Deepest MidnightThe Immortal Kindred Series
Book One
Clara Winter
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Inkspell Publishing
Date of Publication: June 25, 2018
ISBN: 978-1-945910-64-7
Number of pages: 162
Word Count: 48,903
Tagline: True love never dies
Book Description:
True love never dies. At least it doesn’t for Millicent, a once French noblewoman turned immortal vampire. Her big problem is that the love of her life was murdered before she was granted immortality. Forever is a long time to live in despair. 240 years later, she happens upon an English actor named Jack, who happens to look exactly like her dead lover.
Trying to figure out Jack’s true soul identity becomes complicated by her own uncertainty, Jack’s mortality, and the other man in Millicent’s life. Alexandre, her maker and companion, isn’t going to make it too easy for her. Millicent must decide if she’s going to continue to be led by others or take the reins and drive the outcome of her life.
Deepest Midnight is set in modern day Savannah, Ga with occasional glimpses back to 18th century France.
Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/hitN-DZvZts
Excerpt 2:
I reach into my
clutch to take out my phone. Someone may as well get lucky tonight. Before I
can begin my text, Alexandre is next to me. Being psychically linked to him
stinks sometimes. Ok, all the time. If I wasn’t so lazy, I would learn how to
shield my thoughts.
clutch to take out my phone. Someone may as well get lucky tonight. Before I
can begin my text, Alexandre is next to me. Being psychically linked to him
stinks sometimes. Ok, all the time. If I wasn’t so lazy, I would learn how to
shield my thoughts.
I put my phone
away. He says, “You know I hate texting.”
away. He says, “You know I hate texting.”
“Why are you
whispering? Who could possibly hear us?” I ask, in my sweetest southern belle
accent. Irritating him is what I do best, although he doesn’t always take the
bait.
whispering? Who could possibly hear us?” I ask, in my sweetest southern belle
accent. Irritating him is what I do best, although he doesn’t always take the
bait.
“Do you see
her?” He pauses, looking around. “There she is in the back, next to the man
with the copper hair. Don’t you have a thing for gingers, Mills?” He tugs on my
arm, pointing with his other hand, as I look up.
her?” He pauses, looking around. “There she is in the back, next to the man
with the copper hair. Don’t you have a thing for gingers, Mills?” He tugs on my
arm, pointing with his other hand, as I look up.
Alexandre starts
explaining how he is going to approach her. I roll my eyes. He thinks he can
just walk up to a world-famous movie star, throw up an eyebrow, and she’ll be
stripping naked. The annoying thing is, she probably will. On the last half of
my eye roll, I lock eyes with a man who was murdered over two hundred years ago.
All the breath leaves my body.
explaining how he is going to approach her. I roll my eyes. He thinks he can
just walk up to a world-famous movie star, throw up an eyebrow, and she’ll be
stripping naked. The annoying thing is, she probably will. On the last half of
my eye roll, I lock eyes with a man who was murdered over two hundred years ago.
All the breath leaves my body.
About the Author:
Clara Winter grew up reading Anne of Green Gables, The Secret Garden, and Alice in Wonderland, while watching Buck Rogers, Star Trek, and Doctor Who. Writing her own stories naturally ensued. She is a wife, mother, and former school counselor, with a Master’s Degree in Counseling. Amy is from Colorado Springs, Co and currently resides in Mission Viejo, Ca.
pair of Marie Antoinette Earrings from Dames a la Mode.
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