October 11, 2018

DESTINY FULFILLED by Laire McKinney {Excerpt/Giveaway}

Destiny Fulfilled 
Laire McKinney 
Publication date: August 7th 2018
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance

Only love can save them…
Wren O’Hara is waiting for the day she succumbs to mental illness like her mother. When she is attacked by a psychotic client at work, and saved by what must be an angel, she fears the time for insanity has come.
Little does she know, her savior is an immortal warrior druid named Riagan Tenman, and that he will challenge everything she ever thought she knew about reality.
Now Wren must decide if the fantasy unfolding before her is true, or if she has finally lost her mind.

Her eyes lost focus as she slipped into memories of how Riagan’s mouth, body, heat felt. The way he moved her head to every angle he wished—altering, changing, improving his access—made her want to dart into the forest and launch herself at him like a spear.
And that was just because of the kiss. Not to mention how his large and hard body molded against hers. How his hips moved in a rhythm that was foreign to her yet delicious and more welcome than a warm bath. How his eyes could pierce her into place with the passion that dwelled behind them.
She took several more sips, eager for the mind-numbing effects as the heat in her body grew to uncomfortable proportions, like she was sitting in a dryer set on high. Duke was curled up on the other end of the couch, his head on his paws, his eyes, wide and alert, studying her. A few more sips and her mind quieted, her muscles relaxing like they hadn’t in weeks. Maybe she should give up the sleeping pills and just drink.
Then, like the blast of a foghorn on a quiet lake, the doorbell trilled, and she jumped, half-asleep, half-intoxicated. Wine tipped out of the glass, spilling down the front of her shirt.
She snatched up the quilt to wipe off her clothes, then stumbled to the door. Riagan stood on the other side of the peephole, and her pulse shot into the stratosphere. In one gulp, she downed the rest of the wine, not-so-smoothly set the glass on the table, then flung open the door.
Staring at her was six and a half feet of pure, masculine, Adonis-esque male.
With a level of effort to rival a pro bicyclist, she tried to steady her breath, fearing her thumping heart could be heard all the way in town.
It didn’t work.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
The sun was beginning its descent behind the mountains, casting shades of pink and purple across the mountains’ skyline. It was too early for the fog to roll in but the clouds lay low, casting a gray veil over the horizon. The shadow of a beard covered the hard lines of his jaw, and she was surprised she hadn’t noticed it earlier.
So handsome.
So raw.
So turn my insides into a rich chocolate mousse.
She motioned him in.

Laire McKinney is the author of contemporary and fantasy women’s fiction. She believes in a hard-earned happily-ever-after, with nothing more satisfying than passionate kisses and sexy love scenes, endearing characters and complex conflict. When not writing, she can be found traipsing among the wildflowers, reading under a willow tree, or gazing at the moon while pondering the meaning of it all. She lives in Virginia with her family and beloved rescue pup, Lila da Bean.


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