Title: Forever CursedAuthor: Sarah J PepperGenre: New Adult Fantasy RomancePublication Date: Oct. 10th, 2017Editor: Nadine WinninghamPublisher: Neximus PublishingPhotographer: Wilcoxon PhotographyMakeup: Platinum Imagination Hair and Makeup
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Blurb:Captain James
Peter may as well be imprisoned on Neverland with us for he consumes Miss Bell’s thoughts, stealing her away from me. His retaliation is a constant threat of which we cannot escape. Even so, that pathetic excuse of a man is the least of my worries.
Corrupt and vile creatures rule this tiny spit of land, brought here by fairies, by Miss Bell.Whether she admits it or not, she needs my protection. Yet, I catch her glancing at my severed arm with pity in her eyes. She thinks of me as weak, injured, and any number of inadequacies. Feck. I will not stand for it! I will protect her even if it costs me my life.
Miss BellCaptain James makes no attempt to shield the darkness harbored in his eyes, like he wants me—needs me—to see what most people do. Ruthlessness. Turmoil. Devastation.
“Remember that the same hand I use to caress your delicate skin has been stained with the blood of my enemies,” he says, cupping my cheek. “Do not assume my affection for you is something others have experienced. Understood, Miss Bell?”
I understand. Hell, I am counting on it. Peter would rather see me dead than in the arms of another, and I have no intention of dying—especially not when Captain James makes me feel so alive.
Award Winning Author, Sarah J. Pepper, specializes in fantasy and paranormal romance. She unveils the beauty of love in her new adult/young adult novels. Her works envelope dark, paranormal romance - think "happy ever after" but with a twisted, dark chocolate center. Real-life romance isn't only filled with hugs, kisses, bunnies, and rainbows. True-love can be more thoroughly described in times of darkness and tribulation. It's in those harsh moments where you see what a person is truly capable of - both the good and bad. Sometimes prince-charming isn't always on time, and the glass slipper is a little snug. However, it doesn't mean Charming is not Mr. Right, and who says every shoe is the perfect fit? Get a glimpse inside her head at www.sarahjpepper.com.Author Links:Instagram: www.instagram.com/sarahjanepepperPinterest: www.pinterest.com/peppersarahjTumblr: www.spepper1.tumblr.comGoodreads: www.goodreads.com/SarahJPepperFacebook: www.facebook.com/sarahjpepper.authorTwitter: www.twitter.com/sarahjpepperAmazon: http://amzn.to/2wYHiBoLinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/sarahjpepper/Buy Links:
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Breathe in. Breathe out. My body vibrated, reacting to him. His rage called to me, beckoning like a siren. His temper rolled off as he towered over me. The wide spread of his chest, the taut flex in his arms, the faint caress of scabbard brushing up against my hips—it was all meant to intimidate me, but it simply tempted me to curl my fingers around his waistband and lick the fury emitting off his body. I could barely force a breath out when he leaned forward and lightly brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. I wouldn’t have been able to control myself had I moved. His caress was light as if his entire body wasn’t flexed. I licked my bottom lip, my body humming and craving more. His gaze dropped. He made no attempt to shield the darkness harbored in his eyes, like he wanted me—needed me—to see what most people saw. Ruthlessness. Turmoil. Devastation. Someone who had never survived pain…evil could never truly understand. For I was born of evil. And the sideways glance in James’ eye was that of the devil.“Remember that the same hand I use to caress your delicate skin has been stained with the blood of my enemies,” he said, cupping my cheek. “Do not assume my affection for you is something others have experienced. Understood, Miss Bell?”Not trusting my voice, I nodded. By creation, I was drawn to wicked men. But even if that wasn’t the case, there was no part of me that didn’t find him incredibly attractive. James was cunning, dangerous with a sword, and yet he reserved a soft spot in his heart for me. His affection for me made mine beat uncontrollably. He leaned in so his lips were right above mine, but he paused just before I could taste his kiss. “Is that understood?”
