Break My Heart

Welcome to the Heartbreakers Blog Hop

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Now what are those prizes?

 

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

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3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

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Those heartbreakers!

They’re too handsome. Too smooth. Too irresistible. Women flock to them like fish to bait.

In my book Remedy Maker, I have a side character named Aleksander who’s an undeniable Heartbreaker. Tall, dark, and handsome only defines his outer self.

Fearless, sexual, and Centaur define the rest of him. Warrior Extraordinaire might be better.

Here’s an opening scene featuring Aleksander:

A gorgeous dark-haired Centaur, with equally handsome dark eyes, leaned his arms on the back of the sofa, resting his chin in his palm.

“Well, hello sweet-thing. What’s your name?”

Patience gripped the edge of the blanket, its soft weave a thin barrier from prying eyes. She peered out, keeping her face half hidden.

His long fingers stroked an immaculate goatee, framing perfect white teeth when he smiled. Links of thick gold chain circled his tanned neck and swung with his movements.

“Leave her alone, Alek. She’s my . . . patient.” Rhy closed the front door harder than necessary and crossed the room in long strides. His brows pinched over his eyes, as he checked to make sure she remained fully covered. Facing the sorrel-colored Centaur, he crossed his arms and inclined his head. “Let’s talk in the kitchen.”

Alek’s smile grew, but he made no sign of straightening. Double rows of barbed-wire tattoos wound around his right bicep and jumped when he pumped the muscle. “I don’t think so.” He winked and pointed with his chin. “If he’s just your remedy maker, why’s your pretty face turning red, sweetheart?”

Cheeks burning, Patience yanked the blanket over her head with a squeak. Alek’s laughter ensued, followed by hoof beats moving toward the kitchen.

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Look for the story of Aleksander, coming soon in

 Troll-y Yours.

You can read the beginning chapters on Wattpad HERE.

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Before you leave, tell me if you’ve ever had your heart stolen by a Heartbreaker.

Thank you for coming today!

Click HERE for more information on Remedy Maker. This book is an Erotic Fantasy Romance rated five flames in heat.

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Man by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his own healing.

He's the royal physician, famous for his cures. War and posttraumatic stress disorder has broken his spirit, preventing him from finding true happiness. Then a direct order from the queen to investigate an uprising forces him out of his secluded cabin at the edge of the forest.

Patience is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a mediator to ensure harmony within the Nymph sector.

Environmental pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the taproot tree of her heart is slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will not live long, she sets out to discover the mysterious disappearance of her sister. Experience has taught her to deny herself the love of a male, but the gruff Centaur is different. He doesn't push his expectations on her, only his healing nature.

When Rhycious loses his grip on reality, he believes his inability to control his disorder will drive Patience away. Nevertheless, desire flares, and Patience draws him close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their mythic joint venture into a deadly bout.

Will their love endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?