Genre:
Young
Adult/Paranormal Romance
Publisher:
Inkspell Publishing
Length:
487
pages
Author:
Kristy
Centeno
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Blurb:
Teenager Marjorie Emery eluded death. As she
struggles to get her life back on track, she believes her efforts are paying
off. Yet, when a black dressing, unfriendly, and incredibly handsome hottie
walks into her classroom, she’s forced into a tailspin. Marjorie has no idea
how much his presence is going to shatter what little tranquility she’s
achieved.
Kyran Rousseau’s gloomy nature has a name, one that
is potentially fatal under the right circumstances. His family harbors secrets
and does everything to protect Kyran. While, he doesn’t want to ruin Marjorie’s
normal life, love has a way of changing his plans.
Falling for Kyran is the least of Marjorie’s
worries. With a faceless threat hunting her and a boyfriend who's as dangerous
as he is good looking—how can Marjorie and Kyran keep all hell from breaking
loose before it’s too late?
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Excerpt:
The look he gave me then made me want to laugh.
Before making a fool of myself, I bit my lip and turned away from him before I
burst out laughing. I didn’t think he would appreciate me for laughing at his
expense.
He cursed in French and it took a lot for me to
refrain from chuckling. It sounded comical and at the same time it was
incredibly sexy.
The feel of Angela elbowing me drew my attention
away from Kyran. “What’s this all about?” she whispered.
“I wish I knew.” I didn’t even know why we were
arguing, or why he was mad, for that matter. “When I find out, I’ll fill you
in.”
“He’s one to talk.” Kyran finally spoke in a much
more controlled tone. “He’s the biggest weirdo in our family.” Was it just me
or did that sound very childish?
“He really didn’t say anything I hadn’t noticed
already.”
We leered at each other then, each holding our own.
But as I stared into his eyes, I could have sworn they changed colors, from
silver to gray. Before I could take a second look, Kyran turned his face away.
“So, you think I’m not normal?” he asked
nonchalantly.
“That depends on how you define normal,” I said
while trying to take a second peek at his eyes, but he wouldn’t look directly
at me. “I don’t know what to think of you, really. You confuse me.” Confused
was an understatement. Here we were, arguing, after only knowing each other for
a grand total of twenty-four hours. The sad part was I really wanted to know
why he was angry. What had I done to make him snap at me? I barely even knew
him!
“I bet I do.” He sighed heavily and placed both
hands on top of the table, which I took as an invitation to inspect them with
my eyes.
Kyran had big hands that appeared as strong as a
pair of bricks. It was hard not to stare as they lay atop the table. Something,
aside from how big and strong his hands appeared, caught my immediate
attention. I noticed what seemed to be a tattoo on his right hand, between his
thumb and index finger.
At first it seemed to be just a circle, but upon
closer inspection, I noticed it wasn’t just a simple round-shaped tattoo on his
hand. The tattoo resembled the shape of a full moon; the details were very
vivid and realistic, almost like seeing the moon from one’s backyard at night. As he moved his hand, the tattoo
seemed to move too. The gray and blue colors of it blended in with each other
giving it a very realistic, almost real life appearance.
“You confuse me too. I’ve never met someone like you
before. I don’t know what to make of you.” He kept speaking without looking at
me, and that annoyed me.
Why couldn’t he just look at me as he spoke?
“Yeah, well, likewise.”
“You’ve a very strong personality, Marjorie. This
could be a good thing sometimes, but other times, it could get you killed.”
Finally, he turned to look at me and I immediately noted that his eyes were the
same silver color they normally were.
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Will Kyran and Marjorie regret taking a chance?
Teaser
Excerpt:
She leaned into my touch and I thrived in the
knowledge that she wanted my touch. This beautiful girl appreciated my delicate
caress and she wasn’t afraid to let me know how she felt. Overwhelmed by the
strong emotions coursing through me, I quickly closed the gap between us. I
wanted to kiss her and the moment was just right. My inner tormentor was
momentarily abated, and there was no better time like the present to take
advantage of having full control over both my body and my senses to finally
have a taste of the forbidden.
From the very first moment I met Marjorie Emery, I
was struck by the realization that she was off limits to me. The emotional
connection I felt for her however, drew me to her over and over again, and as
our lips finally met, I realized that staying away would probably be the worst
form of torture I could possibly endure.
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Kristy Centeno is an author of paranormal romance,
young adult, new adult, horror, and contemporary romance.
She has always had a passion for books and after
years of being an avid reader, she decided to transform her desire to write
into a reality and thus, her first novel was born. In her journey to create
memorable reads, she has delved into several genres, creating fictional
characters meant to entice readers and captivate the mind.
She is currently working on finishing off the Keeper
Witches series among other projects, which include sequels to her published
work. When she’s not busy taking care of her five children or holding down the
fort, she finds time to sit and do what she loves the most: writing.
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