Summer is almost here, hurray! My vacation time is coming soon, but at the moment I'm prepping ORIGINS, the third installment in the Tranquilli Vampire Series, for a late summer/early fall release. My publisher is giving the series a design makeover, too: new covers for HAVEN, DESTINY, and ORIGINS, woot! Stay tuned for a sneak peek later this summer. Meanwhile, if you'd like to read an exciting paranormal romance series featuring sexy alpha warriors and kickass women, check out my author-pal Georgia Lyn Hunter's FALLEN GUARDIANS series. A while back I posted the scoop on the first book in the series, ABSOLUTE SURRENDER, so here's a look at the second book, BREAKING FATE.
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Title: Breaking Fate (#2) Author: Georgia Lyn Hunter Genre: Paranormal Romance Series: Fallen Guardians Release Date: September 2015 Formats: e-book, print, audio
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A Guardian sworn to protect mortals from supernatural evil, Blaéz straddles the edge of darkness as his needs grow. When a good deed brings him to the doorstep of a female unlike any other, one whose touch ignites emotions long lost in the hellish pits of Tartarus, he’s determined not to lose her. She belongs to him. But she’s human. Forbidden. And bringing her into his life may just destroy them both. Darci Callahan has given up on love. But when a lethally handsome stranger suddenly appears late one night, she finds herself inexplicably drawn to the captivating man with the pale, empty eyes—a man who awakens in her a desire she never believed possible. Except Blaéz brings more than unexpected passion to her life, he brings danger. In this treacherous new world of gods and demons, Darci soon discovers a heart-shattering truth and the twisted games the gods play. Caught in the crosshairs, she’s forced to accept that, sometimes, no matter how much you love someone, you have to love them enough to let them go… |
EXCERPT
(PG) Excerpt: A scene between Michael, the Guardian’s leader, and Blaéz after he’d deliberately missed a meeting. (He went after the heroine)
Michael strode inside, circled the heavy equipment, and sat across from Blaéz on a workout bench. The old tee he wore looked like the moths had had a great time feasting on it. It didn't surprise Blaéz that the archangel was still here when he rarely stayed at the castle. It was expected after Blaéz had missed the “chat” last night.
Well, he’d been busy...stalking. He couldn’t make the meet.
Michael’s eerie blue eyes settled on him. They appeared like shattered sapphires, as if he’d lived through a brutal torture. The jagged pieces never quite fit anymore, allowing a strange silvery glow through.
“What’s going on?”
Time for his grilling. With no way to escape this one-on-one with the snarly male, Blaéz said, “You know what I am. Why the questions now?”
Michael picked up a three hundred pound weight and began his arm curls. “For centuries, every few months you disappear for days at a time. I gave you space, understood you needed it. But that time in Tartarus has long passed. You’re losing all your cognitive skills, ones that make you a Guardian. Sure, you do the job, but there’s a lack of care now.”
Blaéz heard the unasked question. Maybe he should have felt guilty that he cared so little about his own health, his life. After all, Michael had given up more than his status as the leader of the archangels, lost something irreplaceable to free him--free all of them from that hellish hole. And he’d chosen to stay on as their leader. Why anyone would want to take charge of moody, temperamental fallen ex-gods, Blaéz had no idea.
Still, he could never reveal the reality of what he’d done...still did, or where he disappeared to every few months. Days he could never speak off. The truth would crush the warriors.
He functioned on autopilot in his role as a Guardian. Nothing more than an automaton. It’s why meeting Darci, and the emotions that had unfurled so briefly, yanked him by the balls.
“You're becoming self-destructive,” Michael snapped.
He was way past self-destructive.
He reeked of Hell.
Couldn’t the Arc smell it on him?
Blaéz brushed the sweat from his brow and pounded harder on the fast moving belt. A slow burn started in his thigh muscles, followed by a trickle of pain. “It’s been three and a half millennia, you think I'm a loose cannon, then take me out.”
To read the Prologue and the entire first chapter visit Georgia Lyn Hunter's Website -->
FALLEN GUARDIAN SERIES LIST
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Have a great June, Dear Readers, and I'll see you back here on June 30th with a sneak peek at ORIGINS!
xo,
Celia
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