Author: Georgia Cates
Publisher: Georgia Cates
Release Date: May 31st 2012
With the mystery of Chansey Leclaire and Curry Brennan’s connection solved, they are free to explore their newfound love for one another. Or so they thought...
When Marsala uses a witch and black magic to discover Curry’s whereabouts, he and Chansey are left with no choice. The newly engaged couple is forced to relocate away from their families at the new compound in Savannah, which causes some major changes in the plans for their upcoming wedding.
Relocating to Savannah might have saved Curry and Chansey from being discovered by Marsala, but it doesn’t stop her attempts to reach Curry or her efforts to harm Chansey through the use of black magic. As Marsala closes in, Curry faces the decision he never wanted to make. Will he keep Chansey human or condemn her to eternity as the thing he hates most?
As Curry waits for his hand to be forced, a newly turned vampire arrives at the Savannah compound in need of help. Not only is she a fledgeling in transition, she brings reports of escaping from a vampire cult still in possession of her sister, a human. Any attempt to save the captive human from a cult of vampires puts everyone in jeopardy. Can they risk entering a large cult to save one human being? And is so, how could they possibly do it successfully?
Love will grow. New mysteries will arise. A battle will ensue. A Blood Jewel will be found.
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The cover talks paranormal.. I love the lavender theme with the girl on a white gown (more or like wedding dress?). I love the font and the butterfly design. Very intricate...Hmmph..
So What do you think?
Edited: In line, with the cover reveal of Blood Jewel last May 24th, I am enclosing here an excerpt..It should be included at that post, but I only check my inbox today, so anyway, enjoy the excerpt..:)
I sat with my legs outstretched, leaning back on my
palms and Chansey mimicked my position. She reached for her dress and scooted
it up her thighs until she was satisfied with the amount of sun exposure on her
legs. She enjoyed being in the sun and I wondered if she had given any thought
as to how she would miss it if she became a vampire.
I didn’t want to think about it, so I shoved the
thought aside and asked, “Are Gia and Lairah being overbearing about the
wedding plans?”
“They have some intense ideas about our wedding,”
she laughed. “I think I might want to elope.”
Now, she was talking my language. “You don’t have to
convince me. I’ll take you to Vegas and make you my wife right now if it’s what
you want.”
She quickly said, “Nope. I’m not ready to give up my
dream of marrying you at the top of the open arm staircases.”
I wondered how I could be so lucky. How had I found
enough favor with the gods to be given such a beautiful gift as Chansey?
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she apologized. “I didn’t even ask
you if that was what you wanted.”
“I’ve already told you that I thought it was
perfect,” I reminded her.
She appeared puzzled. “I don’t recall you telling me
that.”
“We didn’t exactly discuss it. When we were at
Rachel and Christian’s wedding reception, you told me how you pictured your
wedding. We didn’t get far into the conversation because that jackass, Evan
Finley, interrupted us.”
“Yes, that I remember well. I’m sorry his stupid insults stand
out more in my mind than our conversation,” she apologized.
Just thinking about that jackass had my blood
boiling, so I thought it was a great idea to steer the direction of the
conversation back toward the wedding. “Have you thought about a date for our
wedding?”
She smiled and her eyes lit up. “Yes, I’ve given it
a lot of thought and I have a date in mind. How do you feel about a November
wedding?”
No way! That was too long to wait. “I’d be fine with
it if this was the end of October. I know four months isn’t forever, but it
sure feels an eternity to me right now.”
“It’s not an eternity and four months barely gives
me enough time to plan a small wedding. We haven't even told Granna and
Granddaddy about our engagement yet. Have you forgotten that?”
I definitely had not forgotten that detail. “No, it
hasn’t slipped my mind.”
She laughed and asked, “Are you worried about
telling them?”
“I am a little nervous about it. I’ve never asked to
marry someone before,” I admitted.
She leaned over and bumped her shoulder against
mine. “Well, that’s good to know, but we’re telling them we’re getting married,
not asking permission.”
“I know we don’t have to have their permission.
That’s not what I need. It’s their blessing I want. I may be three times as old
as Grady, but I still want to be respectful,” I said.
She looked at me and rested her chin against her
shoulder as she laughed. “That is so bizarre to me.”
It didn’t sound like a compliment. “Does my age
bother you?”
“No, I don’t think of you as your actual age. You
just seem like a 26 year-old to me.” She sat up and leaned closer to brush her
lips across mine. “A very robust 26 year-old.”
Her kiss and proximity stirred her Agape scent,
leaving me with an intense urgency to be closer to her. I reached for her,
pulling her against my chest a little too quickly. I heard her gasp and then I
saw the smile across her face, proving the sudden catch in her breath resulted
from delight instead of fear.
She deepened our kiss as she rolled to her back,
pulling me on top of her to rest between her bent knees. This was our first
private moment since we arrived at the compound and it caused me to be overly
enthusiastic. I knew I shouldn’t, but I placed my hand behind one of her knees
and pulled her leg to wrap around my waist as I pressed my body into hers. A
sigh escaped her lips and she pulled her other leg up around my waist. The
thoughts of what I wanted to do to her returned me to my senses and she
recognized the look she had become so well acquainted with when things between
us had gone a little too far.
She groaned because she knew what was coming next
and locked her legs around my waist. “Don’t you dare stop because you can not
keep doing this to me. It’s totally unfair!”
I reached for her legs to coax them off of me. “Move
the wedding up and I’ll be more than glad to become totally fair. In fact, I’m
quite anxious to be totally fair.”
A thoughtful look came across her face and she said,
“October. It’s the earliest I can pull it off even with help from Gia and
Lairah.”
I tugged on her bottom lip with my teeth. “That’s
still three months away,” I complained.
A pouty look came over her face and the little vixen
I loved tried to use her power of persuasion on me just like Sebastian said she
would. “I know a way to make the next three months pass much faster.”
“You’re name shouldn’t be Chansey. It should be
Risky because you are playing with a fire you highly underestimate,” I assured
her.
She dramatically huffed. “Promises, promises. I’m
not sure I’ll ever find out if I underestimate you or not.”
Since I easily talked her into moving the date a
month earlier, I thought I might push my luck a little further. “Looks like you
won’t discover the truth for months, unless you want to move the date closer.”
I took my hand and placed it on her thigh, moving it slowly under her dress as
I said, “Come on, let’s do it.” I allowed my words linger as I gazed into her
eyes and then I added, “In August.”
When I began to laugh, she forcibly slapped my hand
away from under her dress to show her unhappiness with my joke. “I can wait if
you can. Maybe even until the end of December. I’ve heard Christmas weddings
are beautiful.”
It was clear I had pushed my luck too far with her
when she showed me how she could beat me at my own game, so I conceded. “I’ll
take the October wedding.”
When
she’s not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s
being domestic, she’s listening to her iPod and visualizing scenes
for her current work in progress. Every story coming from her always
has a song to inspire it.
