14 Nov Incipient Teaser + Preorder Update
Just wanted to pop in and share a quick update + teaser for book 6. As soon as you already know, the preorder was cancelled by Amazon due to a title change issue. While the cancellation of all my preorder was extremely devastating for me, it does not change anything for you guys. The book will still be releasing December 10th as planned. Please make sure you join my newsletter or Facebook group as to not miss the release announcement and download link.
Having cleared that up, I’m super excited to share a teaser from Incipient with you guys. Please note, this is not necessarily the final version and may appear different in the book 😉 Hope you enjoy!
With his icy fingers still pressed firmly against my mouth, Dominic turned on the faucet and then brought his index finger up to his own mouth in a shushing gesture. My heart pounded wildly against my chest as I watched him through the mirror. I hadn’t seen him since that fateful night outside of All Saints when he shattered my entire world, and while I was terrified of what he was doing here, what he had planned for me tonight, a part of me—the sick, bonded part of me—was also contented to see him again. To feel his body close to mine, no matter how cruel and unforgiving his hold on me was.
“I’ve missed you, angel,” he said to my mind, his free hand back around the front of my stomach. “Have you missed me?”
I had longed to hear those words from him again, but I knew they were not birthed from any real sentiment. I could see it in the callous way his mouth was hiked up at the corner and the way his vacant eyes mocked me through the mirror.
He was playing a game with me and I had no idea what the rules were.
My instincts were to tell him no. To tell him I hated him. Hated what he’d become. To break out of his hold and turn the tables on him, something I knew I could easily do. But Gabriel’s words replayed in my head like a solemn whispered prayer, stopping me from doing anything brash.
I had to stay cool, calm and collected and play this thing smart if I had any hope of ever getting the real Dominic back. Even as he traced cold circles against my abdomen with his finger. Even as he pushed his palm against my mouth far harder than he needed to. Even as my grief enveloped me like a second skin.
Despite all of that and against every instinct in my aching body, I nodded my head. Because I had missed him. And because I was going to break the son of a bitch if it was the last thing I ever did.