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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Three Rivers Run Deep by Piper Stone




GENRE: Romantic suspense/action/adventure

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BLURB:

Danger. It’s all I’ve ever known. All I’ve ever wanted. Fighting fires soothes the raging beast that war created. Allowing me to live. The rest? Maybe she can understand my hunger. For her.

Dominating her.

Owning her.

Maybe…

Danger. Domination. Destruction.


The Jackals

An elite team of smokejumpers nestled in the heart of Missoula, Montana. By day they indulge in their penchant for danger. By night they exude passion. Are you ready for their brand of domination?

Prevent. Protect. Preserve. This is their motto.

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EXCERPT


The guitar hadn’t gathered dust so either Stoker played or the piece was revered. She wrinkled her nose, debating, then gingerly lifted the instrument from the stand. The strap was made of leather, inlaid with colorful carvings. She rubbed her hand across the supple leather, drinking in the intense aroma. Someone had used the strap at least a few times. Closing her eyes, she envisioned being on stage, a single blue spotlight highlighting a wooden stool. She could imagine playing to a hushed audience, men and women mesmerized by her songs.

She walked to the hearth, sitting down and placing the guitar on her lap. Using just the tips of her fingers, she rubbed down the length of the guitar. A string of fractured words filtered into her mind. They were the first hint of a song. Taken aback, she was overcome with emotion until her breath caught in her throat.

After strumming, she adjusted the strings, the guitar only needing a fine tuning. While she had the feeling it was never played, Stoker kept the instrument in top notch condition. The sound was incredible, rich in tone with a baritone ring. Music to her ears. She hadn’t realized just how much she’d missed writing and playing. Once, music was her heart, every note, each word of her songs infiltrated with aspects of her life, her wishes to find true love – her hero. Somewhere along the way she’d been commercialized, allowing others to pen what so many called caustic anthems. She wasn’t that girl and never had been. She still believed in the knight in shining armor, even if he was a terrible myth.

She realized her hands were shaking and she wasn’t certain why. Could this ignite the woman inside who longed for a different life? Could she create a safe place to begin again? Dare she dream? She tried to connect the words, creating a tune, but she was tense, afraid. A song from her past found its way into the back of her mind and she began to play, slowly at first, her memory foggy given the length of time since she’d played.

When she was more comfortable, she played in earnest, strumming and picking, losing herself in the music. She hummed to the tune, having forgotten many of the words, but the music flowed, her fingers working the strings in a practiced orchestration of body and spirit. She became one with the guitar. The melodic sound filled the air, creating vibrations as she continued. She closed her eyes, tension easing.

She was aware Mac had crawled closer, could swear his breathing was in tune, tiny snorts in time with the rhythm.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

The harsh words dragged her out of her moment of joy. She jerked up, almost dropping the instrument. Seeing the infuriated look on Stoker’s face surprised her. She hadn’t done anything wrong, or so she thought. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think you’d mind.”

“Well, you thought wrong.” He stormed into the room, yanking the guitar from her hand.


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Best Selling author, Piper Stone writes in several genres including romantic suspense, thrillers, erotic romance, dark erotic, Domestic Discipline, spanking, Domination and submission and traditional romance. She has a love of the non-traditional, preferring to create worlds that defy the imagination. Wine and sous vide cooking are only second to her love of golden retrievers and you might find all three nestled in the pages of a book or two.

She has several releases from Blushing Books including Truth or Dare, His Demands – Dirty Little Secrets, Submissive For Hire, His Hidden Girl – Dirty Little Secrets, Becoming – Power Exchange and upcoming books Rescue Me – Maverick and the series Fire Devil.

She will also have several releases with Bethany’s Woodshed in the upcoming months.


You can find her at:

https://www.facebook.com/piper-stone-573573573166169730
https://darkdangerousdelicious.wordpress.com
https://twitter.com/piperstone01
https://amazon.com/author/piperstone
https://bookbub.com/authors/piper-stone
piperstonecreations@gmail.com

Dark + Dangerous + Delicious = D3
Literary Emotions Unleashed…

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5 comments:

Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thanks for hosting!

Piper Stone said...

Thank you so much for having me!!

Lisa Brown said...

congrats on the tour and thanks for the chance to win

Nikolina Vukelic said...

Thank you for introducing me to this book, it sounds like something I'd really enjoy reading!

Victoria Alexander said...

Great post!