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Blind Spot
Jo Richardson
Paranormal Romance, Suspense, Mystery
Out December 15, 2020
ISBN: 9798686197770
Number of pages: 498
Cover Artist: Jada D’Lee Designs

 

How do you stay out of someone’s life when it flashes before your eyes on a daily basis?
 
Sydney Fallon has spent her entire life seeing things before they happen.
Tucker Chase is no exception. He’s not looking for any new friends when he rolls into town. He’s not looking for anything but a way to escape his past.
But how do you stay out of someone’s life when you see it flashing before your eyes on a daily basis?

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Excerpt
 
At water’s edge, I try to let the cool evening breeze wash away my anxieties. I barely hear myself or understand myself as I say the words I’m asked to repeat.
 
Two words, for sure, I know by heart.
 
By my heart.
 
“I do.”
 
You may now kiss your bride.
 
There’s a lingering kiss, a wandering hand. He’s as needy as I am and I smile against his lips for letting himself feel it.
 
Clapping and cheering, teasing and laughter erupt all around us as we turn and face the world together. The scattered faces of all our friends are a blur, but I can tell they’re happy to take part in the ceremony.
 
Happy for us.
 
A declaration of matrimony is made, then we’re hurrying through the small crowd.
 
People toss rice; they blow bubbles.
 
The rest of it, I hardly remember.
 
The dance.
 
The kiss.
 
The cake.
 
It’s all in fast forward. 
 
I hope someone’s getting it on video.
 
The car ride at the end of the night is as swift as it’s not even happening. 
 
I watch landscapes speed by, clouds swirl.
 
My mind wanders.
 
Three words bring me back to him.
 
“You’re mine now.” His voice is low and vulnerable, rough and sultry.
 
I always was.
 
A soft glow shimmers from a window as we pull up to our new home and I shiver from anticipation.
 
He whisks me into his arms. He carries me across the threshold. He gazes at me with nothing but adoration.
 
His smile is disarming. His lips even more so as they travel along my jaw, underneath the soft curls that dangle against the back of my neck, then finally, near the upward tilted corners of my mouth.
 
He’s everywhere.
 
Soft fabrics fill the bedroom. Against the windows, on the floor, in our bed. Deep purples and reds. Sheer curtains ripple from the breeze like they’re reaching out to me.
 
Candles flicker and dance. Their scents romanticize the mood, as though it needs any help.
 
“I want you,” he murmurs.
 
You have me. Forever.
 
Clothes are gone in an instant. He hovers over me, trailing soft, tender, needy kisses. He follows a map of some sort to my lips.
 
The backs of his fingers graze my skin. Along the dip between my breasts, then my belly, between my legs, stopping when I squirm and giggle.
 
Wrinkles crease at the edges of his eyes as he grins down at me. My heart wants to burst.
 
Oh, the intensity in that smile.
 
I know him.
 
Better than he knows himself.
 
“I’ll always protect you,” he promises.
 
I believe him.
 
His fingers trace. They tease. They dip. They do things I’ve never known fingers can do.
 
I gasp from the overwhelming bliss of it all.
 
“So good,” he whispers in my ear. The stubble from his beard scratches lightly against my cheek.
 
I agree. “So good.”
 
Soft, desperate hums raise flesh along my shoulders, down my back. Experienced hands guide my body, leaving me breathless underneath him.
 
“I will always love you.”
 
I’ll hold you to that.
 
He presses himself against me, and I meet him, hungry for more.
 
Then I beg him to stay.
 
He answers like he always does.
 
“I can’t.”
 
Not again.
 
The beginnings of loss prick at the corners of my eyes. I hold on to him for dear life. I can’t stifle the sounds that escape me as his strong arms surround me, making promises I know better than to hold true.
 
Colors fade.
 
Soft touches subside.
 
Scents diminish.
 
And then he’s gone.
 
xxx
 
 
My eyes flutter open. I wipe away the tears.
 
My thighs tighten and I throb between them as consciousness creeps back.
 
I breathe in and out. I roll to my side. I sigh as morning glints through the trees.
 
I try to recall details, but it’s useless.
 
I can never quite make out his face, only the sound of his voice. What I imagine it sounds like, anyway. Just thinking about it now makes me shiver underneath the covers.
 
It’s been haunting me for weeks.
 
Every time, he sweeps me off my feet. Every time, he loves me. Every time, he leaves me.
 
“Ugh.”
 
“Sydney!” Even from down the stairs and out the door, I can hear my grandmother calling me, as clear as if she’s in my room.
 
I force myself out of the warmth of my bed with a stretch and a yawn. No need to check the time. Gran is my alarm clock.
 
I peer down at her from my window and watch her for a moment. She’s always told me to listen to my subconscious, to try and hear what it’s telling me, but honestly, even I have to laugh as I think about it.
 
What can a reoccurring sex scene be trying to tell me other than, “you really need to get laid”?
 
She catches me spying down at her, and Gran summons me in her typical way. Two fingers placed strategically inside her lips, then a whistle that’s louder than those old air raid sirens from back in the fifties.
 
I roll my eyes but smile. I wave to her to let her know I’ll be down soon to help with breakfast. Then I push the imaginary stranger out of my thoughts and head for the shower, feeling silly.
 
After all, it was just a dream.

 

About the Author:

A FanAddict of worlds inside big screens, small screens, and books.

A superhero geek who grew up in Maryland with four siblings, three parents and an endless number of cousins within the vicinity – but it was too cold up North for this thin blooded girl. Today, Jo lives in Florida with her two girls and a husband who shares her same sense of humor and basic take on life as they know it.

Sometimes, she even creates her own worlds.

Dabbling in both contemporary and the paranormal, Jo writes stories with mystery, suspense, humor, action, romance, and anything else she can think up.

 

 

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The only thing more dangerous than their love? Thinking they might actually survive it…

Elspeth Lennox arranges the Natura world’s most powerful unions every day. But her own love life? That’s way more complicated. Her bloodline (and lack of elemental powers) ensures that she won’t get a fairy tale ending. A mutually beneficial arranged marriage is probably the best she can do. And she’s mostly OK with that…until she meets her inconveniently sexy new bodyguard.

Fire elemental Aleron Foussé will have his revenge. Protecting Elspeth will give him the cover he needs to finally bring down his father’s murderer. Elspeth is just a pawn. He knows that. But knowing doesn’t stop him from wanting. Love, family…things he hasn’t dreamed of in years. Now he wants it all. He wants her. Too bad a union between them is as forbidden as it is ill-timed…

Enemies are circling. The threat of civil war looms large. Only one thing is certain—there’s a lot more at stake than Elspeth and Aleron’s happily ever after. Because when all is said and done, lives will be lost.

They can only hope it’s not theirs…

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Sloane Calder has been an accountant for transformers (not the cool kind), paint ovens, and lingerie before becoming a marketer for baked goods, mincemeat, soft drinks, and fertilizer.

An avid reader all her life, she still thinks there’s no better escape than a good book, especially if hot heroes and superpowers are involved.

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Teaser Reveal: Cursed, by N. Isabelle Blanco

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CURSED
by N. Isabelle Blanco
Release Date: January 12th

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Blurb:
“They sent you here to kill me, but that’s not what you’re here to do. You’re here to own me . . .”

I let my blood hit that contract—thought it was a joke.

Later, I convinced myself it was a hallucination.

Truth is, I sold my soul.

“I awoke surrounded by death. It wasn’t long until I realized it’d all been by my hand . . . and my teeth.”

They call themselves The Bestowers.

They’ll give you the world, but it’ll come at a price.

And before they send their assassins after you, they’ll bring out the monstrous darkness within.

You’ll kill and destroy every bit of the gift they gave you, leaving nothing behind in your wake.

My time is up and they’ve chosen their most dangerous murderer to end my miserable life.

“I dreamt of her before I met her. I saw her. Tasted her. She’s a stain on my insides I can never erase.”

Her destiny isn’t to kill me, but she will own my soul.

I would’ve been better off dying by her hellish flames.

 

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About the Author:
N. Isabelle Blanco is the Amazon Bestselling Author of the Allure Series, the Need Series with K.I.Lynn, and many others. At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.

That is, until coffee came a long and took over everything else.

Nowadays, N. spends most of her days surviving the crazy New York rush and arguing with her characters every ten minutes or so, all in the hopes of one day getting them under control.

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