Love Resurrected (Second Chances #1) by Kristy Centeno
Publisher: Lazy Day Publishing
Release Date: April 27, 2013
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 84,728
It’s never too late for a second chance at love.
Keiran McDermott has lived by one simple rule for over a hundred years: keep a safe distance from humans at all times. He knows from experience that close proximity to them can lead to disasters and more often than not, end up badly. But when the need to explore a nearby town places him directly in the path of a woman being stalked by two foul predators, the instinct to protect the young beauty from the men intent on causing her harm forces him to break his self-imposed law.
However, once she’s safely away from her attackers, Keiran finds himself locked in another battle. He knows his weakness can kill: it did so in the past. But how can he find the courage to stay away, when the image of her lovely face torments his mind?
When a new threat forces him to come to Celine’s aid again, will Keiran be able to fight temptation long enough to keep her alive and protected, even from himself?
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
About the Author
As a child, she used to lose herself in an imaginary world by the means of a good book. Now that she’s all grown up, Kristy gets to create her own fictional realms and make them come to life in ways that most readers might not expect.
She’s always had a passion for writing but never had the opportunity do so until now. After trying out numerous options, she realized that writing was what she loved the most so when she found herself with some free time on her hands, she decided to pursue her passion. As it turned out, her very active imagination helped her achieve her goals of creating believable plots with some ordinary, and some not so ordinary characters that helped the stories move along in one way or another.
As she keeps moving along in achieving her dreams of becoming a published author, she divides her time in between her four children and her very understanding husband.
Deciding he had seen enough and that it was time to take action, Keiran dropped from the branch on which he stood, landing three feet away from the two assailants without making a sound. Even as he straightened his lean body and stood facing their backs, they remained unaware of his presence.
When the taller of the two men bent forward and grabbed a fistful of the woman’s now-soiled uniform, Keiran gripped his collar and jerked him backwards. Scared, the man glanced over his shoulder to see a pale-skinned man with a pair of glowing green-colored eyes staring back at him. He was so stunned he could not react. Keiran understood what the man saw when he looked at him. He saw the profile of a potentially vicious killer. The truth of his nature surely revealed itself in his unnaturally colored eyes. Even in his inebriated state, the man could sense that something about Keiran was not right. Because of this, the attacker hesitated.
The shock of having his plans foiled by a stranger did not last long though. As soon as he recovered from the surprise of turning to find Keiran standing there, the man lurched forward, intending to beat his fists into Keiran’s face. Unfortunately for him, he was too slow for someone with supernatural abilities. Before his fist could connect, Keiran tossed him through the air and he landed twenty feet away, bumping his head hard against the ground and losing consciousness instantly.
The attack was over in a matter of seconds, so the second man had not even noticed Kieran’s presence there until the sound of his comrade’s scream sliced through the air and filled the silent void. Not fully understanding what had just happened, but aware something bad had occurred to his accomplice, he immediately turned and allowed for his gaze to scan the area around him. He saw movement behind the trees but, try as he might, he could not see what or who was moving out there. All he could see was a fuzzy blur that kept darting from one tree to another. The fact that he was now standing alone in the middle of the woods with an unconscious victim and an awkwardly sprawled accomplice a few feet away sobered him quickly. Something was not right, and he had no way of comprehending what….