I am so
excited to write for the Wiccan Haus series. A Man Worth Fight For was my first foray into a paranormal world, and I loved it. All the world building has been figured out
for me. The cast of continuing
characters are quirky and well-loved that readers feel like they are visiting
an old friend, and I get to visit them when I read Wiccan Haus books by other
authors.
For me writing a multi-author
series is the best of both worlds. I
have a great author community that's as invested in this world as much as I am,
and I get to focus on what I do best--writing romance, emotion and bringing my
characters to the happily ever after they so desperately need.
He has nothing left to offer. She's determined to show
him just how much he's worth.
Shot
by a member of his military team, Justin Lawson retreats to the Wiccan Haus. Holly
Walters refuses to accept her boyfriend's out-of-the-blue rejection without an
explanation, even if getting the answers forces her to be trapped on a bizarre
island for an entire week. She's going to use every minute to work Justin out
of her system once and for all.
Justin's body and spirit begin to heal under
Holly's loving ministrations. As she talks about never seeing each other again,
he realizes he never wants to let her go. But the rogue assassin who had gone
after Justin before is after him again. Before he can fight to make Holly
believe in their love, he'll have to fight for both their lives.
Excerpt:
“How
did you hurt your knee?” Holly asked.
“Occupational hazard,” Justin muttered.
That
wasn’t very comforting, considering he was in the military and always going off
on missions that he couldn’t give her any details about. “Did you fall and
break it?”
“Bullet
shattered it.” His words were clipped.
She
flinched, wanting desperately to reach for him, hating to think of the pain
he’d been in, the pain she’d known nothing about. “And how long before or after
this happened did you send me an eight word break-up text?”
“About
seventy-two hours after.”
She
immediately knew she’d been right not to take his text at face value. The
self-destruction of a client and the week of lost work were worth it. She’d
needed this explanation. More than that, it proved there was still hope for
them. “So you conceivably could have still been under the effects of
anesthesia.”
“I
wasn’t.”
“But
you were on pain medication for sure.”
“Don’t
make excuses for me. I was an ass. I broke up with you, and you deserve
better.”
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