Is it love, or an echo from long ago.
And no Book Brew Guest Author Experience would be complete without an excerpt!
Here’s one from When A Mullo Loves A Woman, my debut book which is available to purchase in various eBook Retailers. To find out more, visit my web-site: www.joannekenrick.com
BLURB: She thought the mullo was just a myth”¦she was dead wrong.
Adam Flint’s Gypsy visions always guide him to those who need his paranormal gifts. He gets more than he bargained for in Pearl Kizzy, a beautiful spitfire from Liverpool. Adam knows that to save Pearl, he must help her accept her own Gypsy heritage.
Although Adam and Pearl fight their burning attraction for one another, a night of passion sparks memories of their treacherous former lives. Unable to face the loss of Pearl in this century, Adam scrambles for distance from the love of his life. A rejected Pearl falls into the arms of a Mullo–a gypsy vampire–who lays claim to her heart–and her life.
To survive, Adam and Pearl must accept their tragic past, and find a way to kill the undead.
EXCERPT: From Chapter Fourteen.
I didn’t want Adam to follow me onto the back deck. I couldn’t handle his condescending remarks. I just wanted to think, to be alone. But he had followed me.
My sight locked onto the bleak, never-ending ocean crashing against the rocky shore. There was something transfixing about the fluidity of the movement and the meeting of elements, water and earth. The luminous full moon was the only thing to break up the dark storm clouds above.
“Pearl?”
I ignored him. Instead, I reveled in the rain that pitter-pattered on my head and streamed down my face. It felt cleansing, like all the crap I’d dealt the last few days was being washed away with the rain.
He tried to guide me to face him with a gentle hand on my shoulder. I jerked my shoulder at his touch, my focus glued to the rain lashing the surface of the crashing ocean. The storm was picking up momentum and wind began lashing at me. But still I stood staring out to sea.
“Pearl, come out of the rain. You’ll catch your death.”
A strike of lightening blazed up the sky, a brilliant yellow. Was Mother Nature expressing the fury I felt inside? Was I somehow connected to the storm? It felt that way, and I wanted the sounds of the storm to fill me to the brim, leaving no room for confusion. I looked up at the moon and held out my arms. Take me, storm, take me.
Adam grabbed my hand and dragged me under the deck’s roof.
I can’t let the ocean call you to its depths. I won’t let it happen. I heard what was in Adam’s head. No, I felt it. A panic had taken hold of him. It was gut-wrenching; his heart was pounding hard and fast. It felt as though he’d lost someone to the sea, a loved one.
“What the hell?” I maneuvered to face him””his arms were still wrapped tight around me. I wiped the sodden hair away from my face and stared up at him. The sense of familiarity flooded me again, and I yearned to bask in the comfort that comes with such closeness. A desire to place my head on his chest and to wrap my arms around him filled me, but I resisted for fear of being pushed away.
“Have you ever met someone for the first time, but in your heart you feel as if you’ve met them before?”
“Yes,” he said. Adam gazed into my eyes, his expression soft and concerning.
“What do you think it means?”
“Dunno.”
I loved the vibration of his thoughts. They traveled through me as though they belonged to me. It made me feel close to him. Being with him was like being with an old friend. Frosty ass comments and all, I wanted to take comfort in him and could resist no more. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my head into his chest. It felt like home. He felt like home.
“Maybe we knew each other in a past life?” I asked, closing my eyes and leaning into the safety of him. My ear was pressed hard against his chest, and yet I managed to nuzzle further into him.
See/hear this excerpt of When A Mullo Loves A Woman over on YouTube, too!
I wonder, have you met someone for the first time, maybe someone you fell in love with, and felt as if you’ve known them forever? Inquiring minds want to know!
I have, but not someone I fell in love with. They become a really close friend, actually. It was strange when we met. It was as if we’d be best-friends forever. Could it be a past-life connection? It’s often joked that we are ‘soul-sisters’. Who knows. All I know is, my heart tells me it’s right we met when we did 🙂
I hope you enjoyed. Happy Valentines Month!
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0 COMMENTS
Nancy Naigle
14 years agoI definitely think there’s a connection in the beginning, but we don’t always trust it. In hindsight, I can usually realize it.
Fun and thoughtful post. I enjoyed it.
Nancy
Vanessa Barger
14 years agoGreat post – and I highly recommend the youtube reading. Its great fun!
Nicole Hicks
14 years agoI’ve met friends that felt as though I had always known them. But romantic interests… no, not really. I have always wondered about that though. 🙂
JoAnne Kenrick
14 years ago AUTHORIsn’t hindsight a wonderful thing, Nancy?
Vanessa, thanks! I’m so glad you enjoyed it:)
Nicole, isn’t it a funny feeling, when you just know you’re going to be great friends…for a very long time. I’m a huge believer in people coming and going out of our lives as and when they are needed, and it’s always easy to tell which kind of friend someone is going to end up being — a keeper or a temporary one.
Thanks for checking out the excerpt xx
Cindy L
14 years agoI feel that way about a friend of mine. We have so much in common and always end up finishing each others sentences. We haven’t known each other long, but it seems like forever.
JoAnne Kenrick
14 years ago AUTHORLovely, Cindy!