Sunday, March 17, 2013

Ryder on the Storm Sneakpeek & Freebie Promo Info

This week is REALLY special because tomorrow marks the beginning of my Ryder on the Storm promotion!  For just five days - yes FIVE days - RYDER ON THE STORM will be free on Amazon!  Take advantage of this deal now!

For now, enjoy this snippet (a bit longer than usual):



Ryder closed the musty tome and placed it upon the cherry table beside him.   The fire glowed against the ancient hearth of Durstine Manor’s vast library, his favorite room for more reasons than one.  A complex pattern of stone and grout, the fireplace ran floor to ceiling and covered more than half of the wall.  Opposite the fireplace stood ornately carved double-doors with heavy wrought iron handles and matching hinges.  He’d had them shipped over in pieces from Scotland, along with the sconces that lined each hall of the manor.  Aside from the doors and the hearth, the library walls were floor to ceiling shelves overflowing with tomes from every age of man.  Ryder had read them all, retained most of the information, and continued to seek more.  Unlike the majority of his brethren, Ryder understood that knowledge was the true power and any who could wield it would prosper.  As a result, he’d managed to do quite well for himself over the years.
Ryder tilted his head, footsteps echoed in the hallway, heels judging by the click.  They came to a stop just outside his door.  Reaching into his pocket, Ryder withdrew a small strip of leather and tied his shoulder-length, raven hair in a low ponytail.  He stood and straightened his light V-neck shirt, adjusted his belt and slipped his notebook beneath the book he’d been reading.
“Come in, Angeline.”
The heavy oak door slid open slowly followed by the polished assistant he had been forced to hire to replace Keene.  He refused to think about that now.  Besides, Ryder found Angeline to be adequate, and certainly easy on the eyes.  Her hair always upswept in a chignon, held in place with gold-plated chopsticks.  She most frequently wore a black skirt suit with satin or silk blouses of various colors.  Tonight however, she had selected a kimono dress, brilliant blue with embroidered dragons whose heads met at the most opportune place. 
“It is done, my liege.”  Angeline approached and handed him a blood red card the size of an invitation.  A smile played across her mouth.  “The Hunters seek Keene as we speak and the girl is being followed.  She has shown no signs of supernatural skill.”

2 comments:

  1. Very very nice! I'm looking forward to reading the whole thing. :)

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  2. Interesting excerpt. Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to reading more.

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