Undiscovered Angel, by Sharon Saracino
Published August 2014 by The Wild Rose Press
About the Book:
Empath
Katrina Shepard spends most of her time alone, preferring solitude to the
constant press of the pain and emotion of others. When she meets publishing tycoon Kassian
McAllister at a party she finds herself intrigued. He is the first man she can't read. Maybe she isn't the only one with strange
psychic powers.
An
Earthbound Angel, Kassian has spent the better part of a century hunting Jack
the Ripper. His personal quest for
vengeance has locked his heart and emotions behind a tightly guarded door. But Kat reawakens the emotions he thought
long dead. As they grow closer they both
learn truths about themselves and see a chance for love.
But Jack
the Ripper still roams the Earth and Kat has become the ideal target. Will Kassian finally have his revenge or will
he lose yet another woman he loves.
EXCERPT:
“Look,
I’ll make a deal with you.” He knew they were attracting more attention than
he’d intended, but Kassian found it inordinately refreshing to have a woman up
in his face instead of falling at his feet. “You stop trying to get into my
head and I’ll stop trying to get into yours and we’ll just agree to have a
nice, normal conversation.”
“Why?”
She regarded him with narrowed eyes.
“Why?
What do you mean, why?” Had she looked in a mirror recently? Why would she
think he was any different than the next poor schmuck? Not to mention the
telepathy thing and the fact that she’d actually tried to read him; that would
have guaranteed his interest even if she looked like Janet Reno. She was
obviously uncomfortable with her abilities. He found himself not only
moderately entertained, but unwillingly curious.
“I mean,
why would you want to have a nice, normal conversation with me? There are
plenty of people here tripping all over themselves to get your attention. You
don’t even know me. I’m sorry if I’m being rude, but honestly, I was getting
ready to leave when you came over. Did you want something?”
His eyes
did a quick once-over, missing nothing. Hell, yeah, he wanted something, but he
knew instinctively that she wasn’t the anonymous-quickie-in-a-bathroom-stall
type. He could have any woman in the room. That wasn’t conceit talking, it was
just a fact, a fact about as impressive to him as dry toast. And the only woman
in the room he found remotely interesting was wishing she was anywhere but here
with him. She wasn’t flirting or making any effort to impress him. He suspected
she would be more relieved than disappointed if he walked away right now. It
was a completely new experience for him. And given his extensive experience
that was saying something. She rubbed her forehead as though she was in pain.
He wondered if trying to hold her shields securely while engaging in verbal
repartee with him in a crowd was causing her discomfort. Maybe he should tell her
to relax? She really wasn’t blocking him very well anyway.
“Why
were you leaving? Do you have to be somewhere?”
He
surreptitiously glanced at her left hand. Katrina Shephard had piqued more than
his physical interest, although she certainly was no slouch in that area. He
couldn’t remember the last time a woman had done that. He wasn’t quite ready to
relinquish her company to whoever might be waiting for her at home. After all,
they were simply conversing in a public place; it should be harmless enough.
“No,”
she replied levelly, “and please don’t take it personally, I don’t really care
for crowds. I only came for Elle’s sake, and only planned to stay for a short
time.”
Kat rubbed
her forehead again. He hadn’t intended to make her uncomfortable; well, not
physically at any rate. He was about to withdraw when he hesitated. Her mind
suddenly descended into turmoil, her thoughts becoming increasingly scattered
and disjointed. He realized it was more than trading banter with him, more than
the crowd.
Something
was wrong.
* * *
BUY LINKS:
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and Noble
The Wild
Rose Press
About the Author:
Sharon Saracino resides in the anthracite coal
country of Pennsylvania with her long suffering husband, funny and talented
son, and two insane dogs. When she is not reading, writing, or enjoying
photography and genealogy, she brews limoncello, dreams of living in Italy and
works as a Certified Registered Rehabilitation Nurse.
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