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Blurb:
If
the king loses his head, then the Queen with a Bleeding Heart would
rule the Red Court until Time ceased to move forward. When a second
carried on for infinity, every creature in Wonderland would tip
their Hat to the misfit girl with a Boy’s name (or was it a
boy with a Girl’s name?) who’d end the Reign of Terror. However,
it all hinged on the One-Eyed Hare being able to convince an
uninspirable Heir that the impossible was indeed possible—like
stopping time—and that Love was worth a Beheading.
Heads
would Roll…Hearts would Break…In the end, would it matter who
Reigned?
Excerpt:
“Words escape me
in the presence of your beauty.”
She pretended to
be mad. She even put her hands on her hips and scowled, which made
her more attractive. There was no denying Alice Mae’s magnificence.
She could compete with models in natural beauty, but it wouldn’t be
a competition when considering her quirky personality. She wasn’t
definable. She was complicated. She had so many different levels,
uncharted territory, to her. She was a mystery, and I wanted to spend
all eternity trying to solve her, if I wasn’t fighting with her.
Obviously I
couldn’t say that. No one ever wants something (or someone) if it’s
too easy to take. So I added, “You’re even more attractive when
you pout.”
“I’m not
pouting,” she insisted, even though her bottom lip stuck out enough
for me to struggle to keep my thoughts straight.
“Then tell me
what word you’d use to describe what you’re doing to me,” I
said, stepping closer to the only girl in the world who could pull
off wearing a combination wrestler’s and football player’s
uniform and be so damn provocative.
“I’m just
being playful.” The look in her eyes was anything but innocent.
“Playful?” I
closed the distance between us. “I think you need to check out a
thesaurus from the library because playful
isn’t the word I’d use.”
I pressed my
finger against her shoulder pads. I traced my finger down until it
fell off the pads. The spandex wrestling uniform accentuated the
perfect formed lines of her stomach. I let my finger drift lower
until I traced her hip that protruded slightly.
“What word would
you use?”
“Inviting.”
I lifted her chin. I bent forward so my nose traced her cheek. “You
are being rather inviting.” With my other hand, I tugged on the
thin spandex that covered her stomach. “And I want to accept your
invitation.”
“Ryley, I’m
not the kind of a girl who just sends out all sorts of invitations
without...”
“You’re not
the kind of girl who falls in love?”
She pulled away.
“It would be tragic if I fell in love.”
I let my hands
fall by my side. “Would it be tragic to fall in love, period—or
just with me?”
Author Bio: I
specialize in dark, paranormal romance – think “happy ever after”
but with a twisted, dark chocolate center. Real-life romance isn't
only filled with hugs, kisses, unicorns, and rainbows. True-love can
be more thoroughly described in times of darkness and tribulation.
It’s in those harsh moments where you see what a person is truly
capable of – both the good and bad. Sometimes prince-charming isn't
always on time, and the glass slipper is a little snug. However, it
doesn't mean Charming is not Mr. Right, and who says every shoe is
the perfect fit?
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