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Albert Camus

Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Reasons of his own - Love, Alchemy by Eden Ashley

18 + "Unexpected! Different! Mouth-watering hero with a kick-ass heroine!!! [...]
You MAY read this because you like fantasy; you SHOULD read this if you are always looking for great characters; but you MUST read this if you a ready for a change and would love to find the unexpected!" - Isabelle, Goodreads

Description:

Daveigh Little is preparing for college, planning to leave behind the tiny hick town she’s spent her entire life in once and for all. But plagued by troubles at home and school, Daveigh makes a series of bad choices that land her in hot water with a local kingpin.
Suddenly, people around her are dying and Daveigh finds herself on the run.

And then there’s Ethan. Fresh out of the academy, Ethan Remington represents the authority Daveigh has come to despise, but she is inexplicably drawn to the handsome rookie of few words.

From the first moment she laid eyes on him, Daveigh knew Ethan was different. She just didn’t realize how different.

Reasons of his own have led Ethan into the tangled strands of danger within the town of Harpey…but those reasons aren’t nearly as mysterious as Ethan’s origins or the irresistible passion between them. 

EXCERPT




TOUR SCHEDULE


 Remington
The rusted chains squeaked in rhythm with the swing’s low arc. Somewhere in the distance, a raven cawed. Leaves fluttered about in a crisp breeze, adding soft whispers to the existing melody. Davey sat and let momentum propel her higher, trying to quell the thunder inside her mind as she thought of how things used to be.
Palmer hadn’t taken her home. Davey would never allow that. Instead, he dropped her off at the old, abandoned home of a dead woman who everyone in town used to love. A trail in the backyard twisted through the woods for about a mile and then ended in Resting Pines, a trailer park containing over a dozen single-wide mobile homes all in desperate need of repair. Every day, just as dark started to fall, Davey abandoned her thoughts and the swing set to take the path to trailer number six.
“Hello.”
She hadn’t heard anyone walk up, so when the male voice called out the low greeting, Davey was startled. She turned around, saw the navy blue uniform, and almost bolted. Her eyes narrowed in recognition, but she didn’t relax. “No one’s breaking the law around here,” she said. “You can go away.”
The cop kept walking toward her. His mirrored aviators hung from his shirt pocket, so this time, Davey could see his eyes. They were a deep grey and reminded her of a sky considering a heavy rain. He was fairly tall. It was easy to see that his uniform hid a well-muscled body, one that probably looked damn hot naked. Had Remington not represented the type of authority Davey loathed, she might have considered him good-looking.
Losing interest, she turned in the swing. The cop was unwelcome, so Davey intended to ignore him. If he didn’t take the hint and go, she would. It was getting close to dark anyway.
Again, his voice broke through her thoughts. “What is a creeper?”
Davey started to spin around until she realized Remington was already in front of her. “Dude, what’s your problem?”
“As of right now, all systems are functioning normally.”
“You sound like a freaking robot.”
Laughing easily, Remington crouched down. It put him below eye-level, since she was still sitting in the swing. “Sorry.” He ran a hand through a high-fade of thick, dark brown hair. “I’m straight out of officer training. Before that it was military school. I may seem a bit stiff at times.”
Davey nodded slowly. “You’re a rookie.”
“Yes.”
“Great.” She pasted an unfriendly smile onto her face. “That’s exactly what this town needs.”
“I sense you are being sarcastic.”
“Wow. You’re probably going to make detective soon.”
For a moment, his brow creased in confusion. Then Remington looked away. Davey regretted making fun of him. He really didn’t seem like a bad guy. “Look,” she said, “it’s nothing personal. Today has just been kind of tough. That’s all.”
“Today has been rough for me as well. The department likes to have fun with the new kids.”
Glancing at the sky, Davey stood up. It was time to go. Officer Remington got to his feet as well. His grey eyes held her in place. “I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
She studied him for a long time. “A creeper is someone who does weird stuff like watch people sleep or bring up crazy stuff normal people wouldn’t talk about.”
He grinned. “Or stares at someone for extended periods of time?”
Maybe Remington wasn’t so clueless. Davey resisted the smile tugging at her mouth. “Yeah,” she replied shortly and started walking toward the trail.
“What’s your name?” he called.
Davey turned but kept walking backward. “If I meet you again, I’ll tell you.”
She had no idea she would see Officer Remington again before the night ended.



About the author:
After graduating first in her class at the University of Smartassery, Eden moved to a small, sunny town in SC where thunderstorms have inspired her best ideas. When not daydreaming about her next novel, Eden can be found curled up with a musty old paperback and a cup of coffee...or mired deeply in her next plot to take over the world. She enjoys reading or watching anything with supernatural elements, so writing paranormal and fantasy is a natural fit. 

Her Amazon Bestselling series begins with DARK SIREN, a suspenseful paranormal romance that possesses a unique mythology--having gained praise from Publisher's Weekly for it's passion and complexity. Banewolf, Blood Chained, and Primed Son complete the saga.


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4 comments:

Jan Lee said...

Nice excerpt. Would love to read this and find out more about the rookie cop and the girl with a boys's name, grins

Ally Swanson said...

This book sounds like a very interesting and intriguing read! Looking forward to checking it out!

Eden Ashley said...

Thanks for hosting today!

Edye Nicole said...

Sounds so good! :)

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