Terri
Pledged to the Lyon is here in the world, and I could not be more excited! I’ve not done this book justice, but I’m so thrilled it’s finally here and you have a chance to read it.
If you love wounded souls, slow burn, and love built on respect and admiration rather than lust (though TRUST ME there is lust too), I think you might just love it. I hope you do.
Keep a watch on my social media and I’ll post a link to the video interview I did about it!
Love you all for your support on this crazy journey
Terri x
(And here’s a little extract for fun)
A line appeared between her brows as she studied him, the heat of anger gone from her eyes. His chest rose and fell, and he realized he was panting.
“Hugh,” she said softly.
“I don’t need your pity. But if you cause trouble, there are consequences.”
She came to stand before him, her mouth turning down. “Is that what you see when you look in the mirror?” she asked, and to his surprise, she reached a hand to his cheek—his ruined, scarred, vile cheek. Her skin felt cool and soft against his, and she trailed her fingers over his temple, his cheekbone, the corner of his mouth perpetually twisted down. “You are no monster to me,” she murmured. “You are not hideous. And if someone has been making you feel that way, then they are the problem.”
He caught her wrist before she could touch him further. She had cupped his cheek briefly once before, but no one, not even Amelia, had touched him like this since the fire. He felt as though she had set his chest alight. All pain and heat. “You know the rumors, Chris.”
“The rumors are wrong.”
Without knowing why, he brought her fingers to his mouth and kissed them one by one. The air between them disappeared; she looked at him as though she could hardly believe what he was doing. As though his grateful kisses were as much a mystery as her gentle caresses.
Okay I’m done I love you please buy my book thanks bye
