Title: The Kiss
of a Rose
Author: Augustina
Van Hoven
Genre: Paranormal
Romance
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A DISTANT PAST
In 1882,
Rose Van Buren loved the wrong man and paid for it with her life. Now, more
than a century later, the angel Gabriel has granted her another shot at living.
In exchange, she must convince a smart, handsome, up-and-coming lawyer to set
aside his lofty ambitions.
A FUTURE PRESENT
Stephen
Winship is headed straight for the governor’s chair. He has a brilliant career,
solid allies, and a seemingly perfect girlfriend. But night after night he
finds himself dreaming of a heavenly beauty, a luminous but long-dead girl.
Like some altered Ghost of Christmas Past, she shows him her own tragic tale in
order to “save him.” And he’s beginning to see Rose is risking her heart as
much as baring her soul. Yet falling for her will cost him everything—and open
him up to a happiness he never imagined.
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Excerpt:
Rose
wrapped her arms around her body and hugged herself. So much depended on her
success. She would have to show this stranger very private, very painful
details of her life to persuade him to change his course.
A tear rolled down her cheek. All
during her training she kept asking one question: What had her father given up
so she could have this chance? But none of the angels would answer her. More
tears slid down her face. The thought she might not succeed was almost too much
to bear. She wiped her cheeks with her hands. This wasn’t the time to give in
to despair. She could do this—she had to.
Rose tilted her head to get a better
view of Stephen. Gabriel told her his name but not the reason why he should not
become governor. It doesn’t matter. As far as she was concerned, this
assignment was to save her father, not Stephen.
Rose studied the man. He looked
peaceful in his sleep. His wavy, brown hair was shorter than she was used to
seeing on a man, but it had a pleasant shape. She’d only seen him that day in
the snow. She hadn’t been able to see much of his face then, he was bundled up
so tightly against the cold, but she could not forget his eyes. Grey like the
sea, deep, thoughtful, and so sad. He’d left her one flower out of the bouquet
he carried. She wondered who had received the rest.
The mirror made a popping sound and the
haze from the glass disappeared. She looked up at the ceiling of the house.
That was her signal. Time to begin.
The air felt cold as she waved her hand
around. Rose took a cautious step onto the polished wood floor. The man stirred
again.
She took a deep breath and quietly
crept to the bed.
Stephen rested on his back with his
head slightly turned toward her. She parted her lips and reached out with her
hand. She had a sudden desire to stroke his handsome face. She quickly pulled
her hand back in shock. A flush crept up her cheeks and she glanced away from
him. This wasn’t right. She’d never been this forward before. But still, there
was something about his hair, the stubble on his face, and the memory of his
beautiful grey eyes that caused her heart to flutter.
She
took another deep breath and sat on the edge of his bed. Time to act. The
angels’ warnings rang in her head. She had very little energy, very little
time, once she crossed over the divide. Rose closed her eyes and concentrated
like her instructors had taught her. She extended her thoughts until they
slowly connected with his mind and she could see inside his dream. She
carefully altered the scene and stepped inside.
Author Bio
Augustina Van Hoven resides in the Pacific Northwest with
her husband, two dogs and three cats.
She is an avid reader of romance, science fiction and fantasy. When she’s not writing she likes to work in
her garden or in the winter months crochet and knit on her knitting
machines.
Links
Twitter:
@augustinavhoven
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