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Sunday Snippet: The Dangerous Gift – Jane Hunt

The Dangerous Gift
The Dangerous Gift

‘The Dangerous Gift –
Chilling Suspense, Forbidden Love, Murder, Mystery and  Passionate Reunion.’

 

BLURB‘Jennie Taylor receives an unexpected gift; shares in the Unicorn ranch where she grew up. Now she can follow her heart and stay in Texas, if Jared Stewart surrenders control of his beloved ranch to the woman he wants but can’t have.

Who is behind the escalating incidents that threaten the ranch’s viability? Jennie is determined to find out. Jared must protect Jennie from the danger she faces. Thrown together 24/7 their forbidden passion ignites forcing Jared to accept he loves Jennie. Will her brave but reckless actions put her life in danger and threaten their chance of love forever? ‘

Sunday Snippet

 ‘He pushed the horrific images from his mind and sought a diversion. The answer to his prayer walked down the stairs in a black lace dress, demure, with its buttoned up lacy collar and long sleeves. Jen’s hair restrained again, his fingers itched to free it, barely any makeup, pale skin added to her air of fragility. Jared captured and held Jen’s troubled gaze. Driven by a protective instinct he ran up the stairs. Enclosed in his warm grip, the coldness of her delicate hand alarmed him. He stroked the soft skin and encouraged the blood flow, the scent of roses drifted off Jen’s body. His arousal went into overdrive. She smelled so good. “Are you okay kitten?” ‘

©Jane Hunt September 2014

 

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Sunday Snippet: The Revenge Masquerade – Jane Hunt

PicMonkey CollageHere’s a snippet from my upcoming release The Revenge Masquerade which is due for release in December 2014. The second book in The Dragon Legacy series, this is Jasmine and Zane’s story set in romantic Venice and the Italian Lakes.

Sunday Snippet

The shrieking noise quieted and the unmistakable creek of the heavy door alerted him of someone’s approach. His hackles rose and then flattened in recognition of the scent; a mixture of flowers and spice unique to Jasmine. He resisted the urge to shift into his human form. As a wolf their encounter would remain platonic. His mind and heart warred over the morality of his desires. He couldn’t stay. His mission necessitated he leave immediately. Was it fair to take Jasmine’s heart and leave her alone with needs mere memories wouldn’t satisfy? The wolf ignored his human conscience. Time was short and the instinctive need to brand the flame-haired witch with his mark too strong. He shifted back into his human form.
Zane leant against the jagged stone wall. His naked body barely registered the rough-hewn rock which imprinted his skin. His abrupt shift into human form didn’t include clothes. The cool night air soothed his fevered body as Jasmine appeared. A faint blush stained her pale skin everywhere his gaze rested.’

©Jane Hunt 2014

 

 

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Sunday Snippet: The Dangerous Gift – Jane Hunt

The Dangerous Gift
The Dangerous Gift

 

Regular followers of my blog will know I’ve been writing The Dangerous Gift intermittently for about 20 months and I’m  so pleased to share with you that it’s finally finished. 🙂

The Dangerous Gift is a romantic suspense novel and my  initial foray into this genre. Over the next few weeks I will be posting snippets from the story and character cameos and this is the first one:

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Jennie Taylor receives an unexpected gift; a Texan ranch!
After the sudden death of his father Jared Stewart is forced to come to terms with sharing control of his family ranch. Reunited with her first love Jennie’s heart still belongs to Jared. She is determined to prove her commitment to him and the ranch by discovering who is behind the series of dangerous accidents that threaten the ranch’s viability.
Finally acknowledging his love for Jennie can Jared’s protectiveness keep her safe? Or will her recklessness lead her into irrevocable peril ending their chance of love forever?

 SUNDAY SNIPPET

Here’s a snippet from the Prologue…

‘The Unicorn Ranch – Texas 2010
Jennie Taylor put the finishing touches to the brightly coloured bunting on the porch. This birthday was particularly poignant. Never mind that it was her eighteenth, it was also the first since her parent’s tragic accident. “Annie, is that okay?”
Annie Stewart matriarch of the Unicorn ranch smiled, “Looks just fine Jennie.”
“I’m so excited about tomorrow.” Jennie jumped down from the steps.
“Jared, I need you and Jennie to pick up her birthday cake from the bakers in town?” Annie shouted to her son as he secured the large white marquee, they’d erected at the side of the ranch house.
“Sure thing momma but I don’t need Jen. I’m sure I can manage.” Jared joined them on the porch and gave his mother an affectionate squeeze.
“Jennie needs to go with you son, she knows what we ordered. I can’t expect you to notice if the decorations are the right ones.” Annie smiled up at him to soften the impact of her words.
Jared raised his hands in surrender, “Okay we’ll both go.”Jennie looked away before he saw the blush heating her face. “Can you be ready in fifteen minutes kitten?” Jared looked across at her.
Jennie smiled at his use of her pet name and wished he saw her as a sexy cat rather than a cuddly kitten. She gathered up the leftover bunting and nodded. “I’ll just get my bag.”
Jennie and Jared picked up the last of the supplies Annie asked for, including the elegant cake which was a masterpiece of pink frosting and silver stars. “It such a hot, sultry afternoon Jared can we stop for a swim in the old creek before we head back?” Jennie risked a wary glance at Jared, not sure if he would agree. Their much treasured, easy-going relationship wasn’t the same anymore. Jared behaved differently towards her.
“It’s tempting but what about the cake? Momma would never forgive us if it melted into oblivion.”Jared’s gaze danced with amusement.
Jennie sensed he was going to give in. “True but a quick swim won’t make much difference and your truck is air-conditioned.” He must agree, or her scheming would be pointless. Tomorrow may be her eighteenth birthday but the only present she desired sat next to her. At twenty-three Jared epitomised everything she desired in a man. He dominated her dreams both sleeping and waking. They would be so good together if only he saw her as a woman rather than a surrogate kid sister. Today for sure, she would make him see her as a woman.’

©Jane Hunt 2014

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The Revenge Masquerade -Sunday Snippet – The Dragon Legacy #2-

In celebration of finishing my second book in ‘The Dragon Legacy’ series I’m posting a snippet today.

‘The Revenge Masquerade’ set in Italy features Jasmine the witch and Zane the wolf shifter.

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Sunday Snippet – The Revenge Masquerade

Odd behaviour for a dog even a supernatural one was her last rational thought as the violent pain blurred the line between reality and fantasy and pushed her over the edge into nothingness…

Where was she? The expensively furnished room looked vaguely familiar but Jasmine didn’t know why. The thump and echo of beating drums filled her senses and made her head hurt. She couldn’t concentrate but there was no clue to the source of her discomfort. A sudden movement in her peripheral vision drew her gaze, the noise and pain faded as the scene unfolded and absorbed her.

A woman she recognised leaned against a large table and stared at the stranger opposite; a tall dark haired woman lithe and expensively dressed in a white silk creation. The stranger took a step forward an obvious invasion of the first woman’s personal space. Jasmine noted the aggressive gesture and raised voices. White silk woman spoke in a heavily accented voice her speech difficult to decipher. The other voice lighter was Larna’s, the room’s familiarity fell into place.

“I can’t help you I don’t know where the dragon lord is.”Larna rigid body belied her slightly bored tone.

The stranger backed away and vanished. Jasmine blinked and scanned the immediate area for any trace of the woman. Nothing, in her place swayed a snake like creature. Her assumption that white silk woman transformed into the serpent the only logical explanation. Jasmine’s sharp nails pinched her bare arm ‘ouch’ the nail marks visible against her pale skin but the snake remained this nightmare was real.

The creature spat venom at Larna poised to strike at the diminutive woman. She drew a sword and struck out at the monster. Unaffected it coiled round Larna’s upper body and pinned her up against the wall. Venom like droplets dripped from its open mouth onto her face and mouth as she struggled against the snake’s hold. The death like grip relaxed. Larna jerked like a marionette .The snake disappeared.

The dark haired woman raised her hand. Larna’s jerky steps propelled her towards the centre of the vast room. The woman lowered her hand. Larna hit the floor hard like a discarded puppet devoid of human reactions. Satisfied the woman slashed the air with random hand movements and the furniture and ornaments collided and smashed before crashing to the ground damaged like Larna… The images receded and only darkness remained…

The pain melted away too tired to think Jasmine drifted into unconsciousness.’

©Jane Hunt May 2014

This story was inspired by the gold snake ring, Egyptian Cat and snake brooch.

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Sunday Snippet: The Dragon Legacy

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 Here’s a snippet from The Dragon Legacy.

She hadn’t expected this. His honesty made her forget her other questions and doubts. His velvet smooth voice reminded her of milk chocolate. The sound bathed her frazzled nerves and twitchy senses with languor. Spellbound, she watched his gaze fill with heat. He didn’t look like a dragon. No, he looked like a man, virile and sexy. He filled her mind with sinful images. Green-scaled dragons didn’t. They breathed fire. Or at least dragons did in the fairy tale books she recalled.

Lukas lifted her hands until they rested on his shoulders. She pulled away. His closeness scrambled her lucidity. Undeterred, he spanned her waist with his large hands. He held on tight as he rose and pulled her against him.

“Appearances can be deceptive, sweetheart.”

Fleur would have questioned what he meant, but his physical closeness distracted her. He held her even tighter. Every hard square inch of him plastered against her softer curves. She bit back a sigh of pleasure. He didn’t play fair.’

©Jane Hunt 2013

 

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