Return to Sanctuary
Book Two
Sarah Gilman
Genre: Adult paranormal romance
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Date of Publication: September 24, 2013
Word Count: 64,000
Cover Artist: Libby Murphy
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Book Description:
Kidnapped by humans and raised in a research facility, Jett was taught to believe his own race of demons insidious and violent. But a friendship with the archangel Raphael shatters Jett’s reality. Caught between two worlds, his first months of freedom find him lingering on the fringes of his home colony, Sanctuary.
When the human who stole Jett captures another demon youth from Sanctuary, Jett learns of the real plan—to steal Raphael’s archangel grandchildren. Jett wants to bring his captor to justice, but he must overcome the lies from his past and join forces with the demon Guardians, and the demon child’s older sister, Lexine.
Irresistible attraction grows between Jett and Lexine, but Lexine’s prophetic dreams of being mated to a poacher make her wary. And if Jett goes through the all-consuming process of becoming a Guardian, he may forfeit any chance they have of being together.
Excerpt:
Warm weight settled against her side and over her shoulders. Jett sat in the grass with her, flames licking down his arms. He lifted her and resettled them in a private corner created by the stone steps and the wall, and she didn’t protest. She gave in to the hypnotic comfort of the fire and leaned against him.
“You are strong, Lexine.”
Had she expressed that doubt out loud? She wiped at her face and held her breath in an attempt to dam the sobs.
He shook his head, his chin rubbing against her hair. “Let it out. You won’t feel better until you do.”
God help her, she did as he said. She gripped his jacket and set her grief free. Sobs shook her body, choked her throat, and continued until the sodden place they seeped from ran dry. She pulled away long enough to clean her face with tissues from her pockets. Steadied by Jett’s embrace, she shut her eyes and breathed in his scent. His flames caressed her cheek.
An owl lifted off from the mausoleum roof and disappeared over the trees in startled flight. Much larger silhouettes followed a moment later as the archangels headed home, the rustle of their feathers a harsh sound in the still night. She’d lost all track of time, but the colony’s vigil traditionally broke up at one in the morning.
Lexine leaned away. “Shouldn’t you be following them?”
“Lark cut me loose for the rest of the evening. My presence with the family tonight was more ceremonial than anything else. My training starts at dawn.”
“Well, congratulations.” She couldn’t keep the bitterness out of her voice.
“Why does my decision upset you?”
“Because you seem intent on getting yourself killed.”
“They offered me a purpose that will outlast Lawrence. I accepted.”
“After not even speaking to anyone for months?” She sighed, gripping his shoulders. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m thrilled you’re joining the community, but a Guardian?”
“For the archangels.”
“That’s worse.”
“Why?”
“Because there’s nothing more dangerous.”
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About the Author:
Sarah Gilman writes wicked paranormal romance and fantasy in the Green Mountains of Vermont, where she was born and raised.
Website: http://sarahgilmanauthor.wix.com/sarahgilmanauthor
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