Blog Tour Stop: Excerpt and Giveaway for Shatter by Joan Swan

Genre: Romantic Suspense (with paranormal elements)

Heat Level: 3.5/5

Elements/Tags: romance, suspense, paranormal abilities, conspiracy, firefighters,

Publisher: Kensington

Publishing Date: 12/31/13

Series: Phoenix Rising, 4

Format: Print and Ebook

Words: 110k

Synopsis:

For seven years, Halina Beloi has been in hiding. But she’s never forgotten Mitch Foster, the long, lean man she had to leave behind. Until, that is, Mitch shows up with a list of qu estions and a 9mm in his hand.

All Mitch knows is that Halina broke his heart and disappeared. But new information has surfaced implicating her as a player in the deadliest game of Mitch’s life. This time, he’s not letting go without answers. Now terror, danger and heat will fuse them together or shatter the future. . .

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17802744-shatter

 

Excerpt

He sat, twisted the top off a beer and drank half the bottle before he took a breath. Hopefully that would kick in soon. He’d wait until the alcohol took his edge off before he tackled Schaeffer’s tie with Classified in more depth.

“Tell me how your ability works.” This would be far easier to start with. “It would be nice to be able to use it to get ahead of Abernathy instead of reacting to him. And if you can see the future, why didn’t you know I was coming to Washington?”

Her eyes opened, and she looked as exhausted as he felt. “It doesn’t work like that,” she said with irritation in tightening her voice. “I can’t just see the future. I get flashes of the futures of others, but only people I’m close to and never my own.

“Everyone thinks it would be great to be able to see the future, but it’s not. I’m tortured with things I don’t want to see, things I don’t want to know. Like a girl at work who’s got a cheating boyfriend, or the child of a neighbor having a terrible accident, or a lover contracting cancer—“ She stopped and her eyes widened at the same time the words sank into Mitch’s brain. Fear sizzled along his spine as she clarified, “Not you.”

Relief trickled in. “Good to know.

“I don’t know how or why they come and I don’t have any control over them. If I did, I’d make them stop.”

“Why did you separate friends from lovers? Do you see their futures differently?”

She leaned her elbow against the arm of the chair and rested her temple against her fingers. “I don’t like talking about this with you, and I don’t see how that matters.”

“It’s not a freaking day in the park for me, either, Hali, but we won’t know if or how it matters until we put it with all the other pieces of the puzzle.”

She hesitated. “With friends, the visions come after spending a great day together, or after bonding over something, like a shared experience. With lovers, they came after sex.”

Mitch’s gut clenched, like he’d been hit. Stupid. He knew she’d had sex. With other guys. Probably great guys. Probably guys who treated her a hell of a lot better than he had over the last fifteen hours. Probably guys who didn’t slam her up against the wall and fuck her until she begged them to make her come.

His body ignited. Jesus Christ. Mitch poured the rest of the beer down his throat to keep himself from catching fire. But that didn’t help a million questions from bombarding him.

“And I have two different kinds of visions,” she said. “I have the kind I had in the car last night—quick flashes of danger involving someone . . .” –she looked away– “someone I care about, and longer complex visions I have with lovers after sex.”

“How did you handle the boyfriend with cancer?” he asked. “Did you tell him about your ability?”

“No,” she said with an inflection that insinuated he was ridiculous. “I just found a different way to get him to see the doctor where I knew he’d be diagnosed.”

“Well, you’re obviously not together anymore. Why? Did you leave him too?”

And as soon as it was out of his mouth, he knew he’d lost control again.

She sat straight and looked him directly in the eye. “No, I didn’t leave him. I went to every doctor’s appointment with him, every chemo appointment, stayed with him while he puked all night; then I got up and worked all day, went grocery shopping and cooked for him when he was too weak. When he finally found remission, our relationship had changed so drastically we both agreed to just stay friends.”

Okay, he was an ass. He was worse than an ass.

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Meet Author Joan Swan:

NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Joan Swan writes sexy romantic suspense for Kensington (Phoenix Rising Series) and independently (Covert Affairs Series).  She also works as a sonographer at a top medical facility in San Francisco and lives in magnificent wine country on the central coast of California with her husband and two daughters.

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