Three Times Torn by Felisha Antonette
Bonds may be broken.
Out Jan 9th– Three Times Torn, book two in the A Burdened Novel series.
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Title: Three Times Torn
Author: Felisha Antonette
Series: A Burdened Novel #2
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 9, 2017
Print Length: 437 Pages
Format: Digital and Paperback
ISBN: 978-0-9971455-4-0
Living for someone has never been this literal. Tracey's fun and free life has taken a nefarious turn. Since releasing her heart to Nathan, the repercussions for choosing to love a Burdened Sephlem have been deadly, daunting, and more dangerous than she ever predicted.
Author: Felisha Antonette
Series: A Burdened Novel #2
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 9, 2017
Print Length: 437 Pages
Format: Digital and Paperback
ISBN: 978-0-9971455-4-0
Living for someone has never been this literal. Tracey's fun and free life has taken a nefarious turn. Since releasing her heart to Nathan, the repercussions for choosing to love a Burdened Sephlem have been deadly, daunting, and more dangerous than she ever predicted.
If life only allowed her a moment to breathe, to break away from her tainted father and chaotic friend, the injurious bonding may be easier. But there are sentiments rushing through her veins that is twisting her through a whirlwind of bliss and chaos. And a breath of fresh air only resides in one place. . . Until he's changed. . .
Someone who lives to destroy Tracey's mate, Nathan, has the perfect concoction for tragedy and Tracey is his primary ingredient. Influenced by the sinister intentions of Roehl, Nathan's half-brother, Tracey's outlook on her bond has faltered. She will be required to choose again, and all signs point in the wrong direction; for her and her friend.
Can bonds tied to the soul be broken? Or will a Burdened Sephlem have to bare his soul to keep his mate.
Excerpt one:
You know that moment when you’re falling, almost floating in the sky, but really you’re plummeting? Then you slam down and that’s not it, the force of your fall as you’re smashing against the cracked concrete brings you to bounce back up just before you start falling again. . .?
You know that moment when you’re falling, almost floating in the sky, but really you’re plummeting? Then you slam down and that’s not it, the force of your fall as you’re smashing against the cracked concrete brings you to bounce back up just before you start falling again. . .?
That’s where I am, right there in between the rise and the fall. And I’m kind of stuck. I’ve felt the rush of the fall and the pain from the landing. Now, I’m ready to settle down even knowing it’ll hurt when I hit again.
I squeeze my eyes shut, counting down from ten. You can do this, Tracey, I try, try to encourage myself. Resist it, I think, hearing the strain in my thought. I grit down on my teeth only at five one-thousand.
Ugh! I can’t. It doesn’t hurt, it just drives me freaking insane! Nate, please? Please come up here.
Sparky, he carries with his grumble.
Nathan? I beg.
Sparks, baby. I literally. Lit-er-a-lly just left you like forty-five minutes ago.
I slump down in my chair, scraping my thumbnails over each other. A bubble builds in my chest as a masking irritation itches my flesh—every inch of me.
Nathan sighs. I’ll come up there when you go on lunch. You’re killing me, Sparks.
This stupid bond is killing me, I rant. I know, Nate. Don’t say it. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I hate being crazy over you. He laughs. I get it all. The love, lust, the obsession.
Talk to me later, okay? I’ve gotta get some work done since I’m cutting the day short.
Me too. I sigh, looking over my notes, comparing them to what’s on the whiteboard. They don’t match. I might’ve dazed out at some point and started scribbling what I thought I heard.
Excerpt 2:
I cross the room, stopping before I get in front of him. “I don’t know how to do that.”
His hand shoots out, easing around my waist, and yanks me to him. “The same way you do everything else,” he affirms, taking my hand his and placing his lips to my palm. A cool breeze I recall sweeping over my face that took away my feather, black hand, and heals me blows across my hand. It tingles with him being so close and the touch of his lips against it. “Just barely kiss my back on each side and maybe in the middle. As you desire for them to go away, you breathe out through your desire for them to fade. And hope you don’t get something started.” He moves my hand to his shoulder. I smile, failing at holding it back. Him saying that is getting something started.
I climb onto the bed behind him. The marks make his back a different kind of attractive. Maybe, deadly attractive, when you know it’s something you aren’t supposed to be involved with . . . but you go with it anyway.
I sweep my fingertips over their areas.
His head falls forward as he mumbles, “Can you not touch me like this? We have to be down for dinner, and then go to your house to finish helping your parents pack for their departure week after next. Keep touching me like this and we’re going to miss something.”
Bringing my lips to the curve of his ear, I drip a kiss on his earlobe. “I vote dinner,” I whisper, kissing the side of his shoulder.
Twisting around, he wraps his hand around my neck, pulling me into his stop my heart from beating, steal the breath from my body, kiss. I lay back on the bed, taking him with me.
He welcomes himself between my legs, gliding his hand over my thighs right up to my butt.
More books from the A Burdened Novel series
Four Times Broken:
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About Feilsha Antonette:
Felisha (Peiri) Antonette writes heart-throbbing young adult and new adult romantic suspense, paranormal, science fiction, and contemporary romance with compelling characters who stick with you long after you turn the last page.
When she's not writing, Felisha spends time with her beautiful daughter, staying cool in Arizona, considering mountain climbing, and finding a way to get back to her hometown Chicago. With a bachelor’s degree in Psychology and Creative Writing, she can pick apart a person's motivations to create a believable character, but she has yet to master time management.
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When she's not writing, Felisha spends time with her beautiful daughter, staying cool in Arizona, considering mountain climbing, and finding a way to get back to her hometown Chicago. With a bachelor’s degree in Psychology and Creative Writing, she can pick apart a person's motivations to create a believable character, but she has yet to master time management.
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