Genre: Romance
Suspense
Blurb:
Ten years
have passed since that hot July night, when Seth McCullough walked away from
Krista Chancellor, his high school sweetheart; determined to keep his dark,
tumultuous past from tainting her beautiful light. He thought he had buried his
demons forever when he cut ties and joined the military, but when he begins to
suffer debilitating headaches, displacement of time, and horrifying nightmares,
he starts to fear for his sanity. Desperate for relief and seeking solace, he
takes off for Mexico only to awake one morning confused, bloody, and linked to
multiple high profile murders. Suspicion grows as he realizes he is submerged
in an agenda too terrifying to comprehend. Determined to find answers, Seth
reaches out to the only person he has ever trusted, his old flame Krista, and
together they find His Salvation.
Excerpt:
Seth noticed Krista's shoulders were extremely pink from the full day’s
worth of sun exposure.
“Dang, Kris, your shoulders got burnt today. You’re going to be sore
tonight,” he commented. He had dark, olive-toned skin which tanned nicely, but
Krista burned if she wasn’t careful. He had reminded her to lather on the sun
block that morning, but it was only SPF 5. He had bitten his tongue to keep
from chastising her.
Now he saw her skin looking angrier by the minute and grimaced, knowing
she was going to be miserable by nighttime.
Krista looked down her nose at her left shoulder and gave a shrug, “Oh,
well. I have some aloe stuff my mom bought me. I think I might have it here in
my bag.” She reached into the bag she had plopped down next to her, and
eventually pulled out a small bottle of aloe.
“Can you rub this onto my shoulders for me?” Without waiting for an
answer, Krista swung her right leg over the side of the tree so she straddled
it with her back to Seth, giving him access to both shoulders.
Seth, used to her bossiness, squirted some of the gel into his palm and
began to delicately rub it into her skin.
“Oooh, ouch. You’re right. It’s already starting to hurt.” Krista winced.
Seth felt the cool gel warm up under his fingers against on her hot skin.
Krista glanced back over her shoulder and for a quick second, locked with
Seth’s intense gray gaze.
Seth stopped rubbing the aloe into her skin as something between them
vibrated, humming so loud it seemed to fill the silence of the woods
surrounding them. Krista leaned back into Seth’s chest, reached her left arm
behind his head and pulled him to her, operating on instinct rather than
organized thoughts.
Within seconds, Seth had his arms filled with beautiful, soft, Krista.
Her fingers tangled in his hair at the nape of his neck and their lips met in a
long awaited union. He was no longer capable of calling to memory why he
believed he should be avoiding such an encounter with her. All he could do was
feel.
It felt natural, when she leaned back against him, to wrap his arms
around her and pull her closer. When she pulled his face toward his, it seemed
as if he had made the journey a thousand times. There was nothing awkward or
out of place, as he had wondered about. The moment his mouth met hers, she
invited him in with a gentle parting of her lips, flicking her tongue over his.
A hunger within him was unleashed and he ran his own fingers up into her hair
at the base of her skull, cupping her head, tipping it back gently to take the
kiss further, deeper.
The world stopped, tilted, and reversed rotation. There would be no going
back. This was an irreversible revelation.
Buy Links:
Barnes&Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/his-salvation-michelle-bellon/1030527984?ean=9781937004224
About The Author:
Michelle
Bellon lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and four children. She
earned her Associates Degree in Nursing and fills her moments of free time with
her love for writing. She has written six books, all of which are to be
published in the near future. For more information go to http://www.michellebellon.com/.
Author Links:
Website: http://www.michellebellon.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/MichelleBellon
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