Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Teaser Tuesday 1/14/14 Red Moon by Elizabeth Kelly

Red Moon by Elizabeth Kelly

Warning: For 18 and older

Many years have passed since the Great War that destroyed over three quarters of the world’s population. Now, humans and supernaturals alike have learned how to survive in the new world. For Avery Hendrin, the eldest daughter of the man who brought light back to the world, life has taken a turn for the worse. Sold into slavery after her father’s death, Avery’s only concern is keeping her younger sister safe. Branded as a witch and rejected by her own kind because of her red hair, Avery resigns herself to a life in the slave house until a chance meeting with a powerful Lycan named Tristan Williams.
Although Tristan does not believe the human’s tales of the Reds being witches, he has no need for Avery. He’s in search of a nanny for his young children and after an impassioned plea from the redhead, agrees to hire her younger sister as his nanny. However, his beloved daughter Sophia has an immediate connection with Avery and Tristan cannot deny her request to purchase Avery as well, despite the discord it will bring to his household.

Struggling to accept her new life as a slave and to ignore her almost immediate attraction to Tristan, Avery tries to hide her healing powers from him but exposes her gift when she saves Tristan’s adopted brother from death.

Tristan believes his obsession with Avery is nothing more than lust. Determined to bed her despite her strange powers, will he convince her to accept her new life or give her the freedom she craves?

Avery sighed and stretched languidly. She could hear Maya snoring softly behind her and she frowned a little, not understanding why her normally soft bed was so hard. She was much too warm. Maya was wrapped around her like a vine and she was positively radiating with heat. She tried to wriggle away but Maya snorted softly and buried her face against the back of her neck. Her stubble scraped – whoa stubble? Avery opened her eyes in a hurry. She stared upwards, expecting to see the familiar ceiling of her bedroom and frowned confusedly at the ceiling of the tent. After a few seconds, reality came flooding through her. She had been dreaming of home.

Kelly, Elizabeth Red Moon. Kindle Edition.