Title: Shadow Fire
Author: Kimber Leigh Wheaton
Series: The Light Chronicles Book #1
Genre: YA Fantasy/Romance
Publication: February 24, 2014 by Astraea Press
Ashlyn – a free-spirited teenager whose peaceful life is shattered when the village elders honor her with a perilous quest to recover a stolen relic.Zane – a jaded mercenary, torn by his undeniable desire for Ashlyn and the dark secret that could make her hate him forever.Delistaire – a malevolent sorcerer driven by an insatiable lust for power.All three are bound together by an ancient relic supposedly infused with the power of a Goddess.Shadow Fire – adventure, passion, secrets, and betrayalAs Ashlyn and Zane race to stay one step ahead of the evil lurking in the shadows, their passions are ignited and their bond strengthens. But will they find the relic before Delistaire? Or has their entire quest been orchestrated from the very beginning by a madman in pursuit of ultimate power?Each installment of The Light Chronicles is a standalone story.
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We walk in
 silence for what seems like several
 hours. The sun is at midday,
 yet we still haven't
 stopped to rest. Zane
 isn't holding my hand like he
 was in the forest. Of course,
 there's nothing
 for me to trip over on this
 wide clear road, with the exception
 of the ruts from the wagon wheels. I miss feeling
 his strong hand gripping
 mine. Perhaps I should just be
 bold like Celeste
 and take his hand
 if
 I want to hold it. The thought
 leads to a tiny giggle escaping
 my mouth. I'm mortified when Zane glances
 back at me, his right eyebrow
 arched.
"Are you okay?" he
 asks as he
 stops walking. My face must
 be crimson. When I don't answer, he places his hand on my forehead. "You're quite warm. Maybe we should
 rest for a
 little bit."
I nod my agreement
 and sit down in the tall
 grass on the side of
 the road. Hopefully
 the grass will conceal
 my red face from view. Zane does one last survey of our surroundings before lowering
 himself to
 the ground next to me.
"Here," he says, handing his canteen to
 me, "Have some water. It'll help you feel better.
 Be sure to tell me in the future when you need to
 rest."
Nodding, I take a slow drink while trying to calm my racing heart.
 Then another unbidden
 thought enters
 my mind, and I picture
 his lips on the same flask. I choke on the drink I'm taking.
 Zane pats my back as I sputter
 and cough. So embarrassing.
 I wonder what other evils my mind has planned
 for me.
"I'm okay," I say, handing the flask back,
 "but I think I'll hold off on water for
 a while."
Settling on my
 back in the thick grass, I hide my red face beneath
 my arm. Just a couple of minutes
 and the flush will fade. If I don't stop blushing
 around him, he'll start to
 think red is my natural skin color. I feel movement in the grass
 beside me. His fingertips trace a feather
 light caress along the arm slung
 over my face. Lowering my arm, I breathe
 out a tiny gasp. Zane's face
 is within inches of mine.
 I watch his lips curl into a slight smile as his hand moves from my arm to
 caress my cheek.
 His garnet eyes are mesmerizing, trapping me
 within the twin pools of fire.
He leans closer, his lips so
 close yet still too
 far away. My heart pounds
 in my chest, my eyes still ensnared
 by his gaze. His
 lips meet mine, softly at first, then more demanding. A soft moan escapes my throat,
 and my eyes flutter
 closed.
"Is this okay?" he
 asks in a breathless whisper, his lips
 brushing mine when he speaks.
Instead of answering, I wind my arms around his neck,
 pulling his body closer. My mouth opens under the soft pressure of his tongue,
 granting him entrance. He explores my mouth with excruciating slowness. My body
 feels like it's on fire as tiny shivers of pleasure race up and down my
 extremities. I bury my fingers into his auburn hair trapping him against me. He
 groans, pulling me against him, tightening his arms around my upper body, and I
 feel a delicious warmth pool deep within my body.
When his lips leave mine I'm still lost to the sensations,
 all so raw and new. Opening my eyes, I gaze up at him, my limbs not quite ready
 to function yet. His eyes are darkened with passion, which sends another wave
 of desire coursing through my body.
"As much as I'd like to stay like this all
 day," he murmurs, nipping at my lower lip. Clearing his throat he
 continues, "We need to get moving."
Leigh Wheaton is a YA/NA author with a soft spot for sweet romance and is a member of Romance Writers of America.She is married to her soul mate, has a teenage son, and shares her home with three dogs and four cats. No, she doesn’t live on a farm, she just loves animals. Her house is filled with dragons, though she does lament that they are the porcelain, non-flying variety.Kimber Leigh is addicted to romance, videogames, superheroes, villains, and chocolate—not necessarily in that order. (If she has to choose, she’ll take a chocolate covered superhero!)Her debut novel, Shadow Fire, is the first book in The Light Chronicles series. Watch for book two, Stolen Moon, a standalone sequel, coming soon.



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Thanks for hosting Shadow Fire!!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome Kimber :)
DeleteAhh I am so jealous of her hair! lol Gorgeous cover.
ReplyDeleteI love her hair too. If only my hair would cooperate and let me style it instead of rebelling lol.
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