If this doesn't distract you, what will?
I'm so looking forward for Anne Conley's forthcoming paranormal romance. Read along and I'm sure you will understand why!
And just to have a taste ...
Buy links for Book one in the Four Winds Series, Falling for Heaven, which is .99
Amazon: http://amzn.to/13bUG1u
Barnes and Noble: http://bit.ly/18kkRnQ
Kobo: http://bit.ly/119oKau
Smashwords: http://bit.ly/1aln3Mv
Falling
for Grace, book two in the Four Winds series by Anne Conley
Release
date: October 15, 2013
Genre:
Paranormal Romance
Blurb:
Rafael is
one of God’s Four Winds, the Archangel of Healing. He has answered the countless prayers for
healing of loved ones, wondering what it was about the emotion that made humans
willing to sacrifice so much.
Grace is a
lifeguard who has been on Rafe’s radar since she lost a little boy three years
ago. What she doesn’t realize is the
green haze that comes over her during a rescue is actually a diving presence
who’s about to give up his celestial body to become a very real entity in her
life.
While Grace
is trying to overcome her own demon, Rafe is discovering his own sexuality, but
there’s a darker presence making himself known.
The Deceiver wants what Rafe is getting, and he’ll do whatever it takes
to have her.
Contact
the author:
Email: anneconleyauthor@gmail.com
Website: www.anneconley.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/anneconleyauthor
Twitter: @anneconley10
About the
author:
Anne Conley
lives in a small town in East Texas with her husband, two kids, and thirty
goats. She writes all day, reads all
night, and is prides herself on not being in the running for Mommy of the Year,
as her kids are lucky to make it to school with socks and underwear on. She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her
great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting
clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound.
Excerpt
from Falling for Grace:
Rafe was in the
bathroom, brushing his teeth the next morning, reflecting on his corporeal
body.
Teeth
brushing. That wasn't a normal thing for
him. Neither was showering. Or shaving.
Usually, his work
was done on a different realm. He
traveled in the cosmic soup, visiting people in their dreams, subconsciously,
or their conscious minds. He became a
temporary part of their psyche. He
dropped in on surgeons during surgery, to help guide shaky, sleep-deprived
hands. Rafe had passed out ideas to the
stumped healers, in a sudden flash of brilliance. He visited dreams. He was responsible for many 'Eureka!'
moments.
Rarely, had he come
to earth in a human body. He'd been
visiting Grace during saves for the past three years in her mind, allowing her
to do her job the way she had been trained to do, only providing moral
support. He hadn't had to step in with
her, yet.
Head-hopping was
one of his many talents. He had the
ability to jump inside of another person's head and sense what they were
thinking. He didn't get clear visions,
only vague perceptions. As tempting as
it was to be inside her mind all the time, he hadn't done it to Grace.
Much.
He enjoyed having a
body. It felt good. He stood in front of the mirror, a towel
wrapped around his waist, sensing his body.
He could feel the muscles in his arm and shoulder flex as he brushed,
enjoyed the feel of the bristles against his teeth and tongue. He flexed his toes against the bathmat,
scrunching them into the thick pile, feeling his calves bunch. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes,
delighted at the various ways that the human body secreted by-products. Marvelous.
The delight in
feeling himself was interrupted by Grace opening the bathroom door, surprising
him. He turned to her, and gaped, undone
by what he saw.
She was standing
there, bleary-eyed, wearing nothing but a knit camisole and a pair of the
tiniest bikini panties he'd ever seen on a woman in the flesh. He was frozen, eyes wide, toothbrush in his
mouth, toothpaste foaming and dripping, looking like a rabid dog. He was aware of his groin muscles tightening,
his testicles shrinking abruptly.
Grace was frozen
too. He saw her jaw drop, framing her
wide luscious mouth in a perfect O. Her
blue eyes widened, and an attractive blush crawled up her chest to her cheeks. Her wide eyes traveled from his face down his
torso, to the towel wrapped around his waist before dropping to her feet, where
they began the climb up her own body.
She snapped her
mouth shut, and she began to sputter as realization dawned.
"I-I'm so
sorry. I should have knocked." Her hands went to cover herself. "I'm not used to a man living
here." Turning, she tossed over her
shoulder as she darted out of the bathroom, "I'll just use the other
one!"
Chuckling to
himself, Rafe looked down, noticing his erection, making a tent out of his
towel. The tightness in his groin should
have been a give away, but he'd been so taken aback by her appearance in the
doorway that he hadn't taken in the implications of his blood flow altering its
course from his testicles to other places.
Spitting out the
toothpaste and rinsing his mouth, Rafe whistled as he went into his room to
dress for the day. It would be exciting,
he was sure.
Keep being distracted by reading,
Urania
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