Book Info:
Title: Bitter Fruits (Eden’s Fall,
#1)
Author: Sarah Daltry
Publisher: Escape Publishing
Blurb:
Attending a vampire-themed masquerade party seems
like a strange way to spend a night, but Nora is sick of frat parties and bars.
Meeting Alec was just a bonus. Despite their immediate attraction, however,
Alec is wary of involving himself with Nora, and when she pushes it, she
discovers that Alec has secrets that could destroy them both. Is she willing to
risk everything for a man she hardly knows? How far into darkness will he take
her?
When Nora attempts to follow, however, things
grow more complicated. Someone is hunting her - someone tied to a secret that
goes back to the beginning of man. Soon, Nora finds herself drawn to two men,
each with his own agenda. Can she save them both when one is destined to die?
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Excerpt:
He sits in front of me and brings me to his chest. Our flesh is hot and
sticky where it touches and I can’t stop the ache between my legs. His
breathing is ragged and he tightens his grip on the back of my head as he tries
to slow it. I am hurt or angry or frustrated, but I don’t know which. He runs
his hands along my entire body and I push against him, needing him and not
knowing how to accept his denial.
‘I want you, Nora. I have wanted you since I saw
you. You are gorgeous. However, there are secrets that... Please understand,
the steps that you want to take will reveal things. This cannot end well for
either of us. I don’t want to make you suffer, but I am fated to suffer. Don’t
make me bring you with me into the darkness. I can’t bear to lose you.’
I sense the pain that grips him. The darkness that he speaks of sounds
frightening, but I don’t feel fear when I face him and meet his eyes. ‘I will
follow you anywhere. Dark or light. Stop trying to make my choices for me.’
Our lips meet again, but it is with doubt. Neither of us knows what will
happen if we are to move forward, but I want to have a chance to find out.
My body is still crying out for him but now my mind is calm. I want him,
but I want him when he knows that I’m ready for whatever that means. His hands
touch me and his caresses are soft. We both slow our breathing and I try to let
my will match his. When he pulls away, he gathers the picnic and looks at me
with longing and a hunger I do not recognize. It’s not sexual, but desperate.
Almost as a dying man looks in the last moments of his life.
‘In three days,’ he says, ‘I will meet you again at the
church where we first met. In the meantime, I want you to look something up — and if you do not appear at the
church, I’ll know that what you found changed everything.’
‘Okay,’ I say warily. I’ll do anything he asks,
but his fear scares me. What kind of secrets can he possibly hold? Little right
now could stop me from going to him in three days.
‘Find the name Charles Samuels. He was an Oxford student
in the 1960s. And then we shall see how much of the darkness you are willing to
face.’
‘I’ll look him up, but Alec, I’m going to be at
the church in three days,’ I say.
‘For your sake, Nora, I hope that you’re not.’
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About The Author:
Sarah Daltry writes
erotica and romance that ranges from sweet to steamy. She moves around a lot
and has trouble committing to things. Bitter Fruits is her first
full length novel. Her other two novels have already been released. Forget Me Not and Lily of the Valley are simultaneous perspectives in the New Adult
contemporary romance series, Flowering.
Sarah also has three novellas (including Star
of Bethlehem, part of the Flowering series)
and several short stories available. She is currently working on Immortal Star and Daughter of Heaven in this series, and Orange Blossom, another novel in Flowering . When Sarah isn’t writing, she tends to waste a lot
of time checking Facebook for pictures of cats, shooting virtual zombies, and
simply staring out the window.
Author Social Media Links:
Website: http://sarahdaltry.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SarahDaltry
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/sarahdaltry/boards/
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