Hi all!
Please help me welcome Tessa Stockton to my blog today!
Author bio:
A veteran of the performing
arts and worldwide missions, Tessa Stockton also contributed as a writer/editor
for ministry publications, ghostwriter for political content, and she headed a
column on the topic of forgiveness. Today she writes romance and intrigue
novels in a variety of genres. In addition to her fantasy romance, WIND’S ARIA,
she’s the author of suspense/thriller, THE UNSPEAKABLE, political
intrigue/romance, THE UNFORGIVABLE, and a literary short story, LOVE AND LULL,
with more in the works.
Wind’s Aria
by Tessa Stockton
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EXCERPTS:
Excerpt One:
“Who are you?”
He pushed further back into the shadows as she strode closer.
“Someone you need not know.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
When he didn’t answer, she sighed.
“What a strange, terrible day,” she mumbled. “Well, at least
tell me your name . . .”
He stood, speechless, knowing he shouldn’t be there at
all—conversing with a Meleyan—especially not their musical deliverer that he
was set to doom the day after tomorrow.
A peculiar grumbling interrupted her insistence, to his
relief.
“Sorry.” She patted her stomach. He could see, even in the
blackened night, how her face turned a deeper shade of red than her hair. “I’ve
forgotten to eat. I guess I’m hungrier than I realized.”
He plucked an apple from the tree he’d nearly become a part
of and held it out to her. The girl approached tentatively. She reached for the
fruit but recoiled when her fingers brushed his.
“Is touching me so horrible?” he asked.
Her jaw dropped open and her delicate brow furrowed. She
inclined her head. “It . . . hurt.”
“How?” he asked, for her fingers felt good to him, soothing.
Warm. He wanted to try again.
“I don’t know how to explain . . .”
“Hum.” Unsatisfied with the answer, he tossed the apple to
her and watched as she crunched her teeth into it.
Excerpt
Two:
Fog continued to dance around them covering most of his body,
to her dismay. Just curious, she convinced herself. She closed her eyes and
squeezed the bridge of her nose to concentrate . . . something that seemed hard
to do at that moment.
“Feeling better?” The smooth notes of his words swam through
her ears.
“Mmm.” She nodded. “I guess.”
He continued to stare.
Aria cleared her throat. “Um . . . can I ask you a question?”
“You may ask . . .”
“But will you answer?”
“That depends.”
“Oh. Well. How did you get to be so huge when all the
Meleyans are rather small? And why haven’t I seen you before?”
“That’s two questions.”
“S-sorry.”
He exhaled a steady stream of air, adding to the mist, as if
deliberating.
Aria felt the strength of his breath, blowing strands of her
hair across her face.
Slow, yet with precision, he lifted a lock from the curve of
her mouth and rubbed the strands between his fingers. He murmured, “Soft and
orange, like the petals of prairie-tails.” Then he bent and smelled her hair,
closing his eyes. “And sweet like the honey of bees.” Again he held her gaze.
The corner of his mouth twitched upward. “Do you have a sting?”
“I asked you a question first—”
“Two,” he corrected. Then he smiled.
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Author Links:
www.TessaStockton.com
https://twitter.com/TessaStockton
https://www.facebook.com/tessastockton
Purchase links:
Publisher's
Bookstore: http://www.soulmatepublishing.com/winds-aria
Tessa will be awarding a $50 Amazon Gift Card to a randomly drawn
commentor during this tour and her reviews tour.
Please thank Tessa for joining us today! Check out her
website and grab a book from her publisher’s bookstore!
Keep Writing!
Jodie Pierce
Jodie,
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for giving me a spot on your blog today! Happy Tuesday. : )
I enjoyed the excerpt.
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Thank you for the excerpt, I liked it.
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