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I Want To Thank:
Extasy Books for this opportunity,
Martine Jardin for making the cover,
my husband for making everything possible, helping me reach my dream and just
being my best friend,
those who supported, encouraged and helped and those who have read or will soon
read this book.
The Story Behind The Story:
Welcome to the
story that earned its name after it was complete. A Heart's Chance was my eighth submission,
acceptance and contract that found a home as part of the Tarot Series.
Thought of in
late 2006, it was written, submitted, accepted, contracted in December 2006,
published in Month 2006.
I
love the idea of an angel as a hero and decided this sweet seraph would prove
his worth as he
leaves
the celestial realm to hunt for his soul mate.
Story Meaning:
Cáel discovers an irresistible Marija
as fate closes in.
Story Introduction:
The needed time to find his lost soul mate short as
the seraph leaves his celestial realm in search of love, Cáel finds his
gentle patience tested. Angry and losing ground in the battle for her heart,
Marija is too stubborn to surrender, but her fate is sealed in the war
waging around her. Mikeli is a fallen seraph who knows paradise is what you
make it as the young celestials face their destiny. Can Cáel save Marija
before mortality rips his wings from his shoulders and exiles them both to
death?
The Hero:
Six foot one, muscled and bearing three sets of wings,
Cáel is a seraph with a light tan complexion, silver eyes and waist length
platinum hair.
The Heroine:
Five foot two, curvy and a pawn in the game of men,
Marija is headstrong with a subtle tan complexion, emerald green eyes and
waist length black hair.
Tarot Series
Special Mention:
Bo Perkins for
immeasurable patience, exquisite teaching, remarkable skill and
extraordinary talent.
Melynda and Garrett for being the readers who endured all.
What's Been Said:
Reviews
Readers
Log Line:
Blinded by light is preferable to blinded darkness.
Sexual Warnings:
This book contains the following sexual activity:
M/F straight sex, M/F oral sex, one very short-nondescript anal scene.
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BLURB
In his search, Mikeli learns the heart that belongs to him is
wrongly taken. He loses all claims to the heavenly realm for his
failure to reunite their celestial souls. Into his world comes
another heart, his own daughter, who lives under his protection
until the seraph who holds claim to her comes forward.
Marija loves her father, but her mother’s spiteful words haunt her
as time promises her no escape from her inevitable part in the games
of men.
His
soul tugged at by death, Cáel nears the end of his hunt until a
black stallion races through the snow and delivers his heart into
his grasp. His search ends, but her ways are set and his chances are
slim. Can Cáel save Marija before they’re both exiled to mortality?
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TEASER
EXCERPT
Marija froze.
Her unresponsive father lay in a heap on the floor while blood
flowed from numerous wounds across his shirtless body. “Father?”
“There now,
sweet girl.” Juris crossed the floor and cupped her chin. “Your
mother should be here any minute.”
She jerked
back from the gauntleted hand. “I did not think…” Her gaze settled
on an older warrior, not the attractive young prince.
The invader
grinned wryly. “Expecting someone else? Didn’t know I had
competition.”
Ilona yanked
loose of her escort and strode off the last step. “What’s the
meaning of this?”
Juris bowed.
“I came to make an alliance and it seems you now hold said decision
since your husband is… inconvenienced, my lady.” He slipped his
forefinger under his intended’s chin and pushed closed her jaw.
“Your daughter seems rather surprised, Lady Ilona.”
She shot a
look at her bleeding and unconscious husband on the floor. “Not so
unlike the past. My daughter fails to understand the concept of
negotiations, my lord. What do you offer?”
The draw of
his dagger stealthy, the invader stepped closer. “You fail to
recognize me.” He chuckled and, in the blink of an eye, held her by
the neck. “My father sired me about two months before forced to
marry you. You stole him from my mother. She asked me to slit your
throat as her revenge.”
“Stop! Please,
stop.” Marija struggled against the grip of the man behind her back.
Juris strode
over. “Give me one good reason.”
“I have none.”
“Hmmm.” The
invader trailed the tip of his dagger over her chemise on a path
between her full breasts then pivoted and crossed the floor to the
stronghold master.
Marija
lunged forward, but failed to break free of her captor. “No! Don’t.
Please, I beg you, not my father.”
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