The final edits for 'Until The Stars Burn Cold' are done, which means that it will be here soon - Yay! I can't wait to share Jinn and Mia's story with you all. So in celebration I thought I would post a blurb and a little snippet.
Nicole x
Forbidden love. In ancient
Persia, in the town of Adwan, Jinn is ripped from his beloved Shuri’s side.
Jinn is cursed into a ring as punishment for daring to love the wrong woman.
Empires crumble, centuries pass and Jinn is still captive. That is until present
day antiques dealer, Mia Templeton accidentally releases him.
Mia stirred as a loud
rumble of thunder echoed over her house. She cracked open one eye ever so
slightly. A flash of lightning illuminated her bedroom wall. She relaxed back
into her soft mattress and closed her eyes. She was warm, comfortable and
content, and as sleep threatened to reclaim her once more she wondered if it
would be possible to reconnect with the delicious and vivid dream she had been
having. Parts of it were beginning to disappear and she tried to hold onto the
details.
There had been a man,
a beautiful man with wide shoulders and lovely brown eyes and he had been
kissing her. Mia let herself begin to drift, she was floating, barely conscious
of her surroundings as she snuggled deeper beneath her quilt. Yet there was a
nagging in the back of her brain that something was amiss. The edgy feeling
told her to wake up but her body rebelled and her breath began to deepen. She
reasoned that it was nothing to be concerned about; the dream coupled with the
oncoming storm had disturbed her and nothing more. That was until she felt a
large hand hook around her waist and pull her closer to a warm mass that
engulfed her back. Biting back a scream she pushed the hand away and flung
herself off the bed. She turned, faced the bed and fear, shock and amazement
blended together in a tight ball in her stomach as she saw that there was a man
in her bed.
A weak shaft of light
pierced the darkness and she could see he was lying on his side stretched out
on top of the quilt, with his arm flung across the bed. He was reaching for
where Mia had been dreaming only a moment or two ago. It was then that she
realized with a little relief that he was fully clothed. He wore long dark
green trousers tucked into soft leather boots that ran halfway up his calf and
a deep cream shirt under a leather jerkin.
Mia stumbled across
the corner of the room, grabbing the tall, metal floor lamp. She yanked at the
cord and pulled the plug out of the socket. The silk shade fell off and
rolled towards the door. Flicking on the bedroom light gave her a little comfort;
at least now she could see exactly what she was up against. She edged towards
the bed and looked down at her intruder.
She saw the way the
man’s chest softly rose and fell. His eyes were closed and his features were
relaxed. Feeling a little braver, Mia took one tentative step back towards the
bed and studied the stranger’s face. He was handsome, with high cheekbones and
a square jaw. His golden brown complexion was offset by his long dark hair.
Mia held the lamp in
front of her like a staff. Taking a deep breath, she wished her heart would
stop racing. She pushed the lamp forward and jabbed at the stranger’s shoulder.
“Who the hell are you and what are you doing
in my bed?”
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