Monday, 9 July 2012

Book Tour and Giveaway!


Hey everyone!

So today is my day for the the book tour stop of Betrayed by Ednah Walters. (Click the title to check out my review), and I have something special for you guys.

First here is all the info of blogs participating and make sure to get the giveaway!

a Rafflecopter giveaway


Now, for my special part in the book tour I got you all a deleted scene from Betrayed!


Check it out:


BEFORE THE PARTY

Outside the pit, Bran waited on the opposite wall, his arms crossed. In white dress shirt and black slacks, his hair wet as though he just stepped out of the shower, he looked gorgeous.
Something shifted in my chest when he gave me a slow, easy smile.
That smile. It ought to come with a warning label that read, lethal. I grinned back, suddenly feeling unsure of what to say or do.
“Come here.” He beckoned me with his finger.
I took the few steps that brought me into his personal space. His scent teased my senses and his warmth leaped across the space separating us to envelope me. I swallowed and stared at the pulse beating furiously at the base of his neck.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he said fervently.
My heart squeezed. I looked up into his smoldering emerald green eyes. “You’ll never,” I vowed, wanting to kiss and hold him. “I’m so sorry for the car thing and the bolts, and forbidding you to come to my room,” I whispered, speaking fast.
He smiled, lifting my chin with his finger. Gently, he brushed his lips across mine in a whisper of a caress. We exchanged a breath, so sweet and intoxicating.
“None of that is important now,” he said.
“But it is. I shouldn’t—”
He cut me off, our lips meshing like two parts of a whole. The yin and yang. I flung my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, getting lost in his kiss. Tingling sensations shot from my lips to every part of my body. Goosebumps spread on the surface of my skin, but underneath, heated blood accelerated through my veins. I had no idea how much I’d missed him until now.
“I don’t want to fight anymore,” he whispered when his lips eased off mine.
“Me too.” I burrowed in his neck, inhaling his scent.
He cradled the back of my head and held me tight. “Give me a little time and I’ll explain everything.”
I nodded even though I wanted to protest. Maybe one day I’d explain to him keeping secrets destroyed trust. And we couldn’t have a meaningful relationship without trust. “Okay.”
He sighed, kissed my temple and whispered, “We’d better go.”
He turned and led me toward the foyer. I stayed glued to his side like a Siamese twin, one arm around him. There was so much I wanted to share with him, but for now, I was content being close to him.
“Are you ready for tonight?” he asked.
I sighed. “Not really. I keep imagining things going wrong. What if he doesn’t call? What if I’m not able to ID the medium? I had a horrible dream last night that he didn’t call yet all my human friends went crazy.”
Bran pressed his lips on my temple. “Don’t worry. He’ll call. From what Remy and the others told me last night, he’s desperate to connect with you.” We entered the foyer and he stopped, causing me to do the same. “Do you mind if I sit in your Psi class?”
For a moment, I stared blankly at him. Then it dawned on me. I’d been so preoccupied with the party I’d completely forgotten about talking to Mrs. D’s psi students. The rotunda was deserted when it usually brimmed with students. I spied Mrs. D through the glass pane on the door. My stomach clenched.
“I have no idea what to tell them,” I whispered. “And I still have to go home and change.”
“Why?” Bran gave me a once over. “You look perfect the way you are.”
I grinned. He said the nicest things. I’d missed that. “Could you tell Mrs. D I’ll be there in,” I looked at my watch, “five minutes. I really must change.”
“Okay, but don’t worry too much about it,” he said as I ran toward the entrance. “Just be yourself.”
Easy for him to say. He was a natural-born leader. Except for a few minutes when my impulsive nature got the best of me, I was content being a follower. I disappeared through the door then teleported home.
A quick change of shirts, splash of cold water on my face and quick brush of my hair, and I should be ready. Or so I told myself. Instead, I felt like I was about to face a room full of demons. I can do this. They are about a dozen students…all are my age mates…I have no reason to prove anything to them…
I repeated the same words as I teleported back to the Academy and dragged my feet to the door. The pep talk didn’t help. Frogs did jumping jacks in my stomach. I took a deep breath to quell them and exhaled slowly. Visible through the glass pane was Bran in front of the class. I couldn’t hear what he said or see most of the students, but the ones visible were laughing. How I wished I had his confidence.
He must have sensed my presence, because he came to the door and opened it. “You’ll be fine,” he whispered. “Just be yourself. I’ll be in the back, so if you get nervous, focus on me as you talk.”
Hope you all enjoyed it and make sure to checkout the other stops along for the book tour!
And I will be participating in another special event for The Guardian Legacy series. Stay tuned!

Photobucket

No comments:

Post a Comment

LinkWithin

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...