Release
date: October 15, 2013
Genre:
Paranormal Romance
Falling for Grace, book two in the Four Winds series by Anne Conley
Blurb:
Rafael
is one of God’s Four Winds, the Archangel of Healing. He has
answered the countless prayers for healing of loved ones, wondering
what it was about the emotion that made humans willing to sacrifice
so much.
Grace
is a lifeguard who has been on Rafe’s radar since she lost a little
boy three years ago. What she doesn’t realize is the green haze
that comes over her during a rescue is actually a diving presence
who’s about to give up his celestial body to become a very real
entity in her life.
While
Grace is trying to overcome her own demon, Rafe is discovering his
own sexuality, but there’s a darker presence making himself known.
The Deceiver wants what Rafe is getting, and he’ll do whatever it
takes to have her.
Excerpt
from Falling for Grace:
Teeth
brushing. That wasn't a normal thing for him. Neither was
showering. Or shaving.
Usually,
his work was done on a different realm. He traveled in the cosmic
soup, visiting people in their dreams, subconsciously, or their
conscious minds. He became a temporary part of their psyche. He
dropped in on surgeons during surgery, to help guide shaky,
sleep-deprived hands. Rafe had passed out ideas to the stumped
healers, in a sudden flash of brilliance. He visited dreams. He was
responsible for many 'Eureka!' moments.
Rarely,
had he come to earth in a human body. He'd been visiting Grace
during saves for the past three years in her mind, allowing her to do
her job the way she had been trained to do, only providing moral
support. He hadn't had to step in with her, yet.
Head-hopping
was one of his many talents. He had the ability to jump inside of
another person's head and sense what they were thinking. He didn't
get clear visions, only vague perceptions. As tempting as it was to
be inside her mind all the time, he hadn't done it to Grace.
Much.
He
enjoyed having a body. It felt good. He stood in front of the
mirror, a towel wrapped around his waist, sensing his body. He could
feel the muscles in his arm and shoulder flex as he brushed, enjoyed
the feel of the bristles against his teeth and tongue. He flexed his
toes against the bathmat, scrunching them into the thick pile,
feeling his calves bunch. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes,
delighted at the various ways that the human body secreted
by-products. Marvelous.
The
delight in feeling himself was interrupted by Grace opening the
bathroom door, surprising him. He turned to her, and gaped, undone
by what he saw.
She
was standing there, bleary-eyed, wearing nothing but a knit camisole
and a pair of the tiniest bikini panties he'd ever seen on a woman in
the flesh. He was frozen, eyes wide, toothbrush in his mouth,
toothpaste foaming and dripping, looking like a rabid dog. He was
aware of his groin muscles tightening, his testicles shrinking
abruptly.
Grace
was frozen too. He saw her jaw drop, framing her wide luscious mouth
in a perfect O. Her blue eyes widened, and an attractive blush
crawled up her chest to her cheeks. Her wide eyes traveled from his
face down his torso, to the towel wrapped around his waist before
dropping to her feet, where they began the climb up her own body.
She
snapped her mouth shut, and she began to sputter as realization
dawned.
"I-I'm
so sorry. I should have knocked." Her hands went to cover
herself. "I'm not used to a man living here." Turning,
she tossed over her shoulder as she darted out of the bathroom, "I'll
just use the other one!"
Chuckling
to himself, Rafe looked down, noticing his erection, making a tent
out of his towel. The tightness in his groin should have been a give
away, but he'd been so taken aback by her appearance in the doorway
that he hadn't taken in the implications of his blood flow altering
its course from his testicles to other places.
Spitting
out the toothpaste and rinsing his mouth, Rafe whistled as he went
into his room to dress for the day. It would be exciting, he was
sure.
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About
the author
Anne
Conley lives in a small town in East Texas with her husband, two
kids, and thirty goats. She writes all day, reads all night, and is
prides herself on not being in the running for Mommy of the Year, as
her kids are lucky to make it to school with socks and underwear on.
She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true
pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking
chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible
wound.
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