Title: Touch Me #3 by Skye Malone
Series: Touch Me
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Wildflower Isle
Publication Date: February 18, 2015
Cover Designer: Karri Klawiter
Monsters walk among us.
And now they have Ruby.
Best friend. Confidant. Ally when everything in my life felt like hell. There are very few people I trust.
And none of them come close to Ruby.
But now demons have her. House Volgert has taken her, demanding that I serve as their emissary to the equally dangerous and terrifying House Linden. But Linden is after me too.
I’m stuck between two titans of the demon world. I’m running out of options and I’m running out of time. But when I find out what demons do to the humans they capture, the nightmare gets even worse.
If I don’t find Ruby soon, it won’t matter if she escapes the Houses.
I’m still going to lose her forever.
**Touch Me 3 is the third installment of a New Adult paranormal romance serial filled with twists, turns, and dark surprises. This episode is 30,000 words (approximately 125 pages) long.**
**Due to strong language and some sexual situations in this and later installments of the series, it is appropriate for readers 18+.**
Skye Malone is a
fantasy and paranormal romance author, which means she spends most of her time
not-quite-convinced that the magical things she imagines couldn’t actually
girl who migrated to the Pacific Northwest, she hopes someday to travel the
world — though in the meantime she’ll take any story that whisks her off to a
place where the fantastic lives inside the everyday. She loves strong and
passionate characters, complex villains, and satisfying endings that stay with
you long after the book is closed. An inveterate writer, she can’t go a day
without getting her hands on a keyboard, and can usually be found typing away
while she listens to all the adventures unfolding in her head.
writes YA urban fantasy as Megan Joel Peterson and is the author of The
Children and the Blood trilogy.
like he’s afraid I’ll pull away. And I freeze. The look in his eyes… it’s like
I’m all he sees. Me, now. Me, then, back in that restroom, alone in the moments
before Ruby walked in. But there’s no pity in his gaze. Just something else,
dark and deep.
impressions, struggling to put words to a man so unfathomable it should be
funny. I don’t know what he wants, though. To kiss me? To have sex? Somewhere
inside, I’m still ready for that, but that part of me feels like it’s drowning
in the nightmare of this evening, the exhaustion of all the hours since, and
the rawness of what I’ve just said.
strays across my lips, parting them while his eyes track the motion. My heart
slams into my ribs. Even the simple contact makes my insides start to burn.
Maybe I’m drowning in all this madness.