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Book Spotlight: Scarlet Ambrosia

scarlet ambrosiaScarlet Ambrosia–Blood Is The Nectar of Life

David Gittlin

Genre: Paranormal Romance Thriller

Publisher: Entelligent Entertainment

Date of Publication: 4/1/2015

ISBN: 978-0-9882635-2-9ASIN: B00PBCA0HU

Number of pages: 350

Word Count: 85,000

Cover Artist: Debi Bodett

Book Description:

How does a nice Jewish accountant tell his parents he’s become a vampire?  If only that were his biggest problem.

A one night stand, an error in judgment, a wrong turn—words can barely describe the events that thrust Devon Furst into the arms of a beautiful vampire lover.

The violent aftermath of that fateful night threatens to burn Devon’s eternal life down to ashes and endangers the lives of everyone close to him.

Everything in Devon’s life changes in the span of a few hours.  When he asks Mathilde de Roche one too many questions, the troubled vampiress has no choice but to offer Devon two terrible alternatives: Death or life as a vampire.  For a man aged twenty-eight and in perfect health, death is not an option.  Mathilde’s alluring beauty makes the decision and her vampire blood easier to swallow.

Devon must leave behind everyone and everything he holds dear to face a future full of uncertainty, and a five-hundred-year-old enemy endowed with super-human powers.

Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/nGNXhQ-pUeI

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Excerpt:

 

He woke up next to her on the bed.  She stroked his hair with one hand, propping her head up on one elbow.

Feeling embarrassed, Devon shook his head, unable to comprehend the reason for his lapse of consciousness.  “I’m sorry if I scared you.  It’s the first time I’ve ever passed out during sex.”

“You didn’t scare me, ma chère.  It only confirms what I was afraid of.”

“Which is?”

“If we go on having sex, it will kill you.”

He laughed nervously.  Had the sex been good enough to cause a blackout?

“I can think of worse ways to die,” he said, covering up for his discomfort.

She kept looking at him studiously.

“You kept whispering something to me in French.  It sounded like: ‘Vous êtez celui que j’ai choisi.’  I think that means: ‘You are the one I chose’”

A whisper of red colored her cheeks.  “Your French is better than you admit.”

“I don’t understand.   We’ve just met, Mathilde.”

“Don’t worry.  It’s just a game I play with myself.  You remind me of someone I once knew: a handsome, high-minded young man with a sensitive heart.”

“I’m flattered, but it sounds a little more like a fixation than an innocent game to me.”

“Please don’t play the amateur psychologist.”

She pushed him off the bed with a movement almost too fast to see.  One second he lay facing her.  The next thing he knew, he lay on his back on the floor.  Her sudden display of uncanny strength and speed frightened him.  Clambering to a sitting position, he began to collect his clothes from the bed.

“I’m sorry,” she said.  “I wasn’t thinking.  I didn’t mean to alarm you.  Are you injured?”

“I’m still in one piece.”

“I actually do study martial arts, in answer to your earlier question.   Sometimes I forget my own strength.  Let me help you with your things.  Are you sure I haven’t hurt you?”

He had the impression she was lying.  “I’m fine.  I just think it might be better to leave now.  Who knows what could happen if you toss and turn in your sleep?”

“I apologize for leading you on,” Mathilde said.  “I only intended to meet you in the bar and talk with you.  I thought of it as a minor indulgence, to take my mind off things for a while.  I let my curiosity about you cloud my judgment.  Then, meeting you face to face, you had much more of an effect on me than I anticipated.  I lost control of myself.”

“Is that something that happens often?”

“No,” she answered curtly.  “I’m not that shallow.”

Devon’s thoughts and emotions spun like pinwheels.  Part of him wanted to bolt out the door and finish dressing in the hallway.  Another part, the accountant, needed explanations; wanted to analyze and quantify Mathilde de Roche.  In the end, his own curiosity coupled with her charisma kept him rooted by the bedside.

“I’ve studied martial arts myself.  I’ve never seen anyone move as quickly as you just did.”

She continued to regard him with a serious expression for a full minute before responding.  “You should leave now, Devon.  I won’t be offended.”

Paranormal RomanceAbout the Author:

After a career in marketing communications, David Gittlin wrote screenplays before turning to novels.  His first novel, “Three Days to Darkness,” was a recent nominee to the James Kirkwood Prize for creative writing.  “Scarlet Ambrosia” is his second novel.  He lives a quiet and happy life in Aventura, Florida with his wife, Bonnie.

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Tour giveaway:

Twenty-five ebook copies mobi or epub to the first twenty-five people who sign up via google docs. Enter here: https://goo.gl/nYiOM7

 

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