Finding Gabriel RELEASES TODAY! :)
Finding Gabriel RELEASES TODAY!! This novel is very dear to my heart, and I'm beyond excited to finally share Gabriel and Ariah's love story with the world! And it's still 99 pennies on Amazon! :-)
Dark romance. Searing passion. Historical intrigue.
During the chaotic ending of the Napoleonic Wars, two tortured souls struggle to overcome adversity and find hope in the wreckage of their pasts. Equal parts steamy and heartfelt, FINDING GABRIEL is an evocative journey through darkness and light, loss and hope, searing passion and relentless love.
Buy Links:
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1P769SD
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1U5E5px
iBooks: http://apple.co/1NFWnGR
B&N: http://bit.ly/1LzMY69
Google Play: http://bit.ly/1U5Eb0r
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1U5Ed8A
Momentum: http://bit.ly/1IeTQ1t
An Excerpt:
"Look at me. Look at what you have saved."
Gabriel released Ariah's chin and tore away the bandage in a harsh movement. As his eyes bore into her own, pale moonlight fell upon the deformity, illuminating the twisted flesh and grotesque welts. The sight reminded her of a beautiful chateau . . . a stunning fortress situated along the coastline . . . one that had fallen into ruin and neglect. The skin was concave, destroyed, cavernous - a remnant of former glory. And the surrounding features - his burning eyes, the right side of his face, his powerful body - dwarfed the disfigurement with a striking beauty.
"Look at the monster you have created. Look upon my face, Ariah."
She shivered at the sound of her name; slightly muffled from the injury to his mouth, it slid from his tongue with equal parts venom and hunger.
"I was supposed to die that night . . ." The last of his words ended in a choked whisper. His face fell forward in despair until his forehead was pressed against her own. He was impossibly close. And he appeared every gram a flesh-and-blood warrior - coarse and ruthlessly untamed. Sweltering heat radiated from his body and engulfed all five of her senses. She was suffocating. Visions of that long-ago night echoed in her mind until she could perceive nothing else. Ariah gave a shallow cry as she struggled to free herself once more.
"Don't. Don't leave me. Please."
Her movements ceased. The words struck a chord deep inside her chest. She connected her gaze with his and was rendered speechless by the naked anguish in his stare. Regret and desire were etched in every line of his face - but what stole her breath was something entirely different. For the second time, it was neither anger nor resentment that radiated from his eyes, but a longing so intense that it nearly overwhelmed her: hope.
Happy reading and much ♥!
Rachel
Dark romance. Searing passion. Historical intrigue.
During the chaotic ending of the Napoleonic Wars, two tortured souls struggle to overcome adversity and find hope in the wreckage of their pasts. Equal parts steamy and heartfelt, FINDING GABRIEL is an evocative journey through darkness and light, loss and hope, searing passion and relentless love.
Buy Links:
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/1P769SD
Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1U5E5px
iBooks: http://apple.co/1NFWnGR
B&N: http://bit.ly/1LzMY69
Google Play: http://bit.ly/1U5Eb0r
Kobo: http://bit.ly/1U5Ed8A
Momentum: http://bit.ly/1IeTQ1t
An Excerpt:
"Look at me. Look at what you have saved."
Gabriel released Ariah's chin and tore away the bandage in a harsh movement. As his eyes bore into her own, pale moonlight fell upon the deformity, illuminating the twisted flesh and grotesque welts. The sight reminded her of a beautiful chateau . . . a stunning fortress situated along the coastline . . . one that had fallen into ruin and neglect. The skin was concave, destroyed, cavernous - a remnant of former glory. And the surrounding features - his burning eyes, the right side of his face, his powerful body - dwarfed the disfigurement with a striking beauty.
"Look at the monster you have created. Look upon my face, Ariah."
She shivered at the sound of her name; slightly muffled from the injury to his mouth, it slid from his tongue with equal parts venom and hunger.
"I was supposed to die that night . . ." The last of his words ended in a choked whisper. His face fell forward in despair until his forehead was pressed against her own. He was impossibly close. And he appeared every gram a flesh-and-blood warrior - coarse and ruthlessly untamed. Sweltering heat radiated from his body and engulfed all five of her senses. She was suffocating. Visions of that long-ago night echoed in her mind until she could perceive nothing else. Ariah gave a shallow cry as she struggled to free herself once more.
"Don't. Don't leave me. Please."
Her movements ceased. The words struck a chord deep inside her chest. She connected her gaze with his and was rendered speechless by the naked anguish in his stare. Regret and desire were etched in every line of his face - but what stole her breath was something entirely different. For the second time, it was neither anger nor resentment that radiated from his eyes, but a longing so intense that it nearly overwhelmed her: hope.
Happy reading and much ♥!
Rachel
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