Welcome to this Tuesday Treat and my guest today is Sofia Grey with a lovely treat just for you from her fabulous new book Lila’s Wolf. Due out on the 4th of September.
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Jared & Lila’s first kiss, from Lila’s Wolf.
“There’s a huge mountain in Wales. The locals call it Eryri. We could spend all day climbing it and still not reach the top, but we’d go there. High up, you’d think we were in the sky itself, the clouds near enough to touch.” His husky whisper captivated me. “Ravens fly above the peaks, rolling and diving in the air currents, while wolves hunt on the ground. There are no men for miles. Just birds and sheep and rabbits. We’d lie on a patch of soft heather as night fell, and watch the full moon rising. It would look huge and orange when it appeared, the color brightening as it climbed in the sky. We’d share a basket of food and a skin of the finest wine, and there, with the moon goddess smiling down at us, I’d kiss you for the first time.”
I felt his lips brush against my eyelids. “No, shh, keep your eyes closed.” Featherlight kisses drifted down my nose. “That’s where we are now. Hundreds of miles from here.” He nibbled at my lip again and chuckled softly when I groaned. “Wherever you are, whenever you are, think of me when you see the full moon. Remember our kiss.”
Out of Time series. Book 1.
Dark time-travel romantic suspense
Publisher: Hartwood Publishing
Date of Publication: 4 September 2014
The only way to save him, might be to leave him behind.
When Lila Cammell is abandoned by her time-jump partner, leaving her alone in Britain in the Dark Ages, revenge is the only thing on her mind. She’d trusted Jared Grohl with her life and her heart, and bringing him to justice will be sweet.
Finding him captured and enslaved by the Saxons changes all her assumptions. Now it’s a fight for survival, but the only way to save him, might be to leave him behind.
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Marc returned an hour later, tapping quietly on the door in the signal we’d established. Two swift knocks. Pause. One more. Pause. Then another two. I threw back the bolt and practically fell upon him, needing the comfort of another person. Needing his touch. He gave a short, pleased laugh and pulled me firmly into his arms, while sliding the bolt back into place.
“It’s okay. They didn’t see me.” He draped one arm around my waist, the other across my shoulders. I felt his fingers stroking my neck and I buried my face against his throat. The intimate embrace felt strangely comfortable and it was a long moment before I realized Marc seemed equally happy with this. He dropped a soft kiss on my hair. “Lila, we need to talk.”
I snapped back to attention and wriggled free. “He was here.” My voice came out as a whisper. “Rowena brought Jared here. She wanted to know if I knew him.”
Marc’s eyes widened. He grabbed my hand and led me to sit on the bed with him. “Tell me everything.” I recounted the tale, and he listened carefully, prompting me when I hesitated. He held my hand as I spoke, his thumb brushing gently across my fingers.
“The way she said cellar,” I couldn’t hold back a shudder. “It sounded like some kind of punishment. How soon can we leave and get him out of here?”
His hand stilled on mine. “That’s where we may have a problem. I can’t be sure the signal went through. The communicator failed.”
“So that means…”
“It means we wait for the scheduled pickup in two weeks’ time.” He hesitated, and my heart plummeted to my feet. “It means we’re on our own.”