Consumed and
Created - Cover Reveals
By Jean Booth
Paranormal Romance
Four hundred years ago,
my life was destroyed. Everything I knew and loved was obliterated as my powers surged for
the first time. My family, my home and my life were taken from me, in flames.
I was transformed
against my will into an abomination, a dizzien of hell to forever walk the night, a vampire. For
four hundred years I've walked this earth, the painful screams of my family a constant reminder
of the monster I am.
I've never known love,
or the gentle touch of a man. The only respite from the agony of my existence was the three
hundred years spent with Stephan. Although, once She came, I was again tossed aside,
shunned and ignored.
Never again!
I'm done with being
condemned, suffering for the consequences of something I didn't know I was capable of. It's
time I lived.
My name is Victoria, and
this is my story.
EXCERPT
Today I sat on a rooftop
overlooking the city, the muggy heat of the Miami night pressing on my shoulders. I didn't feel
the heat, or the soft undercurrents of wind as it tried to whip me off my precarious perch. I felt
nothing beneath the hollowness of my aching heart. Seeing Stephan with her, hearing his heart
wrenching pleas for her to stay with him, and watching as they embraced, was simply too much
for my wounded heart to bear.
I ignored the pink tinged
tears that refused to abate. There'd been so much pain in my life; I could no longer remember
a time when hope existed. Secretly, I treasured the tears. They represented my broken heart,
and wouldn't exist if I didn't have the capacity to hope, to love. That I was still capable of hope
amazed me.
I sat on the rooftop of
the tallest building in Miami and thought about what I'd do next. I certainly couldn't go back to
Stephan's. Watching them together, night after night, expressing their love in gestures or looks,
would hurt beyond measure. It was time for me to move on.
A shiver of fear slithered
up my spine. I'd never been alone before. I'd never experienced the wide incalculability of
life's infinite possibilities. The opportunities were an endless expanse in front of me. I could do
anything, be anyone or go anywhere I wanted to go. I could see snow.
In my four hundred
twenty-two years of life, all I'd ever known was the tropical paradise of my homeland, followed
by the tropical paradise of Southern Florida. I secretly held a love of the cooler climates in my
heart, hidden behind a well of pain no one could cross. Excitement followed fear. Should I
dare go into the unknown, be an invisible person in the vast openness of the country? Should I
venture out into the north, where I'd be unprotected, unknown and have to rely solely on myself
for survival?
I shook, but could no
longer tell if it was from excitement or fear. Perhaps it was a little bit of both. A small smile
curved my lips as I thought of finally escaping the clutches of men, and living my life as I was
meant to. I shed my final tears for the man who saved me, for the vampire I dearly loved, and
for the life I'd so foolishly thought we'd build together once he realized how perfect we were
together.
It was time I lived.
Consumed
Paranormal Romance
For three hundred years I
lived with Stephan; learning about the culture forced upon me, growing as a pyrokinetic vampire
and healing from Mneseus' century of abuse. Before Stephan's guidance and direction, I was
an empty shell. His kindness, compassion and just beliefs showed me that there could be a life
without pain. Over time, I learned to love again. Foolishly I believed Stephan and I would be
partners, comfortable and content with out half-life for eternity.
Then She came and
ruined it.
I left them to find a
place I could spend the rest of my lonely years. Mneseus' last words reverberated through the
centuries, reminding me, I wasn't worthy of love. It would be now, when I finally resigned myself
to an eternity of solitude, that I would find it.Logan was everything I'd ever needed in a man,
with one fatal flaw. Could I look past that, risking my heart, my future and his very life to be with
him? Was love truly enough?
Jean Booth
Author Bio
Jean Booth was born in
Las Vegas, Nevada on a sweltering summer night. She's spent most of her life in the midwest,
alternating between Michigan, Minnesota and Florida before returning to her roots to settle
down with a husband and 9 cats. She, along with those that know her, affectionately refer to her
as "The Crazy Cat Lady." She's worked in healthcare for the entirety of her adult life and was
challenged in 2010 to finally start writing the stories that live in her head. She's an Indie-author
specializing in Paranormal Romance, but tends to dabble into erotica, horror and suspense.
While not seeking the notoriety of being a raunchy romance novelist, fans have been known to
have said this about her love scenes: "Hot, steamy, detailed and so explicit I couldn't wait to be
alone with my man!"When not writing, Jean enjoys cruising on the back of her Kawasaki ER-
6n with her husband next to her. She's an avid reader, reading everything and anything fiction.
She's also considered to be extremely "crafty", making everything from clothing to jewelry to
painting the cover art for each book.
Jean loves to hear from
her fans, so feel free to drop her a line whenever you like!
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