OMG. Do you see this gorgeous cover? I can't get over it! It is brand new yesterday, released by Heather Gray. AND it's a short story so it's only .50! I am running out to buy my copy!
Back Cover Blurb:
Fulfilling one's destiny has never been so…compelling.
Myra
is cast aside by her parents, betrothed to a man she's never met, and
forced into a life she never wanted. In the midst of it all, she finds
herself strangely drawn into something she doesn't entirely understand.
The
earl is mocking, demanding and entirely unwilling to break the
betrothal. He speaks in riddles, but by night's end, one thing is
clear: He is not who he seems.
Follow Myra into a world of intrigue and hidden meaning. Will she unravel the mystery before time runs out?
Excerpt:
As
she reached the top of the ostentatious entrance, the Ateliers' butler
announced her to the throng. "Lady Myra Sedulous." His voice rang out
across the ballroom as she entered. Her name wasn't generally important
enough to warrant a deluge of attention. However, being late as she was,
more than the normal one or two heads twisted in her direction. Not
accustomed to this amount of notice, she made her way over to the
refreshments. Myra moved swiftly to avoid conversation but kept her pace
unhurried. She effortlessly carried off the look of graceful purpose so
many debutantes strived for but failed to capture.
Myra was reaching for a glass of lemonade when a voice stilled her.
"You must be my betrothed." The words had the slightest accent. Myra tried but could not identify it.
Greek,
perchance? If a man could sound both immovable and fluid at the same
time, this man did. His voice was warm like a rich cup of chocolate yet
chilly as the deepest days of winter. A thought flitted through her
mind. Devour the chocolate or swear it off for life?
Myra turned
to look at the man. Taller than any other at the ball, he was also
broad-shouldered and fearsome in appearance. His hair was indeed darker
than night. A deep olive color, his skin invited her to reach out and
touch it. A shadow of growth covered his jaw, showing his utter
disregard for the opinions of others. Determined to smile, she shifted
her attention to his eyes and instead felt the corners of her mouth
droop as their inky depths burned into her, making her feel transparent
and bare. "And you are?" she asked, her voice quivering despite her best
efforts to keep it steady.
The man had the gall to throw his
head back and laugh. This was not, however, the laugh of a man meeting
his betrothed for the first time. It sounded to Myra like the feral cry
of a predatory animal. Surely prey about to be devoured could feel no
less cornered than she did in that moment. "Why, I am the Earl of
Allegory, of course. And you, my dear, are all mine."
Author Bio:
Aside
from her long-standing love affair with coffee, Heather’s greatest joys
in life are her relationship with her Savior, her family, and writing.
Years ago, she decided it would be better to laugh than yell. Heather
carries that theme over into her writing where she strives to create
characters that experience both the highs and lows of life and, through
it all, find a way to love God, embrace each day, and laugh out loud
right along with her.
Buy Links:
Available
in all electronic formats (for Kindle, Nook & other e-readers) for
only 50¢ from
Astraea Press
Where
to Find Me:
My Website –
http://www.heathergraywriting.com
My Blog –
http://www.heathergraywriting.com/blog
Facebook –
http://www.facebook.com/heathergraywriting Twitter – http://twitter.com/LaughDreamWrite Goodreads –
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4051662.Heather_Gray
