“Midnight
Dawn straps you in from the beginning and whisks you away on an emotional,
breath-taking ride of romance, fantasy, and good vs. evil. It's magic.” --Naima
Simone, author of the SECRETS AND SINS series
Midnight Dawn (The Mortal Machine
#2)
Release Date: August 4th,
2014
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Her soul remembers his touch, even if she doesn’t.
With only three days until the wraith king turns the earth
into an all-you-can-eat buffet, Addison Beckett is forced to enlist brooding
sentinel Asher Green’s help to unlock the Mortal Machine. According to
the founder, all she has to do is find the sanctuary—the same sanctuary she
can’t remember because Asher erased her memories.
Trying to save humanity while navigating Asher’s lies is a royal
pain. But the more time she and Asher spend
together, the harder her soul tries to remind her what else he’s made
her forget—that he loves her, wants her, needs her.
When
she’s trapped by the wraith king and forced to pick who will stand by her in
the coming battle, Addison is faced with an impossible choice: the sentinel she
loves who refuses to love her back, or a powerful stranger who insists they’re
meant to be together. Her decision will determine the fate of humanity, and
once decided, can’t be undone.
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~~~oOo~~~
Excerpt:
I handed the sarcophagus over to Kyle. As Asher boosted me
up, something creaked on the far side of the room. He jerked me down again as
Kyle ducked back outside, and I ended up with my back against the wall behind a
display case with Asher’s tense body pancaking mine.
Oh. My. God. I might have squealed if there’d been any air
left in the room. I wiggled my hands up between us and pressed my trembling
palms against the forbidden land, half blind with the pyrotechnics going off in
me. Not now, body. Off-limits. Proper girls do not poach other girls’ guys.
Please, for the love of God, do not sigh or make any ridiculous sounds.
A spark of familiarity lit up behind my lids, which had closed,
as if my fingers had once explored the lay of his spectacular landscape and
knew every rise and fall. But he’d never let me get that close to him before,
except when he’d carried me to my bed last night. That had to be it, but why had
it stirred such an emotional rush for me now? Maybe it was the adrenaline.
I couldn’t keep my fingers from crawling up into his hair.
Just as I’d always imagined, it was the best damn thing I’d ever touched. Thick
and soft, cool on my skin, the satin threads tickled as they gave way to my
stroking. So good. No drug could ever suck out my anxiety and fear and fill me
with such utter peace. I could have stayed there for hours, until I knew every
strand by touch alone, which way it waved, especially the ones that curved
around his ear on his left side.
He made a choked sound, thrusting me out of my tactile wet
dream and back to reality. I cracked my lids open and ran head-on into his
demon stare, which seemed nuclear bright in the dim lighting. Oh yeah. Bad
guys. Trouble. Yep, head in the game, Addy. Jesus.
I gave an awkward smile, and mouthed sorry. Thank goodness
my energy storm hadn’t come out to light me up—as much as I could without a
conduit. Nothing like a glowing beacon to draw the bad guys right to us. Then
again, I was the Darkside Sun, so it was only a matter of time before they followed
their senses right to me. Dammit, we needed to get out of here before I ended
up getting Asher killed.
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About
Jocelyn Adams:
Jocelyn
is an office grunt by day and creator of romance and adventure by night. Born a
farmer’s daughter with a vivid imagination, she spent her childhood dreaming up
stories.
With no formal training, she relied on the honest feedback of her writing group
to take her from that first short story all the way to THE END of her first
novel. She now has five published novels and has recently signed a 3-book deal
with Entangled Publishing.
When she isn’t slinging words, you can find her shooting her bow or enjoying
the serenity of family life in her little house in the woods.
