Halloween is getting closer and it is an ideal time to catch up with spooky reads. I am pleased to share a book extract with you to celebrate a novel I enjoyed earlier this year, The Devil’s Bride by Emma S. Jackson. My review can be found here
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Title: The Devil’s Bride
Author: Emma S. Jackson
Genre: Gothic, paranormal romance
Release date: 6th February 2020
Amazon link: http://bit.ly/TheDevilsBride
Book Extract for The Devil’s Bride
This extract from The Devil’s Bride comes a couple of chapters in when Jamie and the gang of highwaymen she works with have infiltrated the supposedly cursed Edburton Manor and found Matthew living there.
Now he’s their captive and this is the first conversation the two main characters have with each other. I loved writing this moment and exploring the beginning of the game of cat and mouse they would play. Although Matthew is tied up on a chair – having recently been knocked unconscious – he’s not entirely at her mercy…
Freezing cold water spilled down his head and face, throwing pain and tension through him so he coughed and spluttered and opened his eyes.
She bent down to peer into his face, her lips twisting in a wry smile that didn’t touch her eyes.
‘Yeah, I thought you were faking.’ Her voice was cool with amusement.
He blinked, water running along his eyebrows and dripping from his eyelashes. Her eyes were grey shadows in the candlelight, but her aura… He was overwhelmed by it all over again. The colours of her emotions ran at the centre of it, but all around the edge was that bleed of gauzy silver.
‘That makes two of us,’ he rasped.
She straightened up and took a step back from him, her head tilting ever so slightly. ‘Excuse me?’
‘Do they know you’re a woman?’
She showed no reaction save for a raised eyebrow. ‘I must’ve hit you harder than I thought.’
He shook his head gingerly, needling the ache behind his ear and gave a half-smile. ‘I think you hit me precisely as hard as you meant to.’
Her tongue touched the corner of her mouth as she considered him. He saw a kaleidoscope of curiosity, caution, and a flicker of desire, pulse through her.
No, it might not be that. He’d been wrong about that before. It wasn’t as though anyone had ever taught him what the colours meant; he’d had to work it out all by himself. Sometimes he couldn’t even be sure he was seeing different colours – it was more of an impression – and who was to say half of that wasn’t in his head? Feelings could flash in and out of a person, and regardless of whether he was reading them right; it didn’t always mean people would act accordingly. He’d learnt that in brutal fashion when his half-brother had introduced his fiancée two years ago.
‘Does it hurt?’ she asked idly, and it was only the glimpse of guilt slipping through her aura that recalled his wandering mind.
His heart began to beat harder at the intensity of his situation. He hadn’t been around anyone for so long, and he’d almost forgotten the onslaught – the way his brain constantly had to process the complexities of people’s internal secrets. How was he supposed the gain the upper hand and escape while he was struggling just to think straight?
And that was the goal now. Just escape. Forget protecting the homestead and its valuables. If he managed to get away with his life, he would be lucky enough.
He took a shaky breath, trying to pull himself back together.
‘Not as much as if you’d used the pointy end.’
She laughed at that; a genuine moment of amusement that made him see past the swirling colours to her. It didn’t soften her, but it lifted her. It didn’t make her look younger but it gave him a glimpse of her youth; the idea that once she had laughed regularly and that had been taken from her. Somehow that seemed worse than his own experience of childhood.
Author of the Best Selling A MISTLETOE MIRACLE and contender for the Joan Hessayon Award 2020, Emma has been a devoted bookworm and secret-story-scribbler since she was 6 years old. When she’s not running around after her two daughters and trying to complete her current work-in-progress, Emma loves to read, bake, catch up on binge-watching TV programmes with her partner and plan lots of craft projects that will inevitably end up unfinished. Her latest romantic comedy, SUMMER IN THE CITY, was released in June, with a festive romance, ONE KISS BEFORE CHRISTMAS, due for release on 2nd November 2020.
Emma also writes historical and fantasy fiction as Emma S Jackson. THE DEVIL’S BRIDE was published by DarkStroke in February 2020.
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Happy reading and stay safe!