Today we're spotlighting author Stacy Gail on her tour with Goddess Fish Promotions for the paranormal romance, "To Wounded Angel". She's sharing an exclusive excerpt with us.
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A descendant of the Angel of Vengeance, Nate da Luca was gifted with an uncanny ability to find things. It made his job as a detective a breeze—until he learned the hard way that some things should remain hidden. After that, his powers vanished, along with his belief in himself. Which is going to make tracking down Gabriella Littlefield for his latest client a challenge.
Personal trainer Ella Little paid a hefty price for her life—now all she wants is to live it in peace. Then a sexy hulk of a man turns up in her gym, reigniting desires she thought she'd left behind along with her real name and hair color.
Desires she can't deny even after she discovers Nate's no stranger to her dark past.
Before he can convince her the attraction is mutual, Nate's going to have to earn Ella's trust. But a demon is playing for keeps in the world of humans, using Ella as bait, and the last thing they have is time…
Enjoy your exclusive excerpt:
Out of the corner of his eye, Nate watched as the woman made her retreat. She looped her large gym bag’s shoulder strap across her body, all the while talking to the bristle-haired sadist who’d ground his kickboxing class into the dust. She was an animated little thing, gesturing with graceful hands as she offered up what looked to be a heartfelt mea culpa with big, dark puppy eyes.
Pretty eyes, certainly. Too bad they weren’t the color he remembered.
Bent over his own bag, he wrapped his towel around a holstered semi-automatic pistol, usually secured at the small of his back but now hidden in the bottom of his gym bag. But his attention never veered from his target, watching her out of the corner of his eye and cataloguing every detail. Aside from her gender, her height was about the only accurate thing about her—somewhere around five-six or five-seven. Her build was vastly different from the woman he’d met two years ago. This woman was built like a long-distance runner—all long, lean limbs and finely toned muscle covered in form-fitting workout gear. According to his memory, the woman he was looking for had more meat on her bones. That was definitely his personal preference.
And when she’d looked at him, there had been no recognition. He’d done his best to catch her off-guard, but when her gaze had met his there had been no telltale reaction at all. At least, not on her end.
He, on the other hand, was still recovering.
Author Bio: A competitive figure skater from the age of eight, Stacy Gail began writing stories in between events to pass the time. By the age of fourteen, she told her parents she was either going to be a figure skating coach who was also a published romance writer, or a romance writer who was also a skating pro. Now with a day job of playing on the ice with her students, and writing everything from steampunk to cyberpunk, contemporary to paranormal at night, both dreams have come true.
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