I’m steadily working on Solstice Quartet book 2, and I’m having so much fun with it that I NEEDED to share a snippet. This is totally unedited, but I think it’s worth the read. Hope you enjoy Amy and Marrok as much as I do.
He followed her up the stairs to a narrow hallway with doors lining either side and took in the scent of her, like summer and spice. Damn the swans for being this beautiful.
“I have to say, I’m a bit surprised you found me here.” She opened her door, revealing a modest room with a cream-colored wrought iron bed and floral furnishings. From the looks of things, she hadn’t unpacked much. Good. Maybe she’d already decided to leave.
The click of a gun being cocked didn’t escape his notice. “The fuck are you, really?”
At the sight of the muzzle trained on him, he considered his options. Telling her the truth seemed the safest, yet worst, route possible. Lying would probably piss her off. He didn’t want to return to Max in a body bag. Combining the two might work if he spun his story well enough. “A friend.”
“A stalker friend? Sorry, mate. Not buying the bullshit. Let’s try again.” She stepped closer. “Who. The fuck. Are you?”
“If you’ll put the gun down, I will tell you. But right now you’re being a bit irrational.”
A harsh laugh filled the room. “You’ve got to be shitting me. You’re the stalker. One person knows I’m here, and you decidedly do not resemble her. So either you spill the truth, or I spill your guts. Either one.”
“Fine. You want the truth? I’m supposed to kill you.”
If her spine went any more rigid, it’d snap. “Kill me, eh?”
“Yes. I’d prefer not to do that, though.”
“What would you prefer to do?”
“Before I tell you, I’d really like for you to put the gun down.”
She shook her head. “The moment I do, you could try to kill me. And rest assured, you would only try. You wouldn’t succeed.” The light of an idea filled her eyes. “Plus, I don’t know you’re not carrying a weapon, yourself. Yet.”
“Planning to frisk me?”
“No. I can’t let down my guard. You’re going to strip.”
Ember only wants two things out of life: to be reunited with her sisters, and to see people come back to her café. Catering to people she never sees again, she experiences a loneliness that can’t be filled. As one of the last Whakamanu—a descendant of the Maori bird-god Tane—she has to hold on to the secrets of her tribe. Family first.
Gourmet TV personality Austin Garten, host of the popular show Back Road Eats, needs more in his life than Breadbasket America grilling. He’s tired of the safe routes, the easy and dependable foods that the Network loves to display. When his RV breaks down in Wyoming, and he learns about Kai, a Maori restaurant outside of Casper, his interest is piqued. Once he meets the proprietor, he realizes he’s wants more than just her food. He wants her.
Ember isn’t too sure. The Solstice, the Maori New Year, is fast approaching, and with the heat in her kitchen ratcheting up, she knows she can’t keep her secret for much longer. But will Austin be able to accept her? Or will her secret drive them apart?
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Author Bio: Catherine Peace has been telling stories for as long as she could remember. She often blames two things for her forays into speculative fiction—Syfy (when it was SciFi) channel Sundays with her dad and The Island of Dr. Moreau by HG Wells. She graduated in 2008 from Northern Kentucky University with a degree in English and is still chasing the dream of being super rich and famous, mostly so she can sit around in her PJs all day and write stories. When not being a slave to the people in her head, she’s a slave to two adorable dogs.
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