Title:
Emanate
Author:
Jamie
Magee
Genre: YA/NA Paranormal
Romance
Hosted by:
Lady
Amber's Tours
Synopsis:
Return to the world of Insight with EMNATE, the
seventh installment of the addictive story that brings you to the forefront of
your darkest fears and cradles you in the belief that each of us has our own
divine fate.
Emanate
opens days after the final chapter of Enflame. Every trial thus far as left
both Willow and Landen tested and exhausted, Jupiter was no different, if
anything it was far worse.
Now they
not only have to face the influenced of two planets at once in their weakened
state, they also have to come head to head with their home dimensions belief
system that is dead set on pushing them into an ascension neither of them or
ready for.
The fun non
boring Bio :)
I'm an obsessive daydreamer. Lover of loud alternative
music. Addicted to Red Bull. I love to laugh until it hurts. Fall is my
favorite season. Black is my favorite 'shade.' Strong believer in the saying:
there is a reason for everything, therefore I search for 'marked moments' every
moment of everyday...and I find them. Life is
beautiful!
Boring one....
Jamie Magee has always believed that each of us have a
defining gift that sets us apart from the rest of the world, she has always
envied those who have known from their first breath what their gift was. Not
knowing hers, she began a career in the fast paced world of business. Raising a
young family, and competing to rise higher in that field would drive some to
the point of insanity, but she always found a moment of escape in a passing
daydream. Her imagination would take her to places she'd never been, introduce
her to people she's never known. Insight, her debuting novel, is a result of
that powerful imagination. Today, she is grateful that not knowing what defined
her, led her on a path of discovery that would always be a part of her.
Author
Links:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Jamie_Magee_
Mercifully, I let my lips worship her body at a slow,
agonizing pace. I loved the feel of her hands knotting through my hair, the
catch of breath I could hear as my hands found a way to follow where my lips
once were. The way she moved against
me.
She
fought for some way to reach more of me, to seduce me with her lips, her hands,
but I wanted her to feel more than my physical touch. I wanted her to feel my
emotion. I wanted her to feel my hungry energy. I wanted her to feel my soul
reaching out once more for hers. This was about her, not
me.
Each
time she made a sound, my gaze would glance to her stunning face, only to find
her eyes closed. Hope was not lost, though. Across her soaked skin, I could see
traces of light where I had brought exaltation to her
body.
“Let me
see you,” my thoughts breathed as I slid her down the
shower wall. Slowly, she bared the windows to her soul, revealing shimmering
glimpses of blue in the deep sea of emerald. “Beautiful,” I whispered as my
hand cupped her face and my thumb urged her mouth to mine. I barely brushed the
flesh of her lips as I moved my body and we collided as
one.
That
stare, that one right there, caused more emotion than this taste of flesh. It
was more than when our energy moved into one, it was more because right now it
was both. It had never been both before because I had never seen her eyes as
blue as they were for that one, transitory moment before the rhythm of passion
forced her to close them once
more.
She was
there, deep inside, daring to surface. For the first time,
I really saw her. I have no idea what
caused her to come back to me, but I was enthralled with gratitude. It allowed
me to feel her body as if it were the first
time.
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