Today I have the honor of spotlighting a romantic fantasy, TOUCHED by talented writer, Abbey MacMunn who writes for Tirgearr Publishing, Ireland.
Blurb:
When
inquisitive antique dealer Cami Wilson learns she’s the revered offspring of an
immortal mother and a mortal father, it’s not just her hybrid status that has
her all flustered. The title comes with her very own super-sexy guardian.
Jaded immortal
Joseph Carlisle has only one thing on his mind; his sworn duty to protect the
hybrid from those who wish her harm. Anything else would be complicated. That is
until they meet.
Chemistry sizzles
between them but there’s a problem—the hybrid’s
curse. Cami’s touch, skin to skin, proves near fatal to her and all immortals,
Joseph included.
But the fated lovers discover her
curse is the least of their concerns when a friend’s deadly betrayal threatens
to tear them apart forever.
Excerpt:
He might have just saved her life,
but pinned to the freezing concrete by some wannabe hero was not her idea of fun. Cami Wilson shoved
the unyielding wall of his chest, fighting not only him but the rising panic.
‘Get the hell off me!’
The guy remained on top of her,
using his large frame to protect her from the chunks of smouldering metal
hurtling to the ground around her. Icy air met with fiery heat and smoke
infused the atmosphere like the fifth of November, but there were no sparkling
fireworks to admire, only the flaming inferno, which seconds earlier had been
her car.
Maybe if she hadn’t been so
intrigued by the antique brooch she held in her hand or distracted by the
weird, periodic buzzing emitting from it, she might have seen him coming at her
in full, rugby tackle mode.
He lifted a little, easing the
crushing pressure on her ribs, but remained inches from her face. Glacier-blue
eyes met hers, captivating and intense. ‘Are you hurt?’
His gravelly
voice did something tingly to her insides. She went to speak, but no words
came. Nothing came to mind. Not the explosion. Not the contents of her shopping
trolley strewn all over Morrisons’ car park. Not the fact she could have been
killed. Somehow, none of it registered.
She gawped back
at him like a doe-eyed teenager, taking in the angular sweep of a jawline
peppered with dark stubble, and well-defined lips that parted invitingly as he
drew in his breath.
His gaze
lingered on her mouth in a breath-taking moment right out of one of those soppy
rom-coms she liked to watch.
Forget
burning cars and curious brooches… hel-lo, future husband.
Somewhere to her
left, an engine revved loudly, and he turned his head towards the sound.
Overlong, tousled hair tickled her cheek, and she got a faint whiff of citrus shampoo.
Hmm,
lovely…
A second later,
his attention returned to her. His grave expression burned with an urgency that
brought her down from the clouds. ‘Dammit! I asked if you were hurt.’
‘No, I…’
In a move so
swift it wasn’t humanly possible, he leapt to his feet and hauled her up beside
him. The brooch slipped from her gloved hand and landed on the ground.
The man cursed
under his breath and stooped to retrieve it. With an exasperated look, he waved
it in front of her as though she were a baby dropping her dummy for the
hundredth time. ‘You need to take more care of this. Don’t you know how
important it is?’
Sudden
indignation flared. Cami snatched the jewel from his grasp and slipped it back
into her coat pocket. Okay, the guy rocked the sexy, just-rolled-out-of-bed
look, but his patronizing attitude set her teeth on edge. What right did he
have to tell her what to do? And what on Earth did he know about a weird,
vibrating brooch she’d been given by her adoptive mother, the only clue she had
to her past?
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Author Bio:
Abbey MacMunn writes paranormal, fantasy and sci fi romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK with her husband and their four children. She is a proud member of the Romantic Novelists’ Association.
When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.
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Thank you so much for featuring Touched xx
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