Chasing Luck by Brinda Berry
(A Serendipity Novel #1)
Publication date: May 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Suspense
Synopsis:
(A Serendipity Novel #1)
Publication date: May 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Suspense
Synopsis:
Sometimes surviving doesn’t feel lucky. Especially when you’re a sole survivor…At
the age of seven, Malerie walked away from a bombing that left hundreds
dead—including her mother. When a crazed gunman kills her guardian on
her eighteenth birthday, Malerie suspects there may be more to her
survival than luck. A mysterious code holds the key to her future, and a reluctant white knight holds the key to her heart.
A loner wearing emotional armor…
Ace is a twenty-year-old entrepreneur focusing on two things in life: financial security and a life without ties. A life that doesn’t risk losing the ones who matter. When Ace is hired to secretly act as a bodyguard for Malerie, he faces an unwanted attraction that threatens to sabotage his heart. Can Ace find the courage to love a girl with a death wish?
Goodreads: https://www.
A loner wearing emotional armor…
Ace is a twenty-year-old entrepreneur focusing on two things in life: financial security and a life without ties. A life that doesn’t risk losing the ones who matter. When Ace is hired to secretly act as a bodyguard for Malerie, he faces an unwanted attraction that threatens to sabotage his heart. Can Ace find the courage to love a girl with a death wish?
Goodreads: https://www.
Purchase:
Trailer: http://youtu.be/
{Excerpt}
"Here." I hand him the
charcoal rubbing and he takes it without getting up from the bed.
Sitting, he turns the paper around
like a different angle will reveal more. The picture of the dragon is detailed
with tiny scales lining its body and spikes decorating the curved neck. Large
pointed teeth extend outside the dragon's mouth in a hungry snarl.
"What's this?" Ace says,
pointing a finger at the symbols near the dragon's feet. “Moon type again?”
"Yeah.”
"And this is another message for
you," he mutters without meeting my eyes.
"I'm positive." I want him
to look at me and see how much I believe in this connection.
Then he lifts his head and shakes it
slowly. "You're that girl who saves her fortune cookies, doesn't step on
cracks, and picks up pennies, aren't you? You think these boxes and the words
on the sides are like a bad luck charm."
I continue, despite the fact I want
to throw him out of my head, out of my room, out of my house. I didn’t
think this would be easy, but I hoped. "So what if I do? That’s
exactly why I've noticed this message when someone like you wouldn't."
He shrugs. "And the fortune
cookie says…"
"This character is a G, then an
R, then I, E, and F," I state matter-of-factly while pointing each one out
with my fingertip.
"Grief." Ace nods. He rubs
his chin, which has grown flattering stubble. "The Moon type was used on
these boxes and a title for each picture was placed on the embossing. Honestly,
I’m amazed you’ve figured this out. It’s
genius. Really. I’d never see this. But I think you’re
reading too much into a drawing.”
I grab the picture from his hands.
"If you think I’m a nut, say it. Go ahead." I trace the outline of the
box. Then I open the book to a section I've paper clipped. "The UNIX
timestamp is on this box as well." My finger caresses the paper.
"And the date is
significant?" Ace leans in and he's too close. His fingers splay on top of
the page and I stare at his hands instead of his eyes.
"The date is from last week. The
night in the restaurant. The night JT was murdered." I glance up into his
eyes to gauge his reaction.
His gaze moves from the paper to mine
and back to the paper. "All right.” He pauses and stares at the paper. "That’s very
odd.”
"I want you to have more than a
weird feeling about it. I want you to say you believe me. I want you to open
your mind to the possibility that this is more than a coincidence."
He studies me, his finger drumming
soundlessly on my desk. "I don't believe in fortune cookies. And you want
me to believe you've opened up the largest cookie in the universe. One that
tells the story of what has happened in your life. Malerie…" he says. He takes both my
hands in his. His strong fingers send a pleasant shiver down my body. "Now
if you are about to tell me that this third box, the smaller one," he says
as he opens the box I've rubbed, "if it says a word like infatuation, and
this is where you finally hit on me, then it's a different story. One I'm
totally on board with."
Blitz-wide giveaway
Open INTL - Ends May 20th
--A $25 Sephora gift card and two book swag necklaces
http://www.rafflecopter.
AUTHOR BIO
Brinda Berry lives in the southern
US with her family and two spunky cairn terriers. She has a BSE in
English and French and a MEd in Learning Systems Technology. She's
terribly fond of chocolate, coffee, and books that take her away from
reality. She doesn't mind being called a geek or "crazy dog lady". When
she's not working the day job or writing a novel, she's guilty of
surfing the internet for no good reason.
Author links:
No comments:
Post a Comment