Fallen
Shadows of Regia
Book One
Tenaya Jayne
Genre: PNR
Publisher: Cold Fire Publishing LLC
Date of Publication: Sep. 29th 2017
ISBN: 978-0998674131
ASIN: B0749YWSSN
Number of pages: 375
Word Count: 72,000
Cover Artist: Tenaya Jayne
Tagline: Destiny is a heartless bitch.
Book Description:
Half vampire and wealthy playboy, Maddox lives his life in the public eye and thoroughly enjoys his bad reputation. But what most people believe of him is not who he really is. Life has always been easy for Maddox, but now a dark figure moves through the shadows slaughtering innocent young women, and the evidence points at him as his exes start turning up dead with his name carved into their skin.
Erin hates everything Maddox stands for and when her best friend becomes the most recent in the line of mysterious killings, she has no doubt the rich lothario is responsible. Torn by grief, Erin decides to take matters into her own hands and she will stop at nothing to make Maddox pay.
But when the two rivals finally come head to head, neither is prepared for the sparks that fly or the eternal bond that destiny weaves between their souls. Maddox is desperate to keep Erin by his side and prove to her his innocence. Erin would rather die than submit to being his destined life mate… And her death is just what the killer has in mind.
Excerpt
Fallen
by Tenaya Jayne
“You want to hurt me, don’t you?
You want revenge?”
“Yes.” She breathed.
“I see.”
“I’m going to reject you, Maddox. I
can’t see any other way.”
“My gosh…” He put his head in his
hands. “You’re serious.”
“Completely.”
He opened his mouth, closed it, and
shook his head. “Why haven’t you done it then?” His tone turned
harder.
“I’m not finished hurting you. I
haven’t even started.”
“So we’re enemies then?”
“Unequivocally.”
He smiled, catching her off guard, and
causing her disquiet.
“Why are you smiling?”
His smile grew. “Was I?”
She got her feet. “See? This is why I
hate you. You’re terrible.”
“Are you leaving then? Is your pain
manageable?”
She hesitated. He stood and reached for
her before she could think, taking her forearms in his hands. The
pain was shoved back. She caught her lip between her teeth and fought
to not moan. The only defense she had was to close her eyes and not
look at him.
“You can hurt me, but I won’t hurt
you. I’ve done enough of that already. I’m sorry about Selena. I
did treat her badly. I wish I could take it back… But you don’t
know me. You don’t know my family…I believe in us, Erin. I have
hope.”
Her eyes snapped open. “I didn’t
think you a fool, but you are. Why would you say that?”
“I trust destiny doesn’t make
mistakes. So you go ahead and strike at me. I deserve it. I won’t
dodge my guilt, and I won’t retaliate.”
“What about Melina?”
“It’s not quite as it appears…like
a few other things you’re so sure of. There.” He released her and
stepped back. “Same time tomorrow?”
“Fine.” She glared.
“I have something for you.”
“I’m not interested in gifts from
the likes of you.”
“Sure. You’ve made yourself clear
how you feel. And it’s not so much a gift as…a necessity I think.
Hold on.”
She sighed and held still as he walked
into the other room. He was back in a second, holding a small box and
a watch.
“This is for you,” he wrapped the
watch around her wrist. She was so taken with it she didn’t even
think to object. The band felt like a second skin and snaked around
her wrist like a flowering vine. The surface of the face trembled and
the words Hello, Erin swirled in the middle. She touched it,
scrolled through it.
“I’ve never seen tech like this.”
“It hasn’t hit the market yet. I
had Tesla make it for you today. It’s connected to mine, in case
you actually need me sometime. And you can’t delete or block me, so
forget those thoughts. I can see you were already plotting.”
“Okay. I’ll keep it. Now I can at
least respond with venom when you drunk dial me, like earlier.”
“I wasn’t drunk. Not from lack of
trying. Getting burned repeatedly has a sobering effect.”
He handed her the box. “Don’t open
it until you’re home. It’s a portal. It will connect your room to
mine. Wait!” he grabbed her hand as she was about to throw the box.
“You can close it on your end. I won’t be able to come through it
unless you open it on your side. Even then, I won’t unless you ask
me. My side will always be open to you.”
“This is pointless.”
“Oh? I thought it would make things
more convenient for you. I can go where I want when I want. This way
you don’t have to come on foot for our next appointment, since
you’ve made it clear you don’t want me at your house…Just take
it with you. You can think about it.”
“I’ll take it, but it will be a
cold day in hell when I open it.”
He shrugged. “It’s yours. You
decide what to do with it.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I meant
everything I said. I’m going to hurt you. It’s not a game.”
“Oh no? Sounds like a game. And just
because I said I won’t hurt you, doesn’t mean I won’t be making
moves to achieve what I want. And here’s my first move.”
“What, the watch?”
“No,” he wrapped his hand around
her wrist and pulled her closer. “If I was the person you’ve
accused me of being, I would take you right now.”
Her eyes widened. “You wouldn’t…I’d
fight.”
“You think so?” He moved in, his
voice dropping. “I have the connection on my side. You’re already
lit up for me. You can’t hide it, Erin. I feel it. Your body will
tell me the truth, even when your mouth lies. If I was that person,
I’d kiss you. I’d put my hands on you. You might fight, but I’d
take you under in seconds, and you’d surrender. You’d fight me to
give you more, like you did the first time.”
She trembled, trying to hold herself
strong. He was right. “You’ve made it all about you. Your choice.
Your power. You can’t ever have me like that.”
“No. I won’t ever have you
like that. It’s not that I can’t.” He let go and stepped back
from her.
She headed to the door and stopped.
“Bad move, Maddox.”
“Go home.” His voice was cold and
he turned his back on her.
She closed the door behind her, but she
didn’t leave immediately. Fury slid molten under her skin. Was she
in over her head with him? She faced the house again.
“I hate you!” she shouted at the
door.
“Yeah, yeah,” he called back from
the other side. “You’re mine.”
Oh! She wanted to kick things. She
marched home, burning in more than one way. She would make him pay
for that tomorrow.
About the Author:
Reading my bio, huh?
Real life sucks. I bet you feel like that sometimes, maybe even right now. That’s why I write fantasy. I need to escape depression, bitterness, bills, illness…I could go on, but you get it. In the pages of fiction, I can slay the dragons, triumph over the bad guys, be immortal, and never struggle with love handles. For a short time, I can let it all go, and be everything I can’t be in real life. Maybe you’re hurting right now. Maybe you’re in the waiting room of the hospital, or just stuck in traffic. I’ve brought a portal. Come with me…Let’s ditch this crappy popsicle stand and go somewhere great, where we can forget all this, at least for a while.
That’s why I write. I’m not an author, I’m an escape artist.
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