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Get the first two books in Sofia Grey’s Talisman series for only $.99 each

If you like dark ‘n’ angsty paranormal romantic suspense, you’ll LOVE the Talisman series.
Book #1, OBSESSION, is available for $0.99, but for a short time, you can also grab book #2 at a discount. You can read them as standalones, but they are best as a series.

~ Book #2, CRAVING, is available for $0.99 until 2 February ~

A silhouette of a man sitting on his bike holding on to his woman.

 

A deal with a demon, a biker psychic and the girl who might just be his salvation… if the demon doesn’t get to her first.

02-cravingAmazon: http://amzn.to/2dsJbvq

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2e58yDB

Nook: http://bit.ly/2ebvGyS

IBooks:  https://itun.es/nz/wkxabb.l

 

“A paranormal read that will scare you as much as it intrigues you” ~Cocktails & Books ~

Here’s an excerpt from CRAVING

I’d convinced myself Dante was just a means to an end, and then he smiled at me, his hard, uncompromising face lighting up for just a second. With his sharp cheekbones and proud chin, he looked almost beautiful, and my stomach turned cartwheels. His eyes glittered like diamonds, pale silver that appeared luminous in the badly lit room. I felt as though he was looking inside my head. He’d looked at each of us in turn, and while mentally kicking myself from here to London and back, I’d longed for his gaze to fall back on me.

Arrogant fuckwit. If he didn’t come up with the goods tonight, I’d tell Tristan it wasn’t working—see if he could get someone else. Even as I contemplated the impossibility of finding another medium at such short notice, I realized something had changed. I recognized the music instantly. Glen Miller’s Moonlight Serenade. Surely Melissa wasn’t listening to it outside? When the temperature dropped, I felt an icy trickle down my spine. Like an idiot, I held tighter on both sides, Dante and Tristan. Dante’s hand was warm against mine, his palm slightly calloused. The hand of a man who worked for a living. Tristan’s in comparison was smooth and cool.

Dante was speaking, but I didn’t pay any attention. There, flickering in the doorway, like a hologram on a bubble gum card, stood a man in uniform. A Royal Air Force uniform. Oh. My. God. I’d help to set up the room—there was no hidden projection unit, just our own equipment. I hoped to God it all worked. I could see the airman clearly. He was transparent in places, yet parts of him looked solid. I shivered, my breath hanging in front of my face. How could it be so cold, so quickly?

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