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Unrestrained desire…and danger without end.
The Prophecy, Book 2
In the relentless war between their
clans, they’ll risk all for their forbidden love.
Reanimated by her father—her clan’s most powerful healer—she’s determined to fight on Zeke’s side, using her healing gift to help his people. Liz aches for a future with Zeke, to always know the ecstasy of his touch, the thrill of his body imprisoning and pleasuring her.
Zeke desires the same. However, the reanimation changed something within her. Now when Liz heals, she grows weak. Fearful he may lose her forever, Zeke forbids Liz to use her gift.
There’s no other choice. Her clan’s leader launches his next assault, a merciless plan that will test Zeke’s humanity, risk Liz’s life and threaten their timeless bond.
EXCERPT:
Zeke eased
his foot from the accelerator to slow the vehicle. “You okay?” he asked Liz.
“Yeah.”
Her voice
didn’t rasp from her previous injuries…her murder. It was as though it had
never occurred, the same as Zeke’s brush with death. After another deep breath,
she stopped gripping his leg and rested her palm on his thigh.
Her hand’s
weight sent a flood of warmth through Zeke that comforted and aroused him. He
recalled her willing submission and longing for his kisses, the hunger of his
caress.
Without
her, he’d die, no longer caring what happened. With her, he had hope for the
future, the first in years. All he had to do to make certain it lasted was to
find and kill Carreon. Not quickly, though. He needed the monster to suffer for
what he’d done in the past to Zeke’s clan and family. To his little girl
Gabrielle.
A surge of
outrage, quick and hot, tore through Zeke.
“You all
right?” Liz asked, squeezing his thigh.
He fought
to control his anger and finally managed a nod. He’d deal with Carreon later.
Right now, he had to see to Liz’s safety and her father’s. They were more than
ten miles from his clan’s stronghold with few places to hide in this desolate
area. A precarious position. The only thing that might possibly save them was
this route. Here, they shouldn’t run into Carreon’s three lieutenants who’d
escaped tonight’s battle with Zeke’s men.
Liz
twisted slightly, trying to see in the back. Her father sat behind her. “Papa,
you okay?”
“I’m
fine.”
His words
bounced in concert with the Jeep’s rough movements.
Liz blew
out a breath.
Zeke
welcomed the sound as much as he did her laughter.
Losing her
once was all he could bear.
The
corners of his eyes were still sticky from tears, shed when he’d believed she
was gone from him forever. He’d thought, as Liz had, that she and her father
were only able to heal the injured, a gift bestowed on them by their mixture of
Aztec and extraterrestrial blood.
Because of
Carreon and men like him, Liz’s father hadn’t told her the most important
secret regarding their gift.
Not only
could they undo damage from an accident or the bullets that had torn into
Zeke’s chest, they could reanimate.
Earlier,
Liz had been beyond simple healing, the delicate bones in her throat crushed
from the pressure of Carreon’s hands. When her father finally convinced Zeke
there was nothing he could do, that his love alone wouldn’t bring Liz back,
he’d finally released her. Through his tears, Zeke watched Munez cradle his
daughter’s face. He expected the older man to offer a farewell.
Instead, Munez
poured his healing gift, his life force into her. With astonishing speed, the
lividity drained from Liz’s face, her complexion returning to its rich olive
coloring. She’d stirred as though awakening from a sound sleep, rather than
having come back to life.
Carreon
didn’t know the full extent of the healing gift. If he learned Liz and her
father could reanimate the dead rather than merely healing the injured, he’d do
whatever he could to imprison them both. This time, he’d make certain they
brought back his lieutenants who were killed in battle with Zeke’s men.
The blood
feud had already spanned thousands of years, all to gain power over each
other’s gifts or to hold on to so-called sacred territory. Many on both sides
claimed it was a tribute to or preparation for the return of their ancient
ancestors. Beings who’d crossed deep space and had come to Earth millennia
before.
While the
Unknowns had bred with Liz’s Aztec ancestors, the Others had done the same with
the Comanche clan from which Zeke had descended, leaving generations like him
with the gift of prophecy.
Zeke
grasped the steering wheel so hard his fingers hurt. He loathed his gift as
much as Carreon coveted it. Until that monster was beyond reanimation, he’d
keep trying to capture and imprison Zeke so he could exploit the visions for
his own ends.
If it took
Zeke’s last breath, he’d find Carreon and would destroy him. There was simply
no other—
Damn. The ashy light showed a sudden
turn in the trail, interrupting his thoughts. As carefully as he could, Zeke
veered to the right.
Liz’s hand
slid off his thigh.
He
jockeyed the vehicle past rocks and furrows, missing each. The ride was now
relatively smooth, considering. It should have calmed him but didn’t. Why?
A quick
check of the gauges told him the Jeep was operating properly. He scanned the
moon-washed landscape, not seeing anyone coming their way. A good thing. Except
something still wasn’t quite right.
What?
Her hand slid off my thigh.
Liz hadn’t
taken it back. It had dropped away from him.
Uneasy at
what that might mean, Zeke slowed the Jeep and glanced over. His next breath
froze in his throat.
Liz’s chin
rested on her chest. Her thick chestnut hair had swung forward, hiding her
face. The ends shifted with the Jeep’s movements, as did her arms and legs. She
looked asleep…unconscious.
Dead.
“Liz!”
Zeke shouted.
Tina’s an Amazon and international
bestselling novelist who writes passionate romance for every taste – ‘heat with
heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic
Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. She’s won Readers’
Choice Awards, was named a finalist in the EPIC competition, received a Book of
the Year award, The Golden Nib Award, awards of merit in the RWA Holt Medallion
competitions, and second place in the NEC RWA contests. She’s featured in the
Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at
a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.
On a less serious note: she’s an admitted and unrepentant chocoholic, brakes for Mexican restaurants, and has been known to moan like Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally while wolfing down tostadas. She’s flown a single-engine airplane (freaking scary), rewired an old house using an ‘electricity for dummies’ book, and is horribly shy despite the hot romances she writes.
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