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Irrevocable
by
Skye Callahan
by
Skye Callahan
~ Synopsis ~
Sometimes when you can’t go back, the
only way out is to descend into the darkness.
my
Captor
When I woke in that place, I just
wanted to survive. But survival came at a cost, for which they demanded my will
and body.
my Master
With pain came acceptance.
Fully-dependent on the man who claimed me, I learned to appreciate what I
had-life and relative safety.
my Protector
I watched him spill blood and tend my
injuries. With betrayal came a revelation.
The only way out was to bring them all
down or die trying.
~ Excerpt ~
Through the haze of sleep, I felt hands
on me. Cold and rough. I thought for a fleeting moment that it might have been
Kyle. Then, I remembered our break up. It had happened weeks ago, but maybe
that part was the dream. My memory was fucked and I couldn’t latch onto a
thought long enough to ride it out of the fog. Too many hands. They groped and
pulled—rough against my skin and digging into muscle and bone. I tried to
retreat, my back pressed into a hard surface beneath me, and my nostrils filled
with the smell of musk and damp stale air. I had no idea where I was, or how
I’d gotten there. I kicked and gasped, trying to get back to the surface where
reality lurked, shimmering in the distance, but just out of reach, like the sun
on the surface of the water during a dive. A hand latched onto my hair and held
my head back. My eyelids were finally freed from the sticky muck that held me
in semi-consciousness, and I opened them to find myself staring up into
unfamiliar green eyes. I only held his gaze for a few seconds—if that—but it
seemed like it lasted for hours as my brain fought to categorize the details.
Its useless attempt to understand what was going on. The man clutching my hair
had vivid green eyes, but they may as well have been black given the emotionless
void they displayed. His hair was shaggy, brown with a mix of grey, the same
colors that stood out in his unkempt stubble. As if he needed any help looking
rough. He exhaled and his breath settled over my face, reeking of booze and
cigarettes. The smell made me queasy, but I didn’t have time to dwell on that,
as another set of hands tugged at my jeans. My gaze traveled around the room,
taking in the small crowd. At least half a dozen men surrounded the table where
they had me spread out like a holiday feast. All dressed differently, from
ragged tank tops to well-fitting dark button-down shirts, but they all
projected an air of unchecked danger. Necks marked with tattoos, hands covered
in callouses and scars. Scruffy faces accented their sneers and smirks, as they
stood above me staring down with eyes starved of humanity and full of lust.
Apparently, they didn’t expect me to put up a fight, because aside from the
hand tangled in my hair, no one seemed concerned with keeping a tight grip on
me. Probably because they outnumbered me, and I assumed they would have no
problem beating the crap out of me as I struggled. They’d downright enjoy it.
Unfortunately, I didn’t fully consider how that scenario would play out. I
bucked and managed to knee the one pulling on my waistband in the face. He
grunted, but I can’t imagine I inflicted as much pain as his retaliatory blow
to my ribs. I sucked in air and rolled, curling around the injury and gasping
for each painful breath as the sickening throb exacerbated my confusion.
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~ About the Author ~
I’ve been coming up with stories for as
long as I can remember, and in elementary school I began writing them all down.
Ghosts and vampires, have always been my favorite beings to write about. Maybe
it was growing up with a grandma who always told me about how she’d always rush
home to watch Dark Shadows, and growing up reading and watching anything
paranormal that I could find.
My debut, Fractured Legacy (Paranormal
Urban Fantasy novella), was released on October 22, 2013, and the sequel Beyond
the Divide is currently in progress and expected to release in early 2014.
I am also taking a departure from the
paranormal world with a BDSM Romance, Bound and Unbroken, which will also be
released in early 2014. I go where my characters lead me, and Eric and Lena
decided that I needed a definite break from the paranormal.
When I’m not spending time with the
voices in my head, I work in business consulting and hang out with my husband
and all of our furry family members.
~ Random Facts ~
I LOVE Rum, but that’s probably not a
secret.
I love sexy cars more than I love rum.
My top picks would be a ’65 Mustang, practically any Bugatti Veyron, or an
Aston Martin Vanquish.
I once based a character in a story on
my husband, and the character died.
Don’t bother trying to figure it out, I
never released that book.
I’ve never met some of my closest
friends in person–some of them live on the other side of the world.
I never set out for anyone at work to
know that I’m a writer, but now they buy my books, so it’s a good deal.
I’m not terribly good at being girly–I
don’t wear makeup, only own 4 pairs of shoes, and I’ve never had a manicure.
I learned to handle a gun before I
learned long division.
I cuss like a sailor unless I’m around
my grandma.
While most of the people in my graduate
research classes were buried in books, I was glued to the TV researching the
evolving portrayal of “Indianness”.
I’ve seen Disturbed in concert 3 times.
I still have a crush on Jason David
Frank (aka Tommy Oliver the Green/White Ranger)
I work with my husband and it’s the 3rd
time we’ve worked for the same business.
If I’m not watching Top Gear, I’m
probably watching something that was filmed before I was born. Currently, Dick
Van Dyke is in my DVD player.
I have a phobia of crickets.
Should I throw you one hell of a fact
if you’ve made it this far? I was diagnosed with PTSD two and a half years ago,
and my doctor suggested that
I start writing again to help cope with
the symptoms.
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