Almost a year ago, I shared an excerpt from MIDNIGHT GAMBLE as it was rereleased with its shiny new cover, in e-format for the first time, as well as trade paperback along with the rest of my “Touched by Midnight” vampire romance series. A proud moment, to see a treasured book resurrected and well received. It’s back again, this time discounted to only $0.99 (!) until January 15, so it’s only fitting that I dig up another sneak peek to toast the new year along with this sleek, dangerous couple about to meet in a deadly dance for the tango of their unnatural lives.
Eduard moved closer to the glass, unaware of his own gravitational response, his fingertips pressing to the cool surface between them as if it were the only barrier keeping them apart.
He watched her, mesmerized by the way she crossed the crowded room, a smooth ripple of motion disturbing nothing in her wake as if she moved through a world separate from theirs.
He’d forgotten to continue his pretended breathing as a stillness settled over him, a deep, preternatural calm that could go on undisturbed as centuries swirled by unnoticed. Time, which had lost all meaning within the realm of his existence, ceased altogether as she came up to the glass. There, she stopped, and stared through eyes as green and precious as that valuable Korean porcelain.
Of course, she couldn’t see him, just a coincidence that she appeared to meet his stare with an unwavering, all-knowing directness. And then she lifted her hand.
He thought at first, she would touch her tousled crop of hair to rearrange some errant strand as she looked into her own reflection, but she reached out toward the glass, instead, her own fingertips finding his, matching their spread upon the opaque mirror.
Gasping, he pulled his hand back as if he’d felt her touch at the same moment, hers drew away as if sensing the contact had been broken.
He was breathing now in quick agitated snatches though he required no air to sustain him.
MIDNIGHT GAMBLE has everything I love to read - History (it takes place during the Roaring ’20s!), the paranormal (Vampires!), darkness and danger (she’s a hunter about to play into his deadly game), suspense (a past mystery unfolds to claim a new generation), and, of course, romance (the irresistible, seductive kind). The research was almost as much fun as the writing, especially the chase scene through Coney Island after hours. If you haven’t already partaken, enjoy the nibble and perhaps, take a bite . . .
I must apologize for not visiting everyone last week. After germ-rich family outings with the grandson during his five-day visit, I succumbed to a nasty case of conjunctivitis (They’re not kidding when they call it Pink Eye! I looked like a Killer Bunny horror movie!) that made it painful to do a lot of screen time, and have been really icky sicky all this week. Thank goodness it was an attorney/client free week at work since I was very contagious. Finally, the plague ship has sailed and I can’t wait to see what’s happening with everyone in this brand new year!!
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