Paranormal Romance Blog Hop: Give Us Your Best Excerpt!

It's a paranormal romance hop! That means you get to hop from blog to blog reading some great excerpts from some awesome authors. You might even find a giveaway or two.

This is the Paranormal Romance Blog Hop: Give Us Your Best Excerpt and it's being hosted by  Jolie Du Pre over at Precious Monsters.

This is a bit from Just Beyond Daybreak, one of my WIP. Our leading man and lady are both powerful witches from wealthy, well-known and respected families. The two different families have been rivals for centuries and this competition is now passed down to the new generation.

Malcolm was surprised she didn’t put up a fight as he drug her further down the sidewalk, away from the fire, and into an alleyway several buildings away. “We need to talk,” he said finally as they stood in the shadows of the buildings.

Meredith jerked her arm away and propped her hand on her hip. “I told you someone stole the Dragon’s Eye,” she repeated for what Malcolm thought was the tenth time. He moved his hands up and massaged his temples with his fingers, trying to work through the accusing anger that was running through him. “What the hell happened, Malcolm?”

The dominating tone in her voice made that anger snap and he grabbed her again, spinning her around and pressing her back to the dingy brick wall. She tried to lash out at him with her free hand, but he quickly pinned that one along with the other. Taking it a step further, Malcolm leaned his full body into her. Bowing his face so close to hers that he could see shock and a touch of fear in her eye. “Listen here, Miss Blackburn. I don’t give a damn about your Dragon’s Eye, but I do care about my spell books and one of them is missing. What do you have to do with that?” Malcolm snarled.

Her breathing was heavy, and every breath pressed her breasts against his chest. Any other time he would not risk this closeness, but anger and determination was stronger than lust alone. He watched her pink tongue slip over her lush bottom lip and waited for her answer. It seemed to take her a second to gather words, but when she did answer him he was surprised that her voice was unwavering. “I told you it might happen. I warned you, but you didn’t give a damn then.”

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