Kiki Howell
spins a wonderful tale of passion, magic, betrayal, and a love that conquers
all. Enjoy." ~NY Times Bestselling Author, Hannah Howell
FUNNY NOTE:
Because everyone keeps asking, our names are a coincidence. For the full story
read my blog post Dreams Do
Come True.
Blurb: Aubrey Griffen is a
witch whose true reasons for coming to London Ireland
However, it is when Edmund’s lust
mysteriously turns him back into a man that the couple are forced to deal with
a family secret and untold of powers. Now, Edmund must learn to shift
himself into the beast in order to save her in a battle of black verses white
magic.
Fraught with scenes of explicit intimacy,
romantic spells and mystical shapeshifting, Torn Asunder is a unique
blending of the age of manners with sexual magic.
Genres: Historical (Regency), Paranormal (Witches & Shifters), Erotic
Romance
Adult Content Warnings: Explicit Graphic Language, Violence
from Excessica Publishing
from Excessica Publishing
Purchase Novel in eBook $7.99 and Trade Paperback
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Torn Asunder 5 Star Reviews:
“What a truly memorable
and original novel! Torn Asunder by Kiki Howell is remarkable in its' depiction
of a different time and age- and the adventures of Aubrey Griffen- a mystical
and magical heroine. Torn Asunder brings to life the very essence of 19th Century
“Kiki Howell I feel has a major hit on her hands with Torn Asunder. I
was so glued to this book that I was up til
“Never having read any of Kiki’s books before, I was a tad unprepared for the exquisiteness of her story telling. The way she used colloquialisms that pertained to a period piece was extremely impressive. Kiki managed to convey the characters as real people, complete with flaws, which a lot of authors don’t always capture. I loved the way that Kiki was able to build up some steamy heat between the two characters without crossing over into modern terminology. Her descriptions of the settings were well done and not once did I feel that I could not imagine them in my mind and that is a big bonus. All in all it was a truly magical book and one I would be willing to read again!” ~Vampirique Desire for Blood, Lust and Erotica
“Never having read any of Kiki’s books before, I was a tad unprepared for the exquisiteness of her story telling. The way she used colloquialisms that pertained to a period piece was extremely impressive. Kiki managed to convey the characters as real people, complete with flaws, which a lot of authors don’t always capture. I loved the way that Kiki was able to build up some steamy heat between the two characters without crossing over into modern terminology. Her descriptions of the settings were well done and not once did I feel that I could not imagine them in my mind and that is a big bonus. All in all it was a truly magical book and one I would be willing to read again!” ~Vampirique Desire for Blood, Lust and Erotica
Excerpt:
The
roses, elegant in their refinement, fell from one another with little grace as
she undid the paper around them. Staggering back a few steps until her back met
with the wall, she slid down to the floor letting the wrapping and flowers fall
where they may. Aubrey wrapped her arms tightly around her midsection. Her
chest ached more with each beat of her heart as she swallowed hard, blinked
away the mistiness over her eyes, and remembered.
It had been the beginning of the season, a bit over a fortnight ago, when she first encountered Edmund Bryant, the Marquess of Dalysbury. Although she rolled her eyes still at the title, she felt impelled to live through it all again--through the days of fantasy in which she had allowed herself to participate. Love at first sight didn't always give way to rational thinking. It did, however, make possible even the wavering delusions of believing impossible dreams could come true. She had just come to London to live with Lord and Lady Sanderly, her cousins who had paid for her travels under the guise of giving a poor relation of marriageable age a chance to find a good husband.
Whereas, the truth of the matter was, she was a relation who had shown a great aptitude for learning of the magical powers she had inherited. The good Lord and Lady, while holding the public title of Earl and Countess, were actually descendants of one of the notorious Pendle witches. They were to teach her to harness and utilize her innate talents in secret while flaunting her about from various parties and balls in the public eye.
She recalled with a weak smile the first ball Lord and Lady Sanderly had thrown to immerse her into proper society. At the time, she had consciously gripped her hands before her waist to resist fidgeting while trying hard to fix to memory all of the titles of those to whom she was being introduced. Her level of discomfort had increased, however, as an unsettled awareness of someone in the room, a haunting premonition of sorts, had made her heart race and her mouth dry. She had paid mind to ignore the successive shivers which rushed the length of her spine until they pooled as heat in her tightening stomach.
Reminded she was holding her breath only when forced to speak, her ribs had begun to ache. When a chill more pervasive that any she had ever known even in the drafty county cottage she had been raised in permeated her shoulders, she had turned in the direction of the source, and her eyes had met with a man standing just across the room looking back at her. She had immediately felt challenged to not look away from the gaze of his dark eyes. They radiated a raw energy unlike anything she had ever encountered before even among those with her own esoteric abilities.
A connection was made. Her heart beat at a frantic, uneven pace like a horse racing over shoddy roads. At the same time, a vague forewarning had made her break out in a glistening of sweat while she fought the urge to escape as well the need to move toward the man. She had given merit to her reactions based only on the fact she had captured the glance of an aristocratic gentleman with a lady in a lavish satin gown on his arm of obviously higher circumstances.
Engrossed in his fine manners, she watched as his hand removed the one holding onto him from his arm with a slight nod of his head. The lady in return had given him a slight curtsy but glorious smile before turning back to her other acquaintances which Aubrey recognized to be a duke and duchess she had recently met. His tempestuous form fit in posh attire spun on the heel of his expensive footwear to find her again with his haunted and hungry eyes. He seemed an odd mix of rugged and refined. She had felt the thrill and danger of being pursued by a beast which lurked inside of the man.
It had been the beginning of the season, a bit over a fortnight ago, when she first encountered Edmund Bryant, the Marquess of Dalysbury. Although she rolled her eyes still at the title, she felt impelled to live through it all again--through the days of fantasy in which she had allowed herself to participate. Love at first sight didn't always give way to rational thinking. It did, however, make possible even the wavering delusions of believing impossible dreams could come true. She had just come to London to live with Lord and Lady Sanderly, her cousins who had paid for her travels under the guise of giving a poor relation of marriageable age a chance to find a good husband.
Whereas, the truth of the matter was, she was a relation who had shown a great aptitude for learning of the magical powers she had inherited. The good Lord and Lady, while holding the public title of Earl and Countess, were actually descendants of one of the notorious Pendle witches. They were to teach her to harness and utilize her innate talents in secret while flaunting her about from various parties and balls in the public eye.
She recalled with a weak smile the first ball Lord and Lady Sanderly had thrown to immerse her into proper society. At the time, she had consciously gripped her hands before her waist to resist fidgeting while trying hard to fix to memory all of the titles of those to whom she was being introduced. Her level of discomfort had increased, however, as an unsettled awareness of someone in the room, a haunting premonition of sorts, had made her heart race and her mouth dry. She had paid mind to ignore the successive shivers which rushed the length of her spine until they pooled as heat in her tightening stomach.
Reminded she was holding her breath only when forced to speak, her ribs had begun to ache. When a chill more pervasive that any she had ever known even in the drafty county cottage she had been raised in permeated her shoulders, she had turned in the direction of the source, and her eyes had met with a man standing just across the room looking back at her. She had immediately felt challenged to not look away from the gaze of his dark eyes. They radiated a raw energy unlike anything she had ever encountered before even among those with her own esoteric abilities.
A connection was made. Her heart beat at a frantic, uneven pace like a horse racing over shoddy roads. At the same time, a vague forewarning had made her break out in a glistening of sweat while she fought the urge to escape as well the need to move toward the man. She had given merit to her reactions based only on the fact she had captured the glance of an aristocratic gentleman with a lady in a lavish satin gown on his arm of obviously higher circumstances.
Engrossed in his fine manners, she watched as his hand removed the one holding onto him from his arm with a slight nod of his head. The lady in return had given him a slight curtsy but glorious smile before turning back to her other acquaintances which Aubrey recognized to be a duke and duchess she had recently met. His tempestuous form fit in posh attire spun on the heel of his expensive footwear to find her again with his haunted and hungry eyes. He seemed an odd mix of rugged and refined. She had felt the thrill and danger of being pursued by a beast which lurked inside of the man.
WHAT YOU CAN
WIN!!!
We are going simple, I mean
it is summertime, so just comment to enter on any of the Chill Out with a Good Book posts on this blog from June 1st through August 31st, 2014. If you share any post, come back and comment "Shared" for an extra entry. Also, comment on as many posts as you want for multiple chances to win. We will have 4 winners, or maybe more, in all! Prizes are subject to grow as I
keep getting more and more generous donations from the authors
participating. Here’s what we have so far…
Prize #1 $75 Amazon Gift Card
Prize # 2
Paranormal Print Book Bundle:
Immortalis by Katie Salidas
(Autographed)
Hidden Salem by Kiki Howell
(Autographed)
Prize #3 All
I Want Is… Everything Print Book Bundle by Kim Upstone (3 Books)
Prize #4 Erotic / Romance
Ebook Bundle:
Baumgartner
Shorts by Selena Kitt
The Girl
Next Door by Abby Hayes
Rituals by
Kiki Howell
