Waking up to your 14 year old daughter crying her eyes out is never a good start. I must admit I rolled my eyes, wondering what latest teenage trauma had befallen her now. That is until I heard this conversation.
Daddy: "What's the matter. Why are you crying?"
D: "I can't hear you. Calm down, what's the matter?"
R: "I can't move my neck."
D:"What do you mean you can't move your neck. Not at all?"
R: "I heard a crack and now I can't move. I can't get up."
Needless to say I jumped out of bed to see what the heck was going on. Sure enough she couldn't move her neck at all, couldn't lift her arm, and her shoulder was all twisted.
Cutting a long story short, Hubby took her off to A&E and she was diagnosed with a massive muscle spasm, starting from her collarbone, going over her shoulder and down along her spine towards her bottom. You can imagine the agony she is in. She has to exercise slowly and take painkillers, but it can take up to two weeks for her to be back to normal.
Now if that wasn't bad enough, a little while later I'm in the bath room brushing my teeth and suddenly the baby is screeching, and I mean screeching.
My nine year old screams.
"Get off his head! OMG! You're standing on his head!"
I fly to the living room and she is holding a screeching little budda, the four year old is shaking and keeps saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Poor lil budda has the imprint of 4 year old's trainer on his head. Thankfully he is fine, as he was in his bouncy chair. (Still not entirely sure how you can stand on someone's head when they're in a bouncy chair, mind you)
But, yes, you know that duvet option looked more and more attractive.
School run over with we went to baby massage and I relaxed. Nothing quite like naked, scrummy, if still red headed baby, and all that skin to skin contact to calm a harassed mummy down. Though I did still wonder when the third thing was going to strike...
And then I got home and checked my e-mail. I'm scrolling down and there is a reply from Evernight, marked SUBMISSION and I think to myself, surely not. I had only send the ms off the evening before.
But, guess what? Lots of squealing and excited ringing of hubby and texting to friends later, it finally sunk in that my third thing that day was the acceptance to Lure Of Forever.
This is the follow up to Lure Of The Blood and it's Lucas' story.
Here is the unedited blurb.
You'd think a three thousand year old vampire would believe in forever. Not Lucas. He has an escaped demon to hunt and no time for the follies of humankind. When strip-o-gram Coralie arrives on his boat, she awakens human instincts long buried, and protecting her becomes of paramount importance.
This story is darker than Lure Of The Blood was and poor old Lucas and Coralie... I do torture them rather a lot!
Readers will also learn more about Ion and Marnie and I have plans for at least one more in the Lure Series, as it's now known. What can I say, the more I wrote, the more back story came to me. Joys of being a panster and all that. Really, who knew that Ion's second in command has such a tragic past, but that's for book three.
For now, here is a bit of Coralie's and Lucas' first meet. Unedited and subject to change. Enjoy :-)
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