Title: Damaged
Author: Becca Vincenza
Release Date: Dec 2013
Cover Desginer: Airicka Mystical
Creations (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Airickas-Mystical-Creations/462373910480084 )
Genre: NA Paranormal
Warnings: Language, sexual content,
abuse and violence
Formats: eBook & paperback
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Synopsis:
There are some beings in this world, long thought to
be extinct. Some seek to protect them, others want control, but some . . . some are hell bent on their destruction.
Audrey was taken from her father, hidden away from
the world, and tortured for five years. She was rescued, but is she really
safe, or is there someone else waiting to betray her? Can she trust those who
saved her? Can she learn to accept who she really is?
Stone was on a routine mission to extract valuable
information from a rival clan of paranormals. Instead, he and his team find
something much more valuable: a scarred, damaged young woman who holds many
secrets, and whose power is beyond anything they could ever have imagined. There
is much more to Audrey than meets the eye and Stone is determined to protect
her.
Audrey and Stone are about to find out it’s hard to
know who to trust.
Author
Bio
Oh jeez…do you know how many people I told I didn’t
want to write this? So here is the one my friend made me:
Becca Vincenza lives in wonderful Michigan. She has
a love for Skittles, rainbows, Star Wars, *giggles* and Hot Men. She spends
time in her basement with Airicka... Apparently that's where the best ideas
come from.
Any who....she loves meeting new people, so feel
free to message her on Facebook and friend her on Goodreads!
Although her phone number will not be given out
because, well...she doesn't like heavy breathing.
So
a sort of serious one: For real, I am a geek. I grew up
watching Star Wars, and my father read Lord of the Rings to us, along with the C.
S. Lewis series. I love to write. In all honesty, it took me a lot of work to
get where I am today and I don’t regret a moment of it. Reading and writing are
honestly the best things ever. I couldn’t be happier that my parents put me
through so much extra help. Anyways! Me, me, me…. Huh…I love paranormal stuff…Love
it.
Excerpt:
“I deserved most of these scars. But…”
My hand went instinctively to touch the one on my face, but Stone’s hand was
already there, touching unflinchingly at the puckering, revolting scars.
“No, you didn’t deserve any of these
scars, especially these.” He leaned down and kissed each scar, length for
length. I closed my eyes against the sweet attack. While he was holding me
earlier, he laid me down now, his body lightly touching mine but never pressing
on me. When I opened my eyes, his were a deep purple looking back at me. “You
are the most stunning woman I have ever met.” He leaned down and kissed my lips
this time. I lifted slightly when it felt like he was going to pull away. My hands
moved to his hair. I understood why his hands had always sought out my hair,
even when I didn’t think he realized he was doing it. When we were at the cabin,
which felt like weeks before, we would be sitting on the deck and his hand
would be touching and lightly tugging strands of my hair. I never complained
because it placed me into this relaxed feeling. Now I was touching his hair,
feeling how it slipped past my fingers, leaving strange tingling feelings I
couldn’t stop.
Stone groaned and his body pushed
lightly onto mine. His lips left mine, and when I tried to follow, he nudged my
head back into place as he moved to kiss my scars again. He touched the damaged
part of my lips and I felt his tongue touch every ridge. I shivered violently.
I moved my head slightly so that I could kiss him back. He let me this time,
allowing me to control the kiss, to take it at my speed. I was nervous, but I
touched his lips with my tongue and he opened for me. I practically sighed when
the taste of him flooded in. I pulled away first, trying to get air.
“Gods, I don’t ever want to stop kissing
you.” Stone’s hand moved from my waist up. I squirmed lightly, feeling
uncomfortable memories surfacing. I tried to push them away, reminding myself
who I was with.
thank you sweetie <3
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