Summer break is over and (online) school is back in session. I released my latest new story in August, at a special release price of only 99 cents. Snag your copy now! :-) To celebrate my book baby, I have a Summer Sunset Contest & Giveaway running over at Fresh Fiction. Visit the contest page to enter the giveaway for a chance at a $15 Amazon(dot)com US e-gift card!
Title: A Warrior's KissAuthor: Celia Breslin
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Price: 99 cents
Date of Publication: August 2020
French teacher turned entrepreneur, Nicolette Durand has one goal in mind when she leaves the big city for a quaint town in the California wine country, and it has nothing to do with men. Nicky doesn’t care how many dating edicts the cupids send her, she’s simply too busy. Then a hunk of surly angel crashes into her life.
Ezekiel is less than delighted when the Almighty assigns him to Earth to help the cupids. Now Heaven’s top soldiers are running a gastropub where speed dating events are a part of their mission. But Zeke may have to rethink his surly position on this earthbound gig after he meets the kind and curvy biz owner next door.
Nicky is sure she has no time for a relationship, not even with the gorgeous hunk of heaven, but Zeke is determined to convince her otherwise. Too bad a supernatural disaster and thousands of Hell’s minions intent on destruction and mayhem might stand in their way...
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Excerpt
Nice voice. Soft and smooth, like velvet. Feminine. Clearly, he wasn’t alone.
“He sure looks dead.” A second woman replied, louder and with a chuckle. He suppressed a scowl and kept his eyes closed. She thinks this is funny? Bodies shifted behind whatever his head had cracked into, edging closer to either side of him.
“There’s no blood, though,” she of the velvet voice murmured. “Shouldn’t there be blood? [...]”
She came to a halt near his head, her body heat and peaches-and-honey scent saturating his senses. He should open his peepers and say something, see if the female looked as good as she sounded and smelled. Shit. Where had that reaction come from? He had no room in his life for a woman, especially not a mortal woman.
“Maybe we should check for a pulse,” [...]
“I’m not touching his body.”
Fast reply [...]. Jesus, did he look so horrible? And double Jesus, why did her opinion matter? He must have hit his head harder than he imagined.
“C’mon, girlfriend. It’s a big, beautiful body. How can you not want to get your hands on it?”
Listen to your girlfriend, Peaches. ...
Have a great September, Dear Readers, and I'll see you back here on September 30th with more book fun. :-)
xo,
Celia
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