Pieces of Autumn by Mara Black ~ Book Blast: Excerpt & Giveaway

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Welcome to the Pieces of Autumn Book Blast organized by Literati Author Services, Inc. I have an excerpt for you plus there's a giveaway!

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Title: Pieces of Autumn
Author: Mara Black
Genre: Dark Romance 18 +
Publish Date: July 31, 2014
Publisher: Indie Published
Event organized by: Literati Author Services, Inc.                 



Purchase: Amazon




I wish I could tell you that I was stolen.

Kidnapped off the street in some third-world country, sold against my will, while a desperate family back home waited and prayed and talked about me on the news.

I wish I could tell you that, because then you might understand.

What really happened? I walked to my fate with my eyes wide open. But before you say I deserved whatever happened to me, you should know. I was desperate. I was alone. I was afraid for my life. You would have done the same thing.

I thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse.

But then, I woke up in darkness, unable to move. There was only one thing I was sure of: I wasn’t alone anymore.

And then I heard HIS voice...



"Never say that word to me." 

I had never heard his voice like that. Not once. My blood chilled in my veins. If I thought I'd ever been afraid of Tate before, it was nothing. Absolutely nothing compared to this. 

I'd wanted to unnerve him, but instead, I seemed to have unhinged him. Unleashed something I didn't understand, and didn't want to. 

"I'm sorry," I whispered. 

"Too late," he replied, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. His tone was pure venom, pure sin, pure fucking evil. "Too late for apologies." 

In that moment, I had three choices. 

I could fight him. 

I could run.

Or, I could tie myself to the mast and meet him, measure for measure. 

I chose the storm. With the hurricane himself standing there, his pulse pounding so loud I could almost hear it, I chose to stand tall.

What was happening? What was he about to do? I had no way of knowing, no way of guessing what'd he do. How he'd ruin me. 

But I knew I could survive. 

His hand lashed out and grabbed mine, lifting it to his face. Eyes half-lidded, he brought my fingers to his lips, my thumb pressing past them and up against his teeth. Finding resistance, for a moment, until he parted them and suckled it into the soft, wet heat of his mouth.     


Mara Black is a connoisseur of love that lurks in the shadows.





~ Signed book of Pieces of Autumn ~

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