Synopsis
Unexpected,
Book Four
Ash’s
life hasn’t been the best so far. Mated to a man he hates, he
resigns himself to his fate of being abused. When his mate kidnaps
the highly pregnant Alex, they become friends, and to Ash’s
surprise, Alex’s rescuer saves him as well. Now he can start a new
life, but it’s going to be a lonely one, due to his visible and
invisible scars.
D didn’t
seek out a man, but one look at Ash and he’s head over heels in
love. But Ash needs to work through his issues before he can see D’s
love for him. Slowly, Ash learns to trust D, but with their growing
feelings, other strange phenomena appear. What’s up with lights
turning on without Ash touching the switch and doors opening on their
own? Is something dangerous happening and threatening their
blossoming love? Or is it something else altogether?
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Excerpt
The door opened and a nurse stuck her head inside. “I’m sorry, but you have to leave in a couple of minutes. Visiting time is over. He needs his rest now. You can come back tomorrow.” She smiled.
D nodded.
“Thank you. Give me just a second, okay? Then I’ll be gone.”
“Of
course.” She closed the door behind herself, leaving them
alone.
D slowly
extended his hand and ran the tips of his fingers over Ash’s white
cheek as he whispered, “Please, if you can hear me, come back to
us. You’re free now. We brought you to safety, and if you wake up
now, you can start a new life.”
He sighed.
It was useless. Either Ash would make it, or he wouldn’t. If the
damage was too extensive, then good words wouldn’t help either. But
D refused to think of it that way. Ash would make
it through. Period.
With a last
longing look to the bed, D stood, stretched his back, winced at the
pain running through his arm, and stepped toward the door. He’d be
back tomorrow to see how Ash was doing.
He bit back
a yawn. First, he needed a nap, though. His phone beeped, alerting
him of an incoming text. D pulled it out of his pocket and opened the
message from Anthony: Alex made it through surgery and he
and the baby are well.
He smiled.
It would’ve devastated them all if Alex or the baby would’ve
died. D sent a quick text to Sam, congratulating him, and then he
left the intensive care unit of the small private clinic. Thank the
heavens for Dr. Brown. Without him and his hospital for paranormals
and vampires, neither Alex nor Ash would’ve had a chance of
surviving the night.
About the
Author
Chris
McHart lives in Germany, with her husband, slave, Dom, partner in
crime, and muse (all in one person, not even she’s that kinky!).
She loves her husband, men in kilts and Scotch Whisky. Her idea of a
perfect evening is to curl up with her laptop and write (the other
options are not suitable to post in public).
Visit her
blog or friend her on Facebook, where you can join her author
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