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Violet Midnight
Violet Night, #1
ISBN: 9781937254810
Amazon Paper: http://amzn.to/TICHVl
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Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/obt-pEKwxT4
Book Blurb for Violet Midnight:
Let the Hunt begin….
Blending in with her college co-eds
proves difficult for vampire Hunter, Emma Martin, considering the mystical
tattoo on her wrist glows whenever Vamps are near. And after three months of
silence, the glow is back with a vengeance.
Jake Cunningham witnesses Emma, a
violet-eyed beauty, using unimaginable powers to fight off a fanged creature.
Finally, after two years of searching, he may have found out what he’s become—a
Hunter, like Emma.
Thankful for an ally in the fight
against the Vamps, Emma finds hope and comfort in Jake’s arms. As she learns
more about her new love’s family and its dark heritage, she may be forced not
only to hunt them but to sacrifice her life to save Jake’s soul.
“Rush
hooked me from page one! Fast-paced, gripping, this tale of vampire hunters is
full of action and suspense. A great read! Buffy had better watch out…Emma
Martin is one hunter to watch!” -Cynthia
Eden, National Best-selling Author
***A portion of all proceeds benefits cancer research and awareness***
Excerpt:
“What
am I? You mean what sorority am I? Or—”
“No.”
Jake crept forward until only three feet separated them. “I mean, what are you? Those three men…whatever
they were—”
Emma
let out the loudest, hopefully believable, fake laugh she could muster
considering the circumstances. He’d seen everything.
Mind-wipe
time.
“They
were just drunk dudes, knocked me in—”
“No
they weren’t. Look. It’s okay. I—things—I understand different.” Jake eyed the
partially closed door across the room. “You can trust me.”
Emma
huffed. Trust. Yeah, right. Two years ago, almost to the day, her life went
bonkers. Strange things happened to her after the crash that killed her
parents. She trusted no one, let alone a total and complete stranger.
No
matter how drawn to him she felt.
He seized
her wrist before she’d even registered he’d moved. Too distracted by his
dominating presence in the small room.
She
tugged at his grip, but he held fast.
Wait—was
that warmth? He cuffed her wrist with his strong, able fingers. The same
fingers that had caressed her spine so gently as she coughed half the pool from
her lungs.
Damn water.
She
hadn’t noticed any heat then, or when he had held her neck, maybe because of
wet clothes and hair. But now, there was no clothing, no water to obstruct the
direct skin-to-skin contact. It sent a dizzying heat up her forearm, over her
shoulder and straight to her chest.
She’d
not felt warmth—any fluctuation in temperature—in two years. Her lungs
tightened, forcing her to take small gasps for air. God she missed heat. She
missed cuddling. Missed human touch.
And he
wasn’t even asking about her cold skin.
Probably
assumed it was from the water. Didn’t matter. She let the tension roll out into
his grip and absorbed the sensual feelings penetrating her barriers. Just for a minute.
“Interesting
tattoo.” He turned her hand, exposing her wrist.
Damn,
she’d lost her watch in the water!
He
stood so close his breath whispered against her cheek. How could she smell a
heady, earthy scent emanating from him through the chlorine saturating his
clothing and hair?
“Does
it mean something?” he asked.
Emma
shook her head, too lost in his touch heating her blood to verbalize a
response. Not that she’d tell him it identified her as a Hunter, a protector
with kick-ass powers. Or that it appeared on her skin overnight, while she lay
in a hospital bed after the crash two years ago.
With
his free hand, he traced the arrow, and Emma’s legs morphed into wet noodles.
She leaned against the desk, not having realized she’d backed up so far.
Thankfully she had, because it kept her vertical.
What
was happening to her?
His
finger followed the pulsing blue vein to the crook of her elbow, up her arm
until his hand cupped her shoulder, all the while, he held her wrist tight with
his other hand. His already nearly black eyes darkened as the pupils ate up the
dark irises. His gaze shifted, and his tongue moistened his plump, completely
lickable bottom lip.
The
heat that’d ignited in her heart suddenly pooled in her belly—very low in her
belly.
He
leaned forward, mouth only inches from hers. Even his breath on her lips was
warm. Amazing. How could she feel warmth with his touch when she couldn’t with
any other person?
Need more.
“I saw
how strong you were. How you fought them off.” He stepped into her. “And this tattoo.
I’ve seen it before.”
Oh, God.
“It’s a
symbol of power. Apollo and Artemis.” His voice went husky.
“How do
you know that?”
“I know
a lot, Emma.” His hand followed the curve of her shoulder until he caressed the
nape of her neck. “Why’d you pick this mark to put on your skin?”
A wave
of heat stormed through her. “I didn’t choose it.” Emma licked her lips in
anticipation. “Woke up with it two years ago.”
She
stretched toward him, and the softest, warmest lips met hers. He tensed,
probably at the cool temperature of her skin, but she didn’t care. She only
craved his warmth. His touch.
So long
she’d been without.
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Author Bio and Links:
Driven to
write, Lynn Rush often sees her characters by closing her eyes watching their
story unfold in her mind. Lynn Rush is a pen name that is a combination of two
sources – Lynn, the first name of her mother-in-law, who passed away and Rush –
since the author is a former inline speed skater and mountain biker. All of
Rush’s books are dedicated to Lynn, her namesake, and a portion of the proceeds
benefits cancer research and awareness.
Rush
holds a degree in psychology from Southwest Minnesota State University and a
master's degree from the University of Iowa. Originally from Minneapolis, Rush
currently enjoys living in the Arizona sunshine by road biking nearly 100 miles
per week with her husband of 16 years and jogging with her two loveable
Shetland Sheep dogs.
Connect
with Lynn online
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This sounds like a really interesting book :) Looking forward to reading it!!
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