Blood Stitches
By Erin Fanning
Available May 12, 2015 from Kensington Publishing/Lyrical Press
Love and danger intertwine…
It’s called El Toque de la Luna—The Touch of the Moon. At
least that’s how nineteen-year-old Gabby’s older sister, Esperanza, refers to
the magical powers she inherited from their Mayan ancestors. Esperanza says
women with El Toque weave magic into their knitting, creating tapestries
capable of saving—or devastating—the world. Gabby thinks Esperanza is more like
touched in the head—until a man dressed like a candy corn arrives at their
Seattle home on Halloween. But “Mr. C” is far from sweet…
Soon, Gabby and her almost-more-than-friend, Frank, find
themselves spirited away to a demon ball, complete with shape shifters—and on a
mission to destroy Esperanza’s tapestries before they cause an apocalyptic
disaster… And before it’s too late to confess their true feelings for each
other.
Excerpt:
In this scene, the
main character, Gabby, and her soon-to-be-more-than-friend, Frank, are trapped
in a subterranean maze with Mr. C and Tory, two men born in a Petri dish.
“I need to tell you something.” Frank steered me to a corner
of the room where the eerie light didn’t reach. He moved in front of me,
blocking my view, and lined his wrist up with mine. Our tattoos touched, again
a deep connection ran through me, as if two pieces of a jigsaw clicked
together. “There’s something I have to do. In case, you know, we don’t make
it.”
“Don’t say that, we’ll find—”
Frank pressed his lips against mine, a quick peck that
morphed into something longer and ended in teeth-smacking and head-bumping. Not
the most suave move in the history of romance, but it set something off I’d
held back a long time.
He traced the tattoo on my wrist. “Sorry—”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down,
leaning into him until we pressed against each other. Our lips touched, and my
mind went blank, leaving only warmth flowing from Frank to me.
“Oooh, Gabby and Frank are smooching.” Tory burst the bubble
surrounding Frank and me.
Mr. C coughed. “Mind your business, Tory.”
“I’ve been wanting to do that forever.” Frank rested his
forehead against mine. “I guess we’ll have to continue later.”
“Yeah.” I cleared my throat, trying to think of something
more profound to say, but I went blank when he kissed me again.
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About the Author:
Erin Fanning spends
her summers on a northern Michigan lake, where her imagination explores the
water and dense forest for undiscovered creatures. In the winter, she migrates
to central Idaho, exchanging mountain bikes and kayaks for skis and snowshoes.
She’s the author of a mountain biking
guidebook, as well as numerous articles, essays, and short
stories.
Find Erin online:
Twitter: @WriterErin
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