prove myself, and I refuse to let anything jeopardize that.
No distractions ~ especially not Julia, the stunning woman I can't seem to get out of my mind. Only problem is, she's my coach's daughter. 

Julia
I grew up around hockey. 
Lived and breathed it, thanks to my dad’s job.
I never thought I’d fall for a player.
Especially one my dad coaches. 
But there's just something about Beckett that draws me in. 

Can I convince him he can be the hotshot goalie and find love, without having to choose just one? 

The hardest shot to defend is the one you never take. I just hope he realizes he can have it all.


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Samantha Lind is a contemporary romance author. Having spent the first 27 years of her life in Alaska, she now calls Iowa home where she lives with her husband and two sons. She enjoys spending time with her family, traveling, reading, watching hockey, and listening to country music. 

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Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Happy Trail (Park Ranger #1) Blog Tour

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"Happy Trail was a feel good, funny and heartwarming adventure with the usual Daisy Prescott charm.."-- T. Gephart, USA Today bestselling author

 

Happy Trail, an all-new opposites attract standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author Daisy Prescott, is available now!

 

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Blurb
A man of few words, Ranger Jay Daniels values the calm, quiet solitude of the Great Smoky Mountains. Never quite fitting in with either side of his family, he prefers the company of birds and trees to people.

Yeah, he’d most definitely prefer a bird—any bird, any bird at all, take a vulture for instance—to the human-tornado hybrid that just blew onto his peaceful stretch of the Appalachian Trail.

The path of true love never has run smooth for Olive Perry. After getting dumped and promptly abandoned in the middle of her multi-month hike, Olive swears off men. Determined to finish the long trek by herself, she doesn’t need a prince—or broody and taciturn ranger—to save her.

Yet, when an early snowstorm threatens the mountains, and Ranger Daniels is charged with getting hikers to safety, that includes hot-tempered Olive Perry. Snowed in and forced to share an abandoned cabin, can Olive’s heated intensity melt Jay’s cool reserve?

And if so, will this happy trail lead to true love? Or will their time together be just another bump in the road?

'Happy Trail' is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book#1 in the Park Ranger series.

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Excerpt
“Can we drop the pretense of not being trapped on the wrong side of the fence with whatever bloodthirsty beast is making such a sound?” I squint into the distance, hoping narrowing my eyes will give me super strength vision.  
It doesn’t. I step behind Ranger Daniels for protection.  
“What are you doing?” He twists his neck to look down at me.  
“Hiding. I believe you took an oath to protect and serve.” 
“Pfft. You’re confusing me with a police officer. I’m here to engage, educate, and empower.” He moves so he’s beside me.  
“You carry a gun, don’t you?”  
“Sometimes. Do you see a holster now?” 
I scan his hips and shake my head, allowing my eyes to linger on the tight fit of his uniform pants over his strong thighs and the thick belt at his narrow waist. Ranger Daniels is packing heat, but not of the pistol variety.  
Is it hot in here, or is it just me?  
A distinct braying reaches my ears.  
“Is that a donkey?” I tip my head.  
“What would a donkey be doing up here? Makes no sense.”  
“Ask him. Or her.” I point at the gray beast moving toward us. “I’m a city girl, but I’m pretty sure that’s an ass.”  
“Well, I’ll be damned.” Jay removes his hat.  
Maybe he plans to shoo away our attacker with it?  
The gray form ambles toward us, letting out a loud bray and revealing large teeth.  
“Should we be worried?” I’m standing behind Jay again. 
“About a donkey? They’re mostly docile. He’s probably just curious.” Shifting his attention forward, he addresses our new friend. “Hey there. Where’d you come from?”  
The donkey halts. 
“See? He’s fine. Probably thinks we’re bringing treats.”  
“And what will he do when he realizes we’re showing up to his house empty-handed?” I’m half mocking. In my world, not bringing a hostess gift is an unthinkable breach of etiquette. I have no idea about the social decorum for equines.  
“Let’s go.” Jay encourages me forward with a sweep of his hat.  
We take several steps and the donkey does the same without breaking eye contact, like we’re about to duel. There’s definitely a challenge, a mild threat in the eyes of our new foe.  
“Should we slowly retreat to the fence?” I whisper at Jay’s back. 
“Nah, we’re fine.”  
“Maybe he’s a guard donkey.” I slide a glance over my shoulder toward safety. We’re a dozen or so yards away, but it isn’t too late to make a quick escape. 
Jay’s eyes meet mine. “You know guard donkeys aren’t a thing.”  
“I’m a stranger in a strange land—anything’s possible.” I wait until he faces forward to stick my tongue out at him.  
He’s shaking his head and clearly not paying attention to me anymore as he stomps across the squishy field. 
Left with no choice, I follow after him.  
My boot slips in the mud, or donkey poop—it’s impossible to tell the difference. I squawk and flail my arms as I tumble forward in an awkward motion resembling the mating dance of an emu.  
The donkey’s ears prick up before flattening against his head.  
“Uh oh,” I murmur as I straighten up.  
“It’s fine,” Jay says for the dozenth time.  
Only he’s wrong.
 
About Daisy Prescott
Born and raised in San Diego, Daisy currently lives in a real life Stars Hollow in the Boston suburbs with her husband, their rescue dog, Mulder, and an imaginary house goat. When not writing about herself in the third person, Daisy can be found traveling, gardening, baking, or lost in a good book.

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Beautifully Broken Spirit (Sutter Lake #3) Blog Tour

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“Beautifully Broken Spirit is a beautiful, emotional and memorable friends-to-lovers romance with a dash of intrigue and suspense that ensures you stay on the edge of your seat.”-- Frolic

 

Beautifully Broken Spirit, an all-new beautiful and emotional standalone in the Sutter Lake Series from Catherine Cowles is available now! 

 

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She’s always been his safe place to land.

Jensen has shared a special bond with Tuck for as long as she can remember, their friendship a language that never needed words. But as life threw her one curveball after another, that secret language turned to stony silence. 

He’s always been her protector.

Tuck has looked out for Jensen since the day she was born. As his best friend’s little sister, he’s tried to keep her firmly in the friend category. But she’s always been more.
All it takes is one moment of weakness to send Tuck’s fiercely guarded walls crumbling to the ground. As a new fire burns between them, someone watches. Someone who doesn’t like the new life Jensen’s building for herself. 

And they’ll stop at nothing to keep her in the dark.

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“Hey, Little J.” 
My entire world seemed to tunnel as my vision went black, and my knees buckled.  
“Shit!” Strong hands caught me before I could hit the floor. I blinked rapidly as Tuck’s face came into focus. His expression was full of worry. “Are you okay?” He settled me into one of the café chairs. My stomach pitched. “I’m fine. Just got up too fast. You startled me.”  
Tuck’s brow furrowed. “The door was unlocked.”  
“Well, I thought I’d locked it.”  
Tuck let out a sound that was a cross between a sigh and a growl of frustration. “You need to be more careful. Anyone could’ve come in here, and you wouldn’t have even known. Just because we live in a small town doesn’t mean you shouldn’t take precautions.”  
I pinned him with a stare that should’ve had him taking a step back. “I know that. Believe me, I of all people fucking know that.”  
Tuck winced. “I didn’t mean it like that.”  
I waved him off. “I know.” I pushed up to stand, but the world turned wobbly again, and Tuck pressed me back into the chair.  
“Oh, no, you don’t. When’s the last time you had something to eat?”  
I tried to think back. I guess I had missed lunch. “A granola bar in the car on the way to drop Noah off at school?”  
This time Tuck did growl. “You need to take better care of yourself.”  
My skin prickled. “I take fine care of myself, you big behemoth.”  
“I’m not seeing a whole lot of evidence of that lately. You take care of everyone but yourself.” I opened my mouth to argue, but he kept right on going. “You stay right here while I go fix you a snack.” Tuck pinned me with a hard gaze. “You move a muscle, and I will paddle your ass.”  
My jaw came unhinged, but simmering heat pooled low in my belly. My hands fisted. What the hell? Before I could regain any semblance of the ability to speak, Tuck had turned on his heel and strode towards the kitchen. Had I actually hit my head? Was I now in some sort of coma-induced alternate universe where Tuck threatened to spank me? And why the hell did some part of me like the idea?  
I was clearly in some sort of hunger-induced brain misfire. That was the only reasonable explanation. I did all kinds of crazy stuff when I went too long without sustenance. Yes, those crazy things were generally something like eating an entire pan of brownies in one sitting. They weren’t typically the burning desire to climb one of my best friends since birth like a tree. But hunger could make you do lots of insane things.  
Tuck emerged from the kitchen juggling a plate with the largest sandwich I’d ever seen and a tall glass of what looked like apple juice. He came towards me with what I could only describe as a swagger. Had his hips always moved like that when he walked? 
Don’t get me wrong, I knew Tuck was attractive. Hot even. I’d had the requisite crush on him throughout my middle school years and even into high school. But he had always treated me like a little sister. Someone he liked hanging with. But never once had he given me even a single hint that he was interested in more than friendship. And I’d grown up. I’d put him firmly in the big-brother category. So, why, all of a sudden, was my body reacting to him? 
It had to be my dry spell. Could it even be called that if it was as dry and vast as the Sahara? I needed to get laid and stat. Because the last thing I needed was to fall for a guy who was a walking one-night stand.

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Writer of words. Drinker of Diet Cokes. Lover of all things cute and furry, especially her dog. Catherine has had her nose in a book since the time she could read and finally decided to write down some of her own stories. When she's not writing she can be found exploring her home state of Oregon, listening to true crime podcasts, or searching for her next book boyfriend.

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Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Code of Conduct (Cipher Security #1) Blog Tour

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Sharp writing, layered characters, and wonderful tension flow through this book, along with a super-swoon-worthy hero and a kick ass heroine I just love.” -- Elizabeth Hunter, USA Today bestselling author

 

Code of Conduct, the first in the romantic suspense Cipher Security series of standalones, from April White is available now!

 

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There are three things you need to know about Shane P.I.
1) P.I. is not her last name, it's her job title,
2) Her specialty is catching cheaters, and
3) She's a superhuman - kind of.

Gabriel is a security expert for Cipher Security, and a former UN Peacekeeper with a fierce protective streak that finds its focus on the beautiful P.I.

Their attraction is like an elephant in a room full of breakable things, and figuring out how to trust each other with their hearts, and maybe their lives, is the most fragile thing of all.

'Code of Conduct' is a full-length romantic suspense novel, can be read as a standalone, and is book#1 in the Cipher Security series, Knitting in the City World, Penny Reid Universe.

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Excerpt
I pulled up the audio version of the newest Iron Druid book, turned my phone on speaker, and when the tub was full, I sank into the hot water with a sigh. Luke Daniels could read a shampoo bottle and I’d listen, but my mind kept drifting off of Atticus’ and Oberon’s adventures, and was instead hopping from rock to rock in the garden of ADDATA, the Quimbys, and Gabriel. I wasn’t even annoyed when the phone rang and interrupted the story, because I knew I’d have to go back to the beginning of the chapter anyway. 
It was on its fourth ring when I finally dried off my hand and reached to answer it, so I hit the speaker button just as I looked at the screen.  
Gabriel’s name startled me so much I didn’t say anything – I just sat up in the tub and stared at the phone.  
“Please say you’re not in the bath.” Gabriel’s voice was quiet, deep, and had a note of pleading in it. “What do you want, Gabriel?” I moved again, and the water sloshed around me. I knew he could hear it because he groaned softly.  
“Where to begin.” It was almost a whisper, and the words sent a shiver through me. He cleared his throat and continued in his normal, beautiful voice. “We had a call from Quimby. He said he’d found you and wondered what we were going to do about it.” I didn’t say anything, and the silence lasted two long heartbeats. “Are you okay?” he finally asked, quietly.  
“He saw me turn from Bryn Mawr onto Sheridan. I lost him in the alleys.”  
Gabriel exhaled. “Good.”  
“Aren’t you supposed to be finding his money? Or his wife? Or something else he misplaced?”  
“Do you have his money or his wife?” he asked  
“No.”  
“Okay.”  
“Okay? What exactly do you want from me, Gabriel?” I sat forward and the water sloshed again. I traced the ripples with my fingers as I heard his sigh.  
“I don’t know. I just know that every time you move, I hear the water in your bath, and I imagine …” He exhaled sharply. “Be careful, darling. I don’t trust Quimby not to try to hurt you if he can. Don’t let him catch you.”  
“You haven’t caught me yet, and you’re far more resourceful than that little man.”  
He chuckled softly. “Yet.” He hung up the phone without saying goodbye, and Luke Daniels’ voice returned, continuing the story as I sank down in the water and let its heat lap over the chills on my skin.

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April White has been a film producer, private investigator, bouncer, teacher and screenwriter. She has climbed in the Himalayas, survived a shipwreck, and lived on a gold mine in the Yukon. She and her husband share their home in Southern California with two extraordinary boys and a lifetime collection of books.
Her first novel, Marking Time is the 2016 winner of the Library Journal Indie E-Book Award for YA Literature, and all five books in the Immortal Descendants series are on the Amazon Top 100 lists in Time Travel Romance and Historical Fantasy.

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