-Grab your current read
-Open to a random page
-Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page. (I splurged again and did more than 2)
-BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn't give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
-Share the title & author, too, so that other Teaser Tuesday participants can add the book to their TBR lists if they like your teasers!
Author: Kristie Cook
Publisher: Ang'dora Productions, LLC, 393 Pages (April 5th, 2013)
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NOTE: This is a "New Adult" novel. Due to mature content this title is recommended for ages 17+
Synopsis: When Life Falls to Pieces, Answers Lie in the Space Between
After a month-long dance tour through Italy, 20-year-old Leni Drago returns to Georgia to care for her great-uncle, only to find him gone, the home they shared empty and any evidence he ever existed wiped out. All that’s left is a journal she can’t open.
Jeric Winters has been searching for a piece of his past for over a year, only to reach a dead-end in Georgia. When an urgent and magnetic pull draws him out of his hotel room, he comes face-to-face with the beautiful dancer who’s been haunting his dreams day and night.
Jeric’s one to stay away from—a bad-boy, hit-it-and-quit-it type—but Leni can’t escape the fervent feelings between them. As their own existences begin to crumble around them and shadowy forms that are more monsters than men attack, they realize there’s more to the connection between them than physical fascination.
To solve the riddle their lives have become, they must embark on a journey that requires them to face their pasts and release their true souls. And they must do it fast—dark ones from another world are closing in, intent on killing them. Permanently.
The music took control, and I moved to it in the tiny space, dancing on the futon mattress up front where Jeric had slept, spinning in the kitchenette, using the table as a prop. My muscles loosened. My mind went blank. My soul lost itself in the music and the movement. This was exactly the release I needed. Jeric ran to relieve stress; I danced. The space wasn't big enough, though. After a luscious move with my legs and hips I'd used often in the club, I did a half-pirouette to the door to find more space outside.
And I froze mid-movement.
Jeric stood in the doorway. Well, actually, he leaned against the jamb, his arms crossed and the screen door propped against his bare shoulder. This blue eyes smoldered as he stared at me, a sunray glinting off his brow ring. How long had he been watching? Why did he look like that? Was it the music? He could probably feel it, especially as loud as I had it. And me dancing and enjoying something he could never hear again had to be salt in his wounds.
"I'm sorry," I signed before reaching behind me to turn it off.
He shook his head, and my hand paused in mid-air.
"Don't stop," he signed, but I stood there, feeling self conscious as he continued to watch me. -- Leni & Jeric, Page 146
About the Author:
Kristie Cook is a lifelong writer in various genres, from marketing communications to fantasy fiction. Besides writing, she enjoys reading, cooking, traveling and riding on the back of a motorcycle. She has lived in ten states, but currently calls Southwest Florida home with her husband, three teenage sons, a beagle and a puggle. She can be found at www.KristieCook.com.
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