Tavish MacCraig, thirty-three-year-old Highlander, forsook his
medical and military career, after being a POW for 6 months in Afghanistan, to
run his family’s internationally renowned art gallery in London, The Blue Dot.
Despite being surrounded by wealth and beauty, Tavish’s days are bleak, his
nights, living nightmares, and his heart, an empty shell. But when he meets
Irish painter Laetitia Galen, a powerful and sizzling attraction ignites
between them.
Laetitia, who fled hell on earth when she was sixteen, now works as a well-paid housekeeper in a forsaken country manor in Warwickshire and sells her paintings in an obscure gallery. To preserve her new life and recently found peace, she resists Tavish and The Blue Dot's fantastic offer of an exclusive contract.
Laetitia becomes Tavish’s obsession; Tavish, Laetitia’s unattainable dream.
Meanwhile, a man with a burning grudge plots his long-awaited revenge, which could destroy them all over again.
Laetitia, who fled hell on earth when she was sixteen, now works as a well-paid housekeeper in a forsaken country manor in Warwickshire and sells her paintings in an obscure gallery. To preserve her new life and recently found peace, she resists Tavish and The Blue Dot's fantastic offer of an exclusive contract.
Laetitia becomes Tavish’s obsession; Tavish, Laetitia’s unattainable dream.
Meanwhile, a man with a burning grudge plots his long-awaited revenge, which could destroy them all over again.
Ireland
“We’ve
been doing everything we can,” the private investigator said in defense of
himself. He looked pointedly at Geoffrey Callaghan, hoping for some support.
“I’ll
double the reward if you find her in the next three months,” said a husky male
voice. “Put more men on her. Do whatever is necessary. I’ll pay the extra
cost.”
The PI
nodded once and quickly made his exit, not wanting to hear the or else, which
was implicit in the order. He had never been inside that room. It was the first
time in years that he had to deal with a person other than Geoffrey, who was
scary enough.
“They
will find her,” Geoffrey said.
“If I were
a suspicious man, I would wonder why you didn’t have more men searching for
her.” Bluish-white smoke rose from the corner, which would be completely dark
if not for an orange glow. “Or why you weren’t more careful that night.”
“You were
the one who chose her.” A faint smile touched Geoffrey’s wrinkled, thin lips.
“I told you she was a freak.”
He had no
answer to that. “GO! Leave me alone.”
“That’s
exactly what you asked of me years ago. Look what happened.” Geoffrey smirked.
“Leave me
alone.” He grabbed the nearest object—a Baccarat ashtray—and flung it at
Geoffrey’s head, who despite his old age, ducked, avoiding being hit by the
crystal but not by being showered with butts and ashes from the homemade cigar.
“Don’t do
that again, my son.” He shook his bald head at the once handsome man sitting in
the dark. “Don’t forget who gives the orders here.”
“Do I
ever?” A fury raced through the man’s blood. There had been a time when many
things could tame his unruly desires. Not anymore. He had become dependent on
the old man in front of him.
“I will
go.” Geoffrey smirked. “But you need to relax. I’ll send a cup of Yagé and a
devotee for you to fuck.”
The man
stayed silent for a moment. “Send the Yagé and the devotee.”
“A wise
decision. Be at peace,” Geoffrey said before he closed the door behind him.
The
orange light glowed brighter as he dragged deeper. He imagined he could see her
face and body take shape in the smoke as he exhaled.
She had
become the reason he arose every day, breathed, and endured pain. She had
become his obsession.
He would
find her. Touch her as she had touched him. Make her scream as he had.
Until he
tired.
Until she
begged.
Then,
only then, he would kill her.
Hello Jen, and thanks for hosting me. I’m so happy to be here with
you and your readers today.
How often
do you actually still get to read for pleasure, and can you lose
yourself in a story? Or does the professional in you
continually whisper in your ear as you work through a book?
I read
every day unless I am nearing a deadline when I must concentrate only on the
plot I am writing.
Well-written
books are a pleasure to read and I can lose myself in a story easily. Yet, if
the plot is full of holes, the characters are flat, and so on, the devil on my
shoulder pokes me until I am skimming the pages or just DNF it.
If you
weren’t a writer, what would you be?
Well, I
am a woman, a mother, a wife, a writer, a lawyer, and an avid reader. I don’t
think I can add anything else to those. :)
What is
your guilty pleasure?
Travelling!
I love to discover new places and cultures. Getting away from my routine also helps
me create new stories and characters.
Do your
characters ever surprise you?
All the
time! I am not a strict planner. I have an idea of how I want my characters to
be and where I want them to go. But the most wonderful thing of writing a story
is when I begin to uncover my characters’ hidden secrets. :)
Ethan Ashford,
in TRUST Series 1-8, and Lady Chloé
Beardley, in From the Baroness’s Diary,
have been my most rebellious kids so far, but I can fairly say that all my
characters surprise me, even the secondary characters ones.
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It was an honor to be featured on your blog!
Cristiane Serruya is Brazilian and lives in Rio de Janeiro, with
her husband, two teenage daughters, and Loki, her Shetland sheepdog. She has
studied in England, France, Italy, and Switzerland and graduated in Law, with a
Master’s in Business Law, and a BA in Fine Arts. In 2012, she published her
first romance, and is proud of the awards her novels have received.
She
still works as a lawyer, but writing has become an essential part of her life,
and a fulfilling adventure, as it allows her to make friends all over the
world.
Sounds like a good read.
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