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Sneak peek of page 7 of LIKE THE DAWN (obviously unedited and subject to change) :)

“Lord Blaise,” I greet him. “How nice to see you again.” I don't mean it. At all. The guy is a total jerk and my last encounter with him was hardly pleasant but everyone is watching and expecting me to be friendly. Since I kind of need them all to like me, the least I can do is suck it up and plaster a fake smile on my face. But I'm totally imagining kicking the dude in his balls.
“Princess Mia.” He kisses my hand as he peers up at me from beneath his impossibly long lashes. Does he wear mascara? Quite frankly, I wouldn't put it pass him. “You look lovely as always.”
“Thanks.”
“May I sit next to you while we dine?”
While we dine? Dude, is this guy eighty? Then I laugh to myself because honestly, he's probably a lot older than that.
I do believe Aunt Isobel said he was 109. So technically he's younger than Grey.
I freeze when I hear his familiar voice in my mind. Everything else around me fades into an indistinct haze of just blended colors and background noise swirling around me because all I hear is him.

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2014 at 5:40 AM

    Love the first two books in the Lark series,and I'm waiting oh so eagerly for the next installment. Thank you for creating such a beautifully crafted series!

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