WARNING: Excerpts included!

So, these last few days I’ve been rampantly trying to catch up on a lot of administrative items while juggling bill paying (the funnest of all my chores) and writing. I’m slowly working through my e-mails, but am still stuck mid-way through last year. (YIKES!) I know that is SO awful, and I want to offer you my sincerest apologies! I swear I will reply to you all. I take the time to read everyone’s e-mails, comments and messages and personally reply to all of them. That takes time. It’s important to me that you all know just how much I value each of you though. You invest time into reading my books. It’s vital to me that I invest the time to read your thoughts and messages and reply to them all. So, please, please, please bear with me.

Being pulled in a million different directions does have its advantages. I’ve been randomly working on three different books right now: Curves & Courage, Vigilante: Mel’s Story, and The Break of Dawn. My primary focus is Curves & Courage, but I’ve always believed in following the inspiration. If I’m more inspired to write on another one day, I will. I think it helps me present the best story possible. We’re not meant to mechanically produce stories. We’re meant to be inspired and to inspire… at least I think so anyways.

And, I’m embracing all the inspiration I can. My goal is to finish Curves & Courage this weekend. If all goes according to plan, then Curves & Courage will have a release date of March 10th. Two Times the Charm has a release date of March 15th. And, barring I can get it done, book 6, Vigilante: Mel’s story, will have a release date of March 25th.

I’m trying to get these three titles published prior to the end of March. March 26th-April 7th, I will be having a series of vision tests that will impair my vision and extremely limit my computer time. I have astigmatism and myelination of my optic nerve in my left eye. They believe I may also have a tumor on my optic nerve contributing to my issues. These tests will be checking for that and more. I wanted to give you all a heads up in case I’m silent during that time. There will be further delay in replies if I can’t get through my backlog of correspondence prior as well. I will be desperately trying to avoid that though! I hate keeping you all waiting, and I do appreciate you all taking the time to write me

Well, now that the boring stuff is out of the way, let’s get to the meat and potatoes of this post: EXCERPTS! Being that I’m working on three books, and I haven’t released an excerpt in a while, I’ve decided to release an excerpt from all three titles

Enjoy!

~ Christin

WARNING: Certain excerpts include language that might be considered offensive or foul by some. Please proceed to reading them with caution, knowing you have been fully informed and forewarned.

 

*Unedited Excerpt*

Dominick

My wolf stood at attention; my heart skipped a beat as she tried to slip past me. She was beautiful. Her hair was knotted high on top of her head. Black leggings showed off her curves.

I inhaled her scent; a thrill rushing through me as her sweet essence settled in my chest. My gaze sought her. My body craved her. My heart longed to love her. My wolf yearned to claim her.

Damn. I sounded like a sappy Hallmark card, but I didn’t care. And that’s how I knew I was already falling beneath her spell. She refused to look my way. She refused to acknowledge my presence, but there was no way for me to deny her. I wanted her. I wanted to be in her life in any capacity, even as just the creepy stalker who quietly watched her from afar.

“You can stop drooling anytime,” Kris said. I didn’t have to look at him to know his lips were curled in disgust. He hadn’t found his mate yet. He didn’t know the power they would have over him. He wouldn’t know what this felt like, how quickly it took you and changed you until it happened to him.

“Shut up,” I growled, tossing a glance his way.

He smirked, humor lighting his eyes. “She’s already got you whipped, man.”

I quirked a brow in his direction; my lips pursed in amusement. “Says the beta who’s gonna be my bitch in ten years.”

~*~

*Please note, I am aware of the incorrect book number on the cover. This will be corrected prior to publication, thanks!*

*Unedited Excerpt*

Everyone is born with a purpose, and Fate just unveiled mine.

I jerked opened my closet and tore an outfit off the hangers. I would dress the way I felt. I felt dark. My soul was overflowing with rage. They could kill my body and I’d continue my mission. No one could stop the pure hatred pumping through me for those undeservingly spared. No one could halt the sinful plots I developed as I dressed. No one could end my new reign. I was embracing the job Fate delivered me to.

Vigilante.

I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. I didn’t recognize myself. It was a far cry from the happy, bubbly, bumbling girl I used to be. That girl died. She died with him. She was killed by Fate.

Black skinny jeans were tucked into knee-high flat black boots. A thin, black long-sleeve shirt covered more of the ivory innocence of my flesh. I nearly ripped out chunks of my hair as I fastened it into a painfully tight knot atop my head.

I stared into my blue eyes. They’d lost their luster. They were flat orbs that would spit fire if you looked into them too long, reflective of my soul burning in hell. That’s what this felt like: hell. When Fate took him, I was immediately thrust past the gates of hell for all my dark emotions to burn and blaze, to simmer and grow in power until they consumed me.

Vigilante. I can think of no greater position, Fate. Too bad you can’t be the recipient of my first judgment.

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*Please note, I am aware of the incorrect book number on the cover. This will be corrected prior to publication, thanks!*

*Unedited Excerpt*

He met my gaze, his eyes flat, noncommittal. “I believe you know enough of your future. It is time you stopped living by a book and by those who know it. It is time you take control of your life, Lexi. It is time you step up and become the woman you are meant to be. Your destiny remains the same. Your purpose hasn’t changed.”

He stood watching me for a minute. He seemed so pale, so frail in comparison to me. He appeared so human-like, far from the vampeen he truly was. “We all are birthed the same. We all die as well. It is the story we write for ourselves in the middle that determines the importance of both of those days. Write well, my dear.”

In the blink of an eye he was gone, merely an open door and the ruffle of curtains assuring me he was there. He’d left me empty and aware though. I was aware of my mistakes. I was too aware of my heart’s state. For so long I’d known I wasn’t invincible, yet had embraced the bravery of an impenetrable immortal. Now, though, I stood bare, naked and vulnerable to the world at large. I didn’t understand the saying, “Ignorance is bliss,” until now. Worse. I was creating awareness, fighting for a cause that I wanted to bring attention to, all while ignoring my own personal issues; I was a hypocrite…

How can you be a humanitarian and a hypocrite? Easily I suppose.

Time passed, yet I remained in my chair, gazing at the security screen, feeling like a fool. How could I have been so clueless about myself? I’d judged Kellan. I’d said he needed to work on himself, find himself and embrace himself, and all the while it took a stranger to reveal the depths of my own soul. I’d never felt like more of a fraud, an utter failure in every sense of the word.

~*~