The purpose here is to spotlight a few lines or a few paragraphs from a new release or backlisted title. This way my readers get to sample some delicious snippets and I'll do my best to tease, titillate and tantalize you into the weekend.
I'm teasing with THE BELTANE WITCH, a paranormal romance featuring witches and Fae, and book 2 in the Cloudburst Colorado series. In today's tease, single-mom and witch Sabrina Foxglove is just trying to get home to her kids. Five men corner her. Sabrina speaks first.
“I didn’t think marital status was one of God’s main concerns.”
“Mothers shouldn’t be single. You should have a husband.” Marty’s lips tightened over his teeth and his eyes narrowed. Sabrina swallowed hard and kept moving through the parking lot.
“And all of you are here to convince me?” She raised a dubious eyebrow. “I’m not sure I need one husband, much less five.”
“We’re not into polygyny.” Marty and the others edged closer, fanning out a little to get behind her. Sabrina backed up a few steps, trying to keep them all in view.
“I’m relieved to hear it. It's sweet of you to offer, but I'm fine, really.” She backed up a little more, the keys cutting into her palm.
“You should have a man to take care of you, Sabrina. Single women with children are an affront to God. You'll never enter Heaven.” Marty voice approached reasonable, but his eyes glowed with an unhealthy zeal.
“Hey, you know, I'm not really worried about it.” Where had she parked her damn van? “Thanks for the concern though.”
The men moved closer, trying to circle her before she could reach her car. The wind blew the scents of cold blacktop and spilled gasoline past her and she wished she’d parked closer to the building. So much for getting more exercise. I should’ve taken kickboxing. Her eyes darted around to see any visible weapon she could use to hold them off other than her keys, but she saw nothing. Not even a damn snowball.
Winter’s continued grip on the Rockies sent a cold breeze eeling down her back as her heel came down on a patch of black ice. Her foot shot out from under her and she slammed to the cold pavement on her butt. Cold seeped in through her pants and filled the crannies of her heart.
Glory be, I'm so screwed.
Fear surged as the men closed on her. How would she get home to her daughters? How could she face them after these men did…whatever they were going to do? She wouldn't allow herself to even name the heinous acts groups of men did to women in the dark.
“Now we're gonna teach you why you need a man.”
Marty’s expression shifted to rabid as he reached for her. She gritted her teeth and tightened her grip on the keys. If they chose to do this, she’d make sure they’d remember how hard they worked to get her to submit.
“Five men against one woman is a little unorthodox and unfair, don’t you think?”
The deep masculine voice floated out of the darkness of the alley they’d left behind. Her attackers turned to look over their shoulders, their bodies tense.
Sabrina couldn’t see much at first, just a blacker shadow among the rest. A tall male form emerged into the edge of the light wearing a long black trench coat with a wide hood over his head. He had leather gloves on his hands and heavy black boots on his feet to protect him from the spring cold in the mountains. The hilt of a very large sword rose over his left shoulder, held there by an ornate leather strap embroidered with oak leaves across his chest.
Oh Goddess, who the hell is this?
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