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Oh, back to the post, C.G. did two things for me. She suggested I make the novella longer and then she made me an awesome, to-die-for cover! I took her advice and here I am a few months later, revealing the 2nd edition of Curse of the Egyptian Goddess and this awesome cover she made me. I guess that means she's my inspiration. Awww...
Old/New Release: The novella jumped from 24k to 36k, became the first in a trilogy I've started working on, and with this 2nd Edition, I've made a new book trailer and pulled a new excerpt for everyone. I hope you'll check them out.
I panicked when he walked toward me slowly. My mind panicked anyway; my heart was racing, and my libido was screaming with his threat of barbarian sex. “Calvin? Please tell me you’re Calvin,” I said nervously as I backed away.
“Take off your shirt,” he ordered, stopping his advance.
Completely thrown by the request, I stared at him. “What?”
“Take it off. You say you’re Cleo Patrix, take off your shirt so I know for sure.”
I shook my head and pulled the necklace out from under my shirt. “You can see the necklace. I don’t need to take my shirt off for that.”
Ignoring my rebuttal, he advanced further. “I could do it for you.”
“No.” I gasped, holding up my hand to stop him. “Fine, I’ll do it.”
Heat rose into my face when I removed my shirt and his hungry eyes stared at my chest.
Finally, he grinned with satisfaction. “Ah… Cleo. You’ve grown up, I see. About goddamn time,” he growled, removing his own shirt.
My mouth fell open at the sight of his tan broad chest and ripped abs. I wanted to run my hand across each corded muscle and feel the texture of his skin.
Until he moved toward me again with angry eyes. His hard chest rose and fell with labored breaths, and I fought the urge to punch him before he violated me. From the look in his eye, I gathered it wouldn’t be a touchy feely kind of love. Tensing, I backed away until I hit a wall.
“Stop!” I screamed, outraged by his behavior. He’d been out of my life for ten years and never once called or sent a letter, but now he acted like he owned me.
His expression was dark and severe when he stopped only inches from me. “Why are you here?” he asked, his voice low and rough. “And why are you so desperate?”
“I’m not desperate,” I said, tilting my head to look up at him.
He laughed coldly and cocked his head. “You weren’t sure I was Calvin, yet you’re standing in my room half naked. That’s desperate.”
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