Soul
Mate
McKinzie
S. Heart
Excerpt
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Book
Heat Level: 5
BLURB:
Erotic/Western
Romance
It
is 1882, Midwest North America and fiery Scottish lass Katlyn MacKenzie has
inadvertently found herself working in a local saloon after her father’s
death. Handsome cowboy James Granger wants Kate more than he’s wanted any
woman before so he is determined to make her his come hell or high-water.
She is tempted by his heated, experienced touch but will she succumb to his
charms or will another stake his claim? For in steps a strange suitor
that will not be denied in his own quest for Kate’s heart, body, and
soul. His scorching kiss competes with James’s touch while they both
pursue her. But who will she choose? Because though one offers
passionate life and the other offers blissful death, only her Soul Mate can
claim her.
EXCERPT:
To
anyone else, the graveyard amounted to nothing more than a compilation of
various intricately carved headstones that offered a glimpse into other’s past
lives. But to Katlyn, it all appeared dark and ominous. She instantly yearned
to leave. As the two moved from headstone to headstone searching for Houston’s
grave, chills raced across her skin. She purposefully neglected to inform James
of her “clan’s” sensitive nature. She and Margaret were the most sensitive of
them all. She didn’t know why, but it had been generations since any like them
had been born…at least that is what her father had told her. But such things
could not be discussed with outsiders…ever. It was a part of the old way woven
into her being from the beginning. It truly was the only part of the old way
that she couldn’t release herself from. The feelings that raced through her
ranged from hatred to long lost love. She knew for a fact these were the
feelings carried by each and every soul around her. The weight of the night
pressed in on her as though she had been placed in a small, shrinking room. If
she didn’t leave soon, it would quickly overwhelm her.
“Ok,
James, let’s part ways so we can find it quicker,” she suggested rubbing her
arms.
“And
leave such a delectable treat all on her own? I don’t know about that.”
“Come
on…it will be quicker.”
“You’re
right…good idea. The quicker we find him the quicker we can get back to the parlor.”
“No,
I don’t think so. The quicker I can
get back to my parlor. I’m afraid we must say goodbye for the night when
finished, my friend.”
James
understood this as a dismissal but it didn’t faze him. So what if he couldn’t
make her his tonight? There was time…he would woo her…seduce her…until she gave
in and he claimed her for his own. With all previous guilt now eliminated, he
fully embraced the growing desire to have her…heart, body, and soul. He smiled
with secret anticipation but instead replied, “Pity…well shoulda brought a lamp
instead of relying on the moon. Sorry. Are you cold? That gown is somewhat
revealing in the um…neckline area.”
“Mind
your own business, cowboy,” she snapped with growing discomfort as she kicked
dirt onto his boots.
James
laughed heartily, shook each foot then moved away.
Katlyn
really had no intention of searching for his brother’s grave. She would head right
back to where she had come from as soon as James left her sight…and now he was
gone. Carefully, she worked her way back. The feelings pressed harder in on her
almost suffocating. Where is the
entrance? It hadn’t taken this long to come in.
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