Title: Blood Rose
Series: In the Shadows #8
Author: P.T. Michelle
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2018
A photographer with a dark past. A former SEAL without a family. He'll do whatever it takes to protect the woman he loves.
Calder Blake lost everything: his mother, his father, his very identity. Until Cass, he didnât believe he deserved to be a Blake, where family and loyalty always come first.
But what if Cass canât give Calder what he needs to move on from his broken past?
Or worse, what if someoneâs determined that Cass will never get a chance to become a Blake?
DEAR READERS: BLOOD ROSE is a stand alone story, but if you havenât read how Cass and Calderâs love story first started, you can do so through GOLD SHIMMER and STEEL RUSH. Not only do you get to take the journey with Cass and Calder, but youâll also get to visit with Sebastian and Talia, since they play key roles in Cass and Calderâs story.
IN THE SHADOWS series:
Mister Black (1) (Sebastian & Talia part 1) - Novella
Scarlett Red (2) (Sebastian & Talia part 2) - Novel
Blackest Red (3) (Sebastian & Talia part 2) - Novel
Gold Shimmer (4) (Cass & Calder part 1) - Novel
Steel Rush (5) (Cass & Calder part 2) - Novel
Black Platinum (6) (Sebastian & Talia) - Novel
Reddest Black (7) (Sebastian & Talia) â Novel
Blood Rose (8) (Cass & Calder) â Novel
I bolt upright on the couch, Calderâs name still on my lips. Thunder booms and lightning flashes, briefly illuminating the dark room just as Calder rounds the coffee table. Crouching next to me, he brushes my hair away from my face, his hand warm against my clammy skin. âAre you okay? I just walked in and freaked when you called out my name. You sounded terrified.â
âI mustâve fallen asleep.â I lean into his comforting touch as I pick up my phone from the coffee table. âWhat time is it?â I mumble so he thinks thatâs why Iâm checking the screen. It was a dream. Celeste didnât send any more texts. I exhale in relief.
Thunder vibrates the windows and Calder shakes his head as he slides his hand into my hair. âI canât believe you slept through all this racket.â Pulling me forward, he kisses my forehead, then quickly looks at me with a worried gaze. âYouâre trembling.â
âIt was just a nightmare.â Taking a steadying breath, I offer a wry smile. âI was dreaming about Celeste.â
He instantly scowls. âNow I see why you called it a nightmare. Wonder why sheâs starring in your dreams after all this time?â
I sigh. Now that Iâve cut off all communication, I might as well tell him about her text. âShe tried to contact me today.â
His expression hardens and his whole body tenses. âYou didnât respond, did you?â
âOnly to tell her not to contact me anymore.â I donât need a lecture. Itâs over and done.
âGood,â he says, visibly relaxing. âThe last thing we need is Celeste returning from the dead. All hell would break loose.â
âI completely agree.â Wrapping my hand around his wrist, I adopt a calm expression and search his gaze in the darkness. âAre you okay?â
âIâve just been spending too much time in my own head.â He quickly scoops me up in his arms, his hold on me especially tight.
âWhat are you doing?â My heart races as I grip his broad shoulders. Keep holding me tight, Calder. Promise to never let me go, no matter what.
âApologizing,â Calder murmurs as he nuzzles my neck while carrying me upstairs. The thunder rumbles in a low bass and the rain rushes against the windows as we enter our darkened room.
Iâm surprised that he doesnât lower me to my feet but instead sets me on the edge of our chaise lounge near the window. Lightning flashes as he towers over me and tilts my chin up. The churning of the storm just outside the window amplifies his heated gaze, spiking my adrenaline. As he begins to tug off his tie, I keep my gaze locked with his and wait for him to speak, but he doesnât say a word. He loops his tie around the scrollwork at the top of the loungeâs back, then shrugs out of his jacket.
Iâm so mesmerized as he unbuttons his dress shirt, that my gaze devours every inch of his gorgeous body as he peels the shirt away. From his six-pack abs to his broad chest, Iâll never get tired of burying my face against his warm, muscular frame. For now I donât mind the silence between us. Heâs here. Thatâs all that matters. Weâll work through this.
When he lowers himself to his knees in front of me, my hand instantly traces the inked raven feathers curved around his left shoulder and down his bicep. âI love this raven wing so much,â I say in a quiet voice. âI think itâs wonderful that others will be able to appreciate this masterpiece in Alanaâs book, and that youâre a man of your word.â
Capturing my hand, he presses his lips to my palm in a slow tantalizing kiss. I take a shaky breath, trying not to get too emotional at how much he makes me feel with just a simple press of his lips to my skin. But he does. Every time, he melts me.
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P.T. Michelle is the NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY, and International Bestselling author of the contemporary romance series IN THE SHADOWS (aka MISTER BLACK), the YA/New Adult crossover series BRIGHTEST KIND OF DARKNESS, and the romance series: BAD IN BOOTS, KENDRIAN VAMPIRES and SCIONS (listed under Patrice Michelle). She keeps a spiral notepad with her at all times, even on her nightstand. When P.T. isnât writing, she can usually be found reading or taking pictures of landscapes, sunsets and anything beautiful or odd in nature.
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