Title: Fighting Destiny
Author: Amelia Hutchins
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Hosted By: Love Between The Sheets
Synopsis
Have you ever heard of the old
Celtic legends of the Fae - beautiful, magical, and deadly creatures that have
a love of messing with humans just for kicks and giggles?
Welcome to my world.
What started out as a strange
assignment, lead to one of the most gruesome murder mysteries of our times. My
friends and I are set and determined to find out who is killing off Fae and
Witches alike.
Couple of problems in the way – I
hate the Fae and the Prince of the Dark Fae is bound and determined that I work
for him. He’s a rude, overbearing egotistical ass with a compulsive need to
possess, dominate and control me. Oh – did I mention that he is absolutely
sex-on-a-stick gorgeous and he makes me feel things that I never ever wanted to
feel for a Fae...every time he touches me or looks at me with those dangerous
golden eyes he seems to pull me further in under his spell, despite my better
judgment.
My friends and I can’t trust
anyone and nothing is as it seems on the surface – not even me.
About The Author
Amelia lives in the great Pacific Northeast with her family. When not
writing she can be found on her page Erotica Book Club. She's an avid reader of
everything paranormal romance.
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Excerpt #1 (Rated PG)
The music started, even as the
butterflies played with my insides, his eyes locked with mine as the song
started up slowly. David Cook's The Time Of My Life came on,
the music filling the room around us. I stumbled when he moved, and
started to apologize until I caught the smile on his lips. "I
can't dance, Ryder. You never said anything about dancing when I
signed the contract."
"Take off your
shoes," he countered, already releasing me and bending over to take his
own footwear off. I watched him as others did the same and
eventually I ignored the brilliant blush that crept up to my cheeks and did the
same, stepping out of the borrowed strappy heels.
Ryder smiled, and I stared at
him, he was shockingly beautiful and ethereal. Like a lion, you
wanted to touch him, but knew by doing so he'd consume you, body and
soul. I swallowed and held my hand up for him to take it.
"Put your feet on mine,
Synthia," he said quietly, aware that everyone was watching
us.
I exhaled and obeyed him,
knowing his men were watching us, as well as my coven. When the song
restarted, he carried us both, his hand once again on the small of
my back. Rubbing it softly as his fingers settled against
it. My heart raced from his touch, the deep desire in his eyes made
it flip-flop as he swept me around the room until everyone else faded away,
leaving us alone inside the room.
I
smiled as I looked down to see our feet together. Nervous at being so close to
him and doing something I had only ever done with my father. It had been the
last thing we’d ever done together. But with Ryder, it was intimate,
sending heat flooding through me. I looked back up, with the smile
still in place, to catch him staring openly in wonder at
me. "What?" I asked growing self-conscious.
"You’re
very beautiful, Synthia," he whispered tenderly.
Excerpt #2 (Rated PG)
He
bowed his head giving me a dark, dangerous smile. "Keep telling
yourself that Syn, and you might eventually believe it."
"I
don’t need you to believe it, or myself for that matter. I have to
protect, endure and live for my coven. In that order. I'll
be ready to leave in five minutes. Let me just go grab my big girl
panties," I said, leaving him at the door.
"I'll
be strong for you Syn, if you need it. You don’t always have to be
the strong one, I'll be your glue if you want to crumble, I'll hold you
together," he said lifting his eyes and meeting mine.
"And
what if you're what's making me crumble Ryder, what then?"
His
lips lifted into his sexy smirk. "Then I'll put you back
together. I will never tear you down, Syn. I will always
protect you from anything and everything that would. I've yet to
find anything in this world or any other who can take me on—keep that in
mind," he said lifting his eyes to meet mine before he started to turn
away.
I was
startled by his words and what he had said earlier when we were dancing. He
didn’t like me, did he? "That's what I'm afraid of."
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