Light of the Spirit
by Lisa Kessler
Muse Chronicles #4
Publication Date: September 18, 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance, Standalone
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SYNOPSIS:
The gods never sleep…
As the mortal vessel for the Muse of Comedy, Lia Youlos lights up every room with laughter and smiles. But there are darker forces at work, and they want to snuff out her light forever.
Cooper Hanover is a hardworking paramedic who healed Lia after a fire, but something happened that day, something medical science couldn’t explain. And if he doesn’t figure out how it works soon, the next healing could kill him.
Lia’s smile and sharp wit tempt him to love again, and he’s not going to let anyone, not even the gods, take her from him.
The Prophecy – “Every generation the nine daughters of Zeus are reborn, and with their rebirth are also nine Guardians. They will be marked by the gods, and given gifts to protect his treasure. Their abilities will only be unlocked when they find their muse.”
EXCERPT #2 (Pinball
Match)
When the first song came
on, he took her hand, walking her over toward the small arcade. He stopped in
front of a Dark Knight pinball game.
She raised a brow. “I
didn’t take you for a Batman fan.”
“I’m full of surprises.”
She wet her lips. “I
like surprises.”
He dropped in quarters
and stepped behind her, his lips brushing her neck just below her ear as he
whispered, “Lucky me.” Cooper straightened up with a spark in his blue eyes.
“Let’s do this.”
Lia’s heart was pounding
with a heady mixture of arousal, adrenaline, and a hunger for victory. She’d
never had this much fun on a date, and they just got here.
She pulled back the
plunger and launched the silver, metal ball. Her eyes tracked its course under
the glass as it bounced around, lighting up bonuses. She hit the ball with the
flipper, squealing as it sailed back up into play.
The rest of the pizza
parlor faded away as her focus narrowed to the game. She nailed the ball again,
but out of the corner of her eye, Cooper lifted his shirt to wipe his forehead,
exposing abs that would make even Batman jealous.
“What are you—” Before
she could finish her sentence, the ball slipped past the flippers and into the
hole at the bottom. Her jaw dropped. “You cheated.”
He shook his head,
looking far from innocent as he pulled his shirt back down. “I was just wiping
the sweat off my forehead. You’re really good at pinball.”
The twinkle in his eyes
gave him away. Two could play that game.
She stepped aside, giving
Cooper the player-two spot. He tugged the plunger back, and let silver ball go
sailing. The digital score soared higher and higher. When he was within ten
thousand points, she picked up her mug and fished out an ice cube, tracing her
lips with it while she watched the ball under the glass.
Suddenly it zipped right
between the flippers. She lifted her gaze to find Cooper gaping. “Okay, that
was playing dirty.”
She grinned, popping the
cube into her mouth. “Oh please, have you not seen yourself shirtless?”
He chuckled, shaking his
head and stepping aside to make room, his voice a rough growl. “I’ve never been
jealous of an ice cube before.”
“All’s fair in love and
pinball, right?” She yanked the plunger back and sent the ball sailing back
into play. She racked up the points, making contact with the ball three times
before Cooper moved behind her, his big hands sliding possessively up her back
to knead her shoulders.
The damned ball vanished
into the hole between the flippers, and she didn’t give a rat’s ass. Lia’s eyes
drifted closed, and she relaxed into him. “So unfair.”
He leaned down close to
her ear. “Want me to stop?”
“Oh gods, no.”
His chest vibrated as he
chuckled. “My turn, right?”
“Yes.” She sighed and
stepped aside.
Cooper took over, hitting
the buttons on the sides of the machine. His forearms were tight, strong. She’d
never been turned on by games before, but damn. She was going to have to grab
the pizza to go.
When his score neared
hers, she slid her hand under the back of his shirt, tracing her fingernails up
his back. A muscle in his cheek clenched as he struggled to keep his eye on the
ball.
She pressed against his
back and whispered, “I need you.”
He turned around and
wrapped her in his arms. “’Bout damned time.” He fused his lips to hers, his
tongue sliding into her mouth, teasing her senses.
“Hanover!”
He broke the kiss with a
breathless chuckle. “I’m getting really sick of being interrupted.”
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ABOUT LISA KESSLER
Lisa Kessler is a Best Selling author of dark paranormal fiction. She’s a two-time San Diego Book Award winner for Best Published Fantasy-Sci-fi-Horror and Best Published Romance. Her books have also won the PRISM award, the Award of Excellence, the National Excellence in Romantic Fiction Award, the Award of Merit from the Holt Medallion, and an International Digital Award for Best Paranormal.
Her short stories have been published in print anthologies and magazines, and her vampire story, Immortal Beloved, was a finalist for a Bram Stoker award.
When she’s not writing, Lisa is a professional vocalist, and has performed with San Diego Opera as well as other musical theater companies in San Diego.
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