Books that are a must read: Cover Reveal of Everlasting by Annette Blair

A Humorous Contemporary Romantic Fantasy</div>

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Some

people call it Heaven. The residents know it as Everlasting. When you

arrive, adjustments have to be made, especially if you were meant to

live and the person you saved . . . slated to die.<br />

...What kind of guardian angel gets knocked back to earth? The kind who falls in love with one of his wards.<br />

Chance

Godricson is heaven-sent. He's Kenya Kilmartin’s guardian, and when, on

arrival, he's hired to get her through a difficult time in her life, he

just might fall prey to earthly temptation.<br />

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<b>Excerpt </b><br />

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<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3780" style="font-size: small;">Chance Godricson did not understand why <i>he</i> survived. <i>If</i> he survived. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">The next tremor or aftershock might give him his answer.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3785" style="font-size: small;">After walking the mall, searching the rubble, and shouting for <i>anyone</i> to

answer, he faced facts. Some kind of structural collapse above the

exclusive underground shopping center blocked all exits, paralyzed

elevators, and cut the lights. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3788" style="font-size: small;">While

lingering in the Yellow Brick Mall shortly after the stores closed, to

await his appointment in the office building above, he had, for all

intents and purposes, been buried alive. But not for long. He would find

a way out or die trying. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3792" style="font-size: small;">A

gold and yellow scarf floated across the mall floor like tumbleweed to

land at his feet. He grabbed it to bandage the gash in his right hand

while seeking the airflow that propelled it. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3796" style="font-size: small;">Ah. A hole in the ceiling near a wall. A structurally sound place to end up.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3801" style="font-size: small;">He

began gathering and rolling heavy chunks of broken concrete to build a

makeshift stairway. Good enough, he hoped, for one risky climb. Hours

later, he thought—examining his work and flexing his aching hand—the

unwieldy monster just might get him out.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3803" style="font-size: small;">Yes, those steps could collapse . . . hopefully <i>behind</i> him . . . <i>if</i> he moved fast enough.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3806" style="font-size: small;">“Are you lost, too?” The voice shocked him. Chance shouted as he faced it. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Not a ghost. An angel. Small, breakable looking, but evidently not.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3811" style="font-size: small;">He

had not heard her approach. The young woman appeared to have been

dipped in honey, and rolled in a thick layer of concrete dust. He

probably looked the same. Tear trails marked her cheeks that bore a few

small cuts, and still she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

“What have you been doing all this time?” he asked.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3815" style="font-size: small;">“Hiding. Expecting another explosion? Waiting to die?” She shrugged. “Except, I didn’t.” </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Why didn’t you answer when I called?” he asked.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3818" style="font-size: small;">“Hands over my ears.” She shuddered and eyed his creation. “Is that supposed to be a stairway?”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Yes.” It gave him hope, her recognizing it.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">She tilted her head. “Why?”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“For our escape.”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">She moved the dirt on her face as she swiped at her eyes with the backs of her hands. “From now on, I’m only shopping online.”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Well,

let’s get you home so you can,” he said. “The ‘stairs’ can only take

one of us at a time. No hesitating, no looking down or back. Once you

take that first step, it’s a sprint. Pretend you have wings and can’t

stop. Promise.”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">She threw her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist. “I’m not good at leading the way. Not at all good. You go first.”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“I can’t. I’m heavier. I might wreck it. You’re light as a cloud. You go.” With difficulty, he pried her off him. “Go. Now.”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">She hesitated, shuddered, and swallowed hard three times. “Once I get there, you’ll follow?”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“What’s your name?” he asked.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Kenya,” she said.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“So are you ready to live, Kenya?”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3830" style="font-size: small;">“Now, there’s a question.” She kissed his filthy cheek. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3833" style="font-size: small;">He didn’t remember ever feeling both honored <i>and</i> unworthy.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“Who are you?” she asked.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3838" style="font-size: small;">“Nobody,” he said. “Just an unremarkable lawyer.”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">“See you at the top, Mr. Nobody.” </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3843" style="font-size: small;">She

whined as she started but followed his instructions to the letter, a

sprint like no other . . . and still, she proved the weakness in his

creation. Her inner strength put him to shame as he held the beam

nearest the wall, below the highest point of the makeshift stairs. He

couldn’t let go until she made it. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3847" style="font-size: small;">“Please let her make it,” he whispered.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3851" style="font-size: small;">He borrowed some of her strength when the beam beneath his hands began to shudder.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3856" style="font-size: small;">As

Kenya left the stairs behind her, the last one seeming to disappear

from beneath her shoe, she crouched, cradled by crossed steel beams in

the darkness between floors, her heart racing as another tremor seemed

to wreak havoc in the mall below.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3860" style="font-size: small;">Panic filled her with worry for the man who shared his stairs, until a hand wrapped in a yellow and gold scarf reached for her.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3864" style="font-size: small;">“Hey?” she called, taking that hand with both of hers. “How did you get here before me?”</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3868" style="font-size: small;">He

pulled her through the darkness to the safety of the outdoors and the

dim light of dusk, somehow telling her to live for both of them.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">When she thanked him, he was gone.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">People surrounded her and wrapped her in blankets, gave her a bottle of water, brought her to the medics.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3881" style="font-size: small;">She never spotted her rescuer among them.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Some people called it Heaven.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">The residents knew it as Everlasting.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3875" style="font-size: small;">When

you arrived, adjustments needed to be made; it’s not always an easy

task, especially when you were meant to live and the person you saved . .

. slated to die.</span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3884" style="font-size: small;">Chance became Kenya’s guardian angel. </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">A reward? </span></span></div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_3768" style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Or a punishment?</span></span></div>

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<b>Purchase Links </b></div>

Kindle <a href="http://mybook.to/Everlast" id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1460836150536_2445" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">myBook.to/Everlast</a><br />

iBooks <a href="http://apple.co/22s139f" id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1460836150536_2816" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://apple.co/22s139f</a>...<br />

Kobo Link soon</div>

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<b>About The Author</b><br />

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Annette Blair, NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author</div>

<i id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1460836150536_2610">***LOVE, LAUGHTER & HAPPILY EVER AFTER***</i></div>

Three Days on a Train, Contemporary Romantic Comedy</div>

Everlasting, Paranormal Contemporary Romantic Comedy<br />

Rogues & Scoundrels, Eight Regency Historicals</div>

Jacob's Return & Butterfly Garden, Sensual Amish Historicals</div>

Scandalous Brides, Historical Box Set</div>

Fabulous Firsts, Historical Box Set</div>

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Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/annetteblairfans/?fref=ts<br />

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Website:<a href="http://www.annetteblair.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://www.annetteblair.com</a><br />

Bio:</div>

<span class="yiv4723378648" id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_4271">An

adventurer and storyteller at heart, Annette Blair has explored

nineteenth-century Amish America and Regency England. She's fallen for

madcap, modern Salem Mass, where bold women follow the Celtic faith with

heart. There, she fought dragons, and fell in love with an angel. More

recently, she’s taken to solving mysteries beside Connecticut’s Mystic

River. And with her newest series, she's be revisiting her "roots" in

Salem in a small town north of the Witch City that you won't find on any

map. Welcome to Wishing Well, where there's something Magic in the

water... </span></h3>

<span class="yiv4723378648" id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_4361">She

topped the NY Times and USA Today Bestseller Lists concurrently last

month (ranking at #4 & #12 respectively) with Scandalous Brides, a

joint venture box set of four full-length Regency Historicals by

Annette, Lucinda Brant, Brenda Hiatt & Cheryl Bolen. Annette is

honored to have shared the career-changing event with such amazing and

multi-talented writers. The four are all members of the <a href="http://thehistoricaljewels.com/" id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_4364" rel="nofollow" style="color: #404060;" target="_blank">Jewels of Historical Romance</a>,

a group of 12 top flight authors who have banded together to better

serve their careers, their readers, and each other through this new

publishing paradigm.</span></h3>

<span class="yiv4723378648" id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1461757853734_4367">Earlier

in her career, Annette's work garnered multiple Romantic Times TOP

PICKS, Reviewers’ Choice Awards, and HOLT Medallion nominations. A

triple Golden Heart Finalist, she's also finaled in the Golden Leaf, the

Lauries, the Golden Quill, and National Readers' Choice Awards. She’s

won multiple Booksellers Best Awards, LORIES Awards, Laurel Wreath, Blue

Boa, Aspen Gold, RIO, Southern Magic, More than Magic, Orange Rose,

Winter Rose, PRISM, Beacon, Colorado Awards of Excellence, Write Touch

Readers' Choice Awards and an Orange County Book Buyer's Best Award.

With Sex and the Psychic Witch, Annette took home three Anne-Bonney

Readers’ Choice Awards out of four. </span>Cloaked

in Malice her 5th Vintage Magic Mystery, became her first NY Times

Bestseller. Jacob's Return, a rule-breaking Amish Historical became her

first USA Today Bestseller. </h3>

Her

E-books include The Rogues Club & Scoundrels Series, four full

Regency Historicals each. Her Sexy Amish Historical E-books are Jacob's

Return, Butterfly Garden, and A Winter Heart. Anthologies include

Sisters of Spirit, the Jewels of Historical Romance, Fabulous Firsts, and Scandalous Brides NY Times #4 & USA Today #12.</h3>

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Amazon page:<b> </b><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Annette-Blair/e/B001ILMEEU/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1460901128&sr=1-2-ent" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://www.amazon.com/Annette-Blair/e/B001ILMEEU/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1460901128&sr=1-2-ent</a></div>

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Goodreads: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/196212.Annette_Blair?from_search=true&search_version=service" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/196212.Annette_Blair?from_search=true&search_version=service</a></div>

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Her websites is very detailed. The only thing I need to get from her is a blurb/excerpt.</div>

Let me know if there is anything else.</div>

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Author Note </div>

<span id="yui_3_16_0_ym19_1_1460836150536_2431" style="background-color: transparent;">Dear Reader:</span></div>

Romantic Times TOP PICK [as Bedeviled Angel] EVERLASTING has a first

ever prologue, new scenes and characters, and I took your reviews to

heart to make the story even better.</div>

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