Monday, August 6, 2018

Cycle of Rebirths chapter four preview #paranormalromance

Chapter Four

Book #2 - Cycle of Rebirths - Apple | Barnes and Noble | Amazon |

When the vampire Adam starts helping Agent Seven’s cause, she doesn't trust him, especially when her latest case involves her cousin Charlotte.
Charlotte was a high-school music teacher when Nicholae Dragomir found her and charmed his way into managing her career. She’s happy with minor fame until she meets Simon, a mysterious Englishman she’s irresistibly drawn to.
Simon lost his wife Caroline in 1530 to a devastating curse—she’s reincarnated every generation with no memory of him and he spends his days trapped as a statue. If they don’t fall in love again by her twenty-fifth birthday, the search starts all over. He discovers her latest doppelganger in the form of Charlotte Taylor during a concert attended with his best friend Adam.
When Simon hesitates to divulge his past to Charlotte, it sends her straight into Nicholae’s clutches—a vampire in Juliet’s clan—and a path of destruction. If they don’t save Charlotte in time, she and Simon will be cursed forever. 

This story is intended for readers over the age of 18 due to adult situations.



Chapter Four
May 2007
Simon

Caroline was the most beautiful woman in the village, of fair countenance and even fairer heart.  Kind, virtuous, quick to laugh…I’d loved her since I was a boy.

Elevator or stairs—neither way was fast enough.
Simon raced back into their Biltmore hotel room.  “I found her!”
A long-suffering expression filled his friend’s supernaturally-perfect face.  “Not this again. What caught your eye this time: hair, a scent, a smile?”
Since 1750, they had looked for Simon’s lost wife reincarnated and there had been so many disappointments.  Of course the man was skeptical.
I found her, Adam. It’s my wife.”
He muted the television.  “No, she is not, assuming you have the right young woman. She won’t know you.”
Simon huffed.  “I’m perfectly aware of this curse. Lived with it for five-hundred years. I’m telling you! She’s in this very hotel, mere floors above us. I’ve never been this close before.”
Adam’s eyes narrowed on him, a sign he was listening, finally.  “How do you know?”
“I ran into her in the lobby. She and a redhead went into the lift and only the redhead came back again.”
Adam sighed.  “That is only one reason both women did not leave again.”
Simon glared at him.  “You’re a right buzz-kill, mate.” 
And possibly correct.
“So I’ve been told. Doesn’t mean I’m wrong.”  His friend didn’t rise to the bait of his agitation.  “Simon, we’ve been down this road before. A thousand times.”
“This is different. The redhead told me my wife is a pianist and in town to play a concert. It can’t be hard to narrow down the venue.” 
Though doing it without the knife to his throat would’ve been more polite.  Young women that looked like they could possibly still be in high school weren’t known for pulling weapons on a bloke, but Simon had never been to Los Angeles before.
“No, it won’t. Did you get a name, by chance?” Adam asked.
“No.”
“Why not?”
Because it shocked and stunned him every time he caught a glimpse of his wife again, the longing and relief overwhelming his ability for good reason.  “Will you help me find her or not?”
“As your only friend, what else would I do?”
Simon crossed his arms over his chest.  Best friend.”
“Potato, po-ta-to, old man.”
Adam’s skepticism was frustrating, but Simon couldn’t blame him.  His mate was only looking after him.  Looking out for his battered heart.
It was her, though. 
Finally.  Finally so close to making a connection with Caroline’s latest doppelganger.
And with a little Providence, they’d break this curse once and for all.

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