#TuesdayTeaser for Feb 18, 2014
It’s time for a weekly tease! Are you ready?
Today’s tease comes from my newly released Guardians of Atlantis Box Set. The Guardians box set is a set of three paranormal romance novellas: Tempting Eden, Seducing Eve and Ravishing Helene.
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And now here’s a little snippet from Seducing Eve.
Eve has been captured and is trying her best to break out of the lab. Lucian happens along just as she’s about to make a break for it.
Eve spun around ready to dash and ran into a brick wall. Strong hands gripped her to steady her. When she looked up, she met Lucian’s gaze. Oh, he felt as good as he looked but still, he was the enemy. And she had to get away.
“What are you—?”
She kneed him in the balls as hard as she could. And then guilt immediately washed over her. He grunted, doubled over and released her. She skittered around him while he was incapacitated and made it into the hallway. She heard Franco shout for him to go after her but she hoped he was in too much pain to obey immediately. Which way was out? None of the exits were marked. She dashed down the hallway toward a door. But Dr. Brice stepped in her path, blocking her way. And he held a gun pointed directly at her chest.
An alarm screeched through the lab. The sound was so deafening it nearly made her ears bleed.
She came to a jarring halt and turned back the other way. Lucian stumbled out of the exam room and blocked her other escape path. Boy, did he look pissed. His face creased in anger and pain. Their gazes meet and they stared at each other for a split second. Then he pulled his gun and pointed it toward Eve.
“Get down,” he growled.
She gasped and reacted at the same time, crouching to the floor as he fired off round after round. She covered her head hoping no stray bullets made it her way. A quick glance up and she saw the guns were not ones with bullets but some sort of ray gun. Green light flashed overhead. Lucian dove back into the exam room she’d just come from.
She stood, trying to decide which way to run.
Coward. He’d left her.
Shots exploded next to her, shattering the window. Glass rained down all around her. She squealed and jumped against the opposite wall, covering her face and head as glass tinkled to the tile floor. Somewhere in the lab, women screamed.
Brice had fired back at Lucian. And now she heard the booted footsteps running down the hall. A quick peek over her shoulder verified her suspicions. Brice headed right for her, gun in hand. He held it up, pointed it at her, ready to fire.
Lucian erupted from the exam room, his feet crunching on glass. He stood between her and Brice, firing off several rapid shots. The doctor ducked into a nearby room.
More glass shattered around her. And she was barefoot. Great. How was she going to get out of this one?
“Bring her to me, guardian,” Franco said. “So she can be dealt with accordingly.” He stood in the doorway of the exam room looking fierce and thoroughly unhappy. The syringe was gone from his shoulder.
Shit. She was going to die. This was it. And she hadn’t really lived yet. She hadn’t really done anything yet. She’d played it safe all her life and look where that got her. Nowhere.
Lucian glanced from Franco to her. She could see the indecision in his eyes. Brice had re-emerged from his hiding place in one of the rooms. Lucian looked at him now and then back at Eve.
“Please, don’t,” she whispered.
Please don’t give me to him was what she wanted to say but those two words were the only ones that came out. Lucian was her last hope. Maybe she could bat her eyelashes and use her feminine wiles to get him to help her. Did she have feminine wiles?
“Don’t let her run,” Franco warned.
She wanted to snort. Where would she go? She was barefoot and had no desire to have glass shoved under her skin. Escape or no escape. She never took her gaze off Lucian and she prayed he could see the pleading in her eyes. He raked a hand through his hair and snuck a glance at Franco, then Brice.
“Damn it.” He swore so only she could hear.
He turned back to Franco and fired off several shots at him then aimed the gun at Brice, firing more shots. The doctor disappeared from view again and, she supposed, Brice, too. Lucian wrapped an arm around her waist and hoisted her against his side. She picked up her feet to keep from stepping on shattered glass and wrapped them snuggly around his waist and, damn, didn’t that feel nice. He ran down the hallway toward a door but the alarms would bring more men toward the lab.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he said. “And don’t let go no matter what happens.”
She did as he commanded and buried her face against his neck, saw his pulse jumping at a rapid speed. Her heart matched it. He was taking her out of here. And maybe, just maybe, he could get her back home. She braved a peek and saw the door ahead still closed.
Lucian used the gun again to blast it but the door held fast.
“For fuck’s sake,” he grumbled.
Eve recognized Franco’s frenzied voice. Running footsteps behind them. And the door was still closed. Lucian came to a halt.
“End of the line, sweetheart.”