Romantic Reads in February by Mae Clair
Valentine’s Day may have shuffled past, but the month of romance is far from over. February overflows with bouquets of roses, boxes of chocolates, sparkling jewelry and sugary hearts. Whether you’re in the chilly northeast like me and want to cuddle up with your guy, or enjoying warm weather in a breezy climate, it’s easy to get swept up in all things romantic.
I love a romance with an HEA, especially if it comes with a guy who makes me swoon and a heroine who leaves me cheering. I worked hard to create characters who would live up to those ideas in my paranormal/time travel romance, WEATHERING ROCK.
My hero, Caleb DeCardian, is a former colonel for the Union Army during the Civil War. He’s a man accustomed to being in charge, who is used to and having others respond to his orders without question.Shortly after the Battle of Gettysburg, he’s transported to the 21st Century by a shower of ball lightning. When the novel opens, he’s already been living in the present for three years, hunting for the man who doomed him to life as a werewolf.
For someone who thrives on control, Caleb finds himself at the whim of a curse he’s powerless to resist--while facing the challenges of a new and confusing century. He has a highly defined sense of right and wrong; is noble at heart, but conflicted by what he’s become.
Then he meets Arianna Hart, my heroine, and suddenly he’s battling a different set of feelings. Romantic feelings. The path to true love and an HEA is never smooth, but these two have enormous odds stacked against them!
If you’re intrigued by my description, I hope you’ll consider adding WEATHERING ROCK to your romantic-reads list. Here’s an excerpt to whet your appetite.
That strange luminescent glow glinted on the surface of his eyes, flaringpure silver when he looked at her. “I was studying the moon.”
She wasn’t certain she wanted to venture in that direction. Moonlight and ahandsome man were a notoriously fatal combination. “I’ve always thought full moonswere magical.”
He gave a skeptical snort. “It’s not full, it only looks that way. It’s already startedto wane. You just can’t tell by the naked eye.” He tugged at his collar. Sweat clung to hischeeks, prompting him to thumb open another button on his shirt.
The inky material gaped on his chest. A traitorous part of her mind wonderedwhat it would be like to free the remaining buttons. She could almost feel the heatedtouch of his flesh beneath her fingertips as she slowly worked her way to his waist.Disturbed, she jerked her hand from his. A hot flush crept up her neck.
“You can tell the difference?” She shot a doubtful glance at the moon. It made her
think of long-ago legends: fairy glades, nameless winged creatures and werewolves.
“The moon and I are well acquainted.”
He leaned into the banister, his leg casually brushing hers. She tensed at theinformal contact, surprised when it streaked through her like a bolt of lightning. Weak-kneedand stunned, she tried to retreat.
“Annie, don’t go--” Caleb caught her hand.
“Don’t call me that.”
“It suits you.” Towering over her, he stepped closer, his eyes mirroring the smoky
blue of the night-dusted sky. “I think we were supposed to meet.” His voice grew low and
husky, sending a shivery chill up her spine.
She wet her lips, trying to retain her composure. It was impossible to thinkstraight when he stood so near, his presence engulfing her in a sizzling wall of heat.
He bent closer and threaded his hand into her hair, his fingertips lightly pressing
her scalp. A dizzying shiver of sensation cascaded through her. She barely had time to
register the feeling before his mouth closed over hers, possessive and eager, leaving her
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