Today’s special guest is none other than Funny Girl
Melodie Campbell
She’s sharing an excerpt from her hit romantic comedy:

I screamed.

“Don’t kill him!”

Cedric turned to me. His eyes were that brilliant
green that lacked soul. He sheathed his sword, and as he did, the dark green
eyes returned to normal.

“I haven’t. He’s merely in a daze. It will pass in an

 He snorted then.
“I could have killed him. I wanted to. Consider it my gift to you that I

I sat, immobile. The draw was starting up again, slow,
insidious. As long as Cedric was occupied with defense, I could fight to keep
my mind independent of his. But when he turned his full attention upon me…I

“He can’t kill me—none of them can kill me.” He spat
in the direction of the body. “Do not think you’ll be rid of me, Rowena. I
can’t be killed.”

Dear God, what did he mean by that? Was he no longer

He moved to the window with startling speed, eyes
sweeping the land for riders. “I don’t blame you for this. I hardly blame him.
You are too much a temptation. I need to get you back to Huel.”

He spun back, eyes on me again. I cried out from the
pain of it and I felt his answering howl, as the draw shook him where he stood.

“Damn the gods! How can I hold my powers at bay with
you so close—“

He was across the room in a second, down on the floor
over me, gathering me to him. The pain gave way to unbelievable release—not
joy, oh no, never joy—but like a cage of pain being ripped away. I didn’t try
to resist it. No, I didn’t resist his hand in my hair, his lips on my throat
moving down and down. Already, my legs were moving apart, betraying the
thoughtless, helpless creature I was becoming.

His mouth moved down further and I let him, dear God,
I welcomed it, his mouth on my skin, knowing me, claiming me, and then…

I jerked and cried out when he entered me. He roared
like a lion, pulled back, then burst forward again, and I grabbed his tunic
hard and pulled. The cloth ripped in my hands, and I heard him laugh like a
demon. His face came down on mine, and we were drowning, fighting for air, and
I let go—gave in to the madness, and the waves roared, and the room pitched,
and I was one with something greater than human—

The room was still now. I opened my eyes. Cedric was
sitting cross-legged beside me on the floor with concern on his face. Concern?

“I lost you for a time there,” he said. “How are you

This was an
old Cedric—a Cedric from before the magic had ruled him.

Campbell achieved a personal best this year when Library Journal compared her to Janet Evanovich.  She has over 200 publications, including 100
comedy credits, 40 short stories, and 5 novels. She has won 6 awards for
fiction and is the Executive Director of Crime Writers of Canada.
in the Land’s End series, is NOW AVAILABLE
in the Land’s End series “Hot and hilarious!” (Midwest Book Review)

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