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RISING ASHES by Annie Anderson
Ashes to Ashes; Book 3
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: August 18, 2016
Cover Design by: MadHat Books
West Carmichael is not my real name.
It is the name I pulled from thin air
over five hundred years ago. I don’t come from royalty—I come
from the dregs of the ethereal. As the King’s assassin, I have more
blood on my hands than most. I don’t deserve her. I don’t deserve
anyone.
But I will keep her safe.
Even if I die trying.
Evangeline Black.
My name sounds like the heroine of a
historical romance novel – not that I read those or anything. My
life so far: Dead parents? Check. Broken heart? Check. Evil mistress
of darkness, hell-bent on power and thirsty for my death? Big.
Honking. Check. But this mess won’t get cleaned up by itself.
I’ve got a job to do.
As these two reluctant hearts fight
their pull, they must decide if they want to fall apart in the midst
of the chaos swarming around them or yield to their hearts…
and rise.
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EVAN - 1928 - Los Angeles, CA
The first time I met West Carmichael, I
was singing at a speakeasy in Los Angeles. My parents didn’t know
where I was, and for the first time in a long time, neither did
Aurelia. Hiding from a Seer is probably the hardest thing I’ve ever
done, but a special cloaking amulet from a witch friend seemed to
have worked wonders.
It was pretty. A sapphire the size of
my thumbnail set in a silver filigree setting hanging from a thin
chain that rests just below my collarbone. It wasn’t the nicest
piece of jewelry I owned, but it was my favorite.
Maybe because it granted my freedom.
Or maybe because it matched my royal
blue silk charmeuse gown to perfection. I used to hate dressing up,
but this dress made me feel like a woman. It was an off the shoulder
number with a daring sweetheart neckline – far ahead of its time.
It fit like a second skin until it hit my thighs and then flared out
like a calla lily into a delicate but short train. It may not have
been the most comfortable dress I owned, but it made me feel like a
sexy siren. Something that with my diminutive height, I rarely felt.
I was alone – finally alone even in
this sea of people– after so much time with the ones I loved
breathing down my neck. It was like a vacation. I needed something of
my own. A secret, a life, something to break away from my family.
Something that didn’t say princess or royalty.
Something that let me just be me.
Singing was it for me.
I was ending my five-song set with a
favorite of mine, an old Jane Greene song when I saw him. I’d seen
him around town a few times, when I was shopping by myself or when I
watched a boxing match at the Olympic Auditorium, a scandalous
activity for an unchaperoned young lady.
But we’d never met.
He was handsome. I even daresay
beautiful, if you can call a man like that beautiful. He was tall –
taller than anyone in the room by nearly a whole head –and built so
powerfully he made the other men look like pitiful adolescents
dressed up in their daddy’s clothes. It was difficult to tell if
his hair was as dark as it seemed in the low light of the secret
club, but it appeared black in the dim. Dressed to the nines in a
brilliant black suit, he moved with grace through the crowd until he
found his seat at the only open table in the joint, folding his huge
frame into the chair with the grace of a jaguar.
Papa had taken me to Brazil when I was
just a little girl, and we saw the big cats roam the rainforests. He
moved just like those jungle cats, scanning the room for prey and
threats, watching everything with disinterest, as if he could take or
leave the sights and sounds and people. As if he were bored in this
raucous party that seemed to never end.
© Copyright 2016 Annie Anderson
Also Available in the Ashes to Ashes Series
SCATTERED ASHES (Ashes to Ashes, #1)
FALLING ASHES (Ashes to Ashes, #2)
**Available on Kindle Unlimited
Annie Anderson is a military wife and
United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she
is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and
abroad.
As soon as the military stops moving
her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys
being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, and old man of a dog.
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