These fantasy excerpts are from past promotions we featured when we were on Books That Hook.
Because all of that site is gone forever, I’m using my email to try to compile all the fantasy excerpts from those deleted posts.
These fantasy excerpts are all ones I had permission to post. I am just moving them to our new website. Enjoy!
Note: I am in the process of moving these excerpts. As soon as they have all been moved, this page will be deleted.
Excerpt from WAKING THE DRAGON by Juliette Cross
The beautiful blonde froze.
She peered down the darkened corridor of the cellar beneath the Vaengar Stadium. No one.
Excerpt from CAGE OF DECEIT by Jennifer Ann Davis
Allyssa despised sparring in a dress. However, that was the way her father had taught her to fight. He said if someone attacked her, she would be in a gown, so she had to be able to maneuver in heavy fabric.
“Faster,” Marek instructed. “You’re not focusing.”
She wanted to growl because he was right, she was too distracted. Putting all thoughts of the pretty prince out of her mind, she gave Marek her full attention. He swung his sword, hitting hers near the hilt, making her drop it. Not intending to lose their match so easily, she twisted and came in close to him. When he went to grab her, she rammed her elbow into his stomach. He hunched over and she yanked him down, slamming her knee into his face.
He dropped his sword.
“I win,” she declared.
Excerpt from ILL FATED by Rachel Rawlings
“You’re awake?” He sounded more than a little surprised.
“I’m not really sure the state I’m in qualifies as awake.”
“Here I was, terrified to poke the dragon, and you’re already drinking coffee and talking in complete sentences.”
I snorted and took a sip of the aforementioned liquid gold. “Are you always like this in the morning?”
“If you’d let me sleep over you’d already know the answer to that question. Why aren’t you asleep?”
In general or just tonight, I silently wondered. “Bad dream. I’ve been tossing and turning all night. I finally gave in and got out of bed.”
Papers rustled in the background and when he spoke again, his voice was lower, intimate.”You want to talk about it?”
“Something tells me my nightmares are the least of our problems.”