Thursday, April 11, 2013

Exclusive excerpt of Sheri Fredrick's Trolly Yours (+Giveaway)

I'm pleased to share an unedited excerpt from author Sheri Fredrick's upcoming book, Trolly Yours. Here's another release I've been anxiously awaiting. And yes, Alek is also on the "list". :)

This will be Book 2 in The Centaurs Series. The release date has not been set yet, but I can tell you it won't be long now!

As a treat, I'll also be offering one lucky commenter a digital copy of the first book in the series, Remedy Maker. More details after the excerpt.

Excerpt: "“Ella.” Al moved the tray of uneaten food to the floor, out of the way. He would have taken her rosé, but she wasn’t giving it up. “You are none of those things, and far from it. What your parents do to you is abusive. Do you understand that?”

When she continued to stare into her wine glass, watching the ceiling’s glow stones turn red in the shifting liquid, Al took her free hand and squeezed, giving it a shake until she looked at him. Sympathetic concern etched lines between his dark, expressive eyes.

He leaned in and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her pointed ear. “You are beautiful to me.” At the roll of her eyes, he pressed her hand a little harder. “Stop it. If you could only see yourself as I see you. You started your own successful business—you did it because you’re smart.”

 She watched as his gaze traveled from her wild red hair, over her pudgy, shirt-covered body, to her thick bare legs. Desire shone in his chocolaty depths, warming her cheeks and tingling the spot where they’d connected earlier.

“You have a gorgeous, mouth-watering body. If I made love to you every day for the next century and a half, I’d never tire of you.”

“Al…”

“It’s Aleksander.”

Ella sighed and acquiesced. “Aleksander, more than anything, I want to believe you. But it isn’t easy.” When she tugged her hand, he let go, and she clasped her fingers in her lap. “This morning, I was on my way to meet a landlord who has nests for rent. That’s when the hunter caught me off guard. I lost my purse, my—”

“No you didn’t. I found everything where you dropped them. That giant bag of yours and the notebook are safe. I’ll get them for you when we leave.”

Immediate relief spilled over, washing away her sense of dread. Al must have sensed her instant mood change because he opened his arms and Ella dove into them. She relished his warm bare chest and the security she felt. While held in his muscular arms, nothing bad could ever touch her. Beneath her cheek the beating of his heart syncopated her pulse to his, and she closed her eyes.

Aleksander’s arms tensed a split-second before a male voice came from the open doorway.

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“My, my. Isn’t this a cozy scene?”

Unhurried, Alek straightened the tangled blanket beneath his hocks and casually covered Ella’s bare legs. He didn’t want any other male eyes to touch his honey-Troll. She tried to sit up so they weren’t breast to chest, but he tightened his arm that wrapped her shoulders, preventing little more than her head to swivel.

“We were until you showed up.” Alek gave the older male a lopsided grin. “How’s it shakin’, Nubbs?”

Nubbs didn’t look happy. The man looked all businesslike and determined, “coolness under pressure” bottled up and ready to explode. Oh no, he didn’t look happy at all.

Aleksander didn’t blame him. He wasn’t damn happy with the situation, either. Lifting the wineglass, he went to take a sip, but he’d already drained it dry.

Plastered against his chest, Ella managed to slowly lower her glass. Her breath quickened. She was probably scared; her wide eyes never left Nubbs’ face.

Nubbs wore a burnt orange dress shirt, collar wide-spread with the first button open, tucked into a pair of charcoal grey dress slacks. His feet were stuffed into what looked liked lizard lace-up shoes. The two-legged Centaur looked very chic…and lethal, even in the safe house.

In control as always, cold and calculating, Alek noted; dangerous, hard, and unforgiving.

Life had not been easy for Nubbs.

“You didn’t hear the bolt slide?” Beneath the neatly parted dark blond hair, his ice-blue gaze flicked over their unfinished meal. “You’re losing your touch, Alek.”

“Didn’t think I needed the Beretta. Besides, I was a bit…preoccupied."

Damn! Two legged or not, he should have heard the front door open. Mistakes like that caused major FUBAR results.

Nubbs took in Ella’s disheveled appearance, the color riding high on her cheeks, the bra hanging by a strap off a dresser knob. His chiseled features relaxed and he chuckled. “I guess you’re safe enough.” Then his gaze skimmed the length of Ella’s gracefully curved spine. “Maybe not. Come out here and talk to me."

When the door latch clicked shut, Ella released a breath. “I take it that’s the friend who owns this place?”

Alek pushed the blanket back and helped her to sit up. “Yes, he’s someone I work with. I’ll see what he wants. Get dressed and meet me out there when you’re ready.” "

***In the event you haven't checked out Remedy Maker where we first met Alek, here is a chance to win the first in the series. Just leave me a comment with your email address so I can contact you! :)  ***


Blurb: Man by day, Centaur by night, Rhycious is a remedy maker who needs his own healing.

He's the royal physician, famous for his cures. War and posttraumatic stress disorder has broken his spirit, preventing him from finding true happiness. Then a direct order from the queen to investigate an uprising forces him out of his secluded cabin at the edge of the forest.

Patience is an optimistic, good-natured Wood Nymph who works as a mediator to ensure harmony within the Nymph sector.

Environmental pollution in the aquifer stream that feeds the taproot tree of her heart is slowly killing her. Resigned to the fact she will not live long, she sets out to discover the mysterious disappearance of her sister. Experience has taught her to deny herself the love of a male, but the gruff Centaur is different. He doesn't push his expectations on her, only his healing nature.

When Rhycious loses his grip on reality, he believes his inability to control his disorder will drive Patience away. Nevertheless, desire flares, and Patience draws him close. Kidnapping and betrayal turn their mythic joint venture into a deadly bout.

Will their love endure when survival hinges on trusting each other?

Available at: Amazon 

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Be sure to leave your email in order to win a digital copy. Good Luck! 

27 comments:

  1. One thing about seeing your rough work posted, you zero in on future edits!

    Thank you for letting me share the next book in the series. Aleksander and Ella thank you, too.

    Good luck to all who enter the contest!

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    1. Hurray! Glad to have you on, Sheri-poo! :D

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  2. Terrific snippet Sheri. Loved the opening scene...especially this line "If I made love to you every day for the next century and a half, I’d never tire of you.”...very romantic!

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    1. Hi Christine! Thank you for stopping by - I know how. busy your are with your writing life these days. All through the first book, Remedy Maker, and most of the second book, Alek has vowed not to be a one woman man...for good reason. All it takes is one woman to change a man's mind.

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  3. After your MMR post this morning, I DEFINITELY have to get my hands on Remedy Maker, so if I don't win it's going to the front of my to-buy line! And Troll-y Yours will join it!

    Cheers, Faith

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    1. Hi Faith!! Cheers to you, too! I hope you'll love Remedy Maker has much as I enjoyed writing it. Be ready to encounter people never before seen, and a world undiscovered! Thank you for stopping by.

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  4. Love the excerpt, Sheri. Loved Remedy Maker, also. Thanks for posting this, Melissa, and giving us a chance to get a sneak peek.

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    1. Hey Daryl! Is sneak peeking at unpublished work a form of voyeurism? LOL Thanks for coming by!

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  5. Oh wow! What an awesome, awesome excerpt. Great scene. Melissa and Sheri, thank you for sharing.

    I love Ella and you know I adore Nubbs, lol.

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    1. Dear Ms. Dyer,

      Your previous vote for the conception of Book 3, The Centaurs, has been duly noted...months ago! Therefore, due to your exuberance, I shall name a character after you. Hmm...what species will she be, and what role will she play? Hehehe

      Thank you for all your support and stopping by!

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    2. I want to be a centaur. I want a white coat with a black tail and black legs. I also want a black splotch on my rump where I got shot by a hunter. The role I will play is a reformed spy for the rebels. Also, I was once in love with a human male, but he got killed by other centaurs because it is forbidden. I hated the centaurs after that. And that is why I turned rougue and spied for the rebels.

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    3. Oh and my love interest will be another human. But he escaped jail for a crime he didn't commit--he was set up. So he hid in the B. Forest. Hmmm, maybe we meet because he saves me from hunters--that's when I get shot!!!! He nurses me back to health and of course I will turn into a centaur in front of him, lol. I freak out because I know I'm falling for him, but I'm scared once the other centaurs find out, he'll be killed too. I then go talk to Queen S and try to get her to understand. she does, but I have to do something for her. She wants me to become a spy again for the rebels, but it's dangerous because the rebels know I've switched sides and they are out to get me. I have to convince them I'm back working for them and I have important info they'd want and need.

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    4. 0-o Uh...I'm so glad you've outlined a whole book for me. LMAO!! *copies entire comment post* A white horse with black mane, tail, & legs?? Really?? Can I call you Patches?

      You're giving me wrinkles from laughing so hard.

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    5. No way, lol. Call me Brenda, hehehehehe.

      As for the color, just trying to make it unique, lol. Besides, when I was small, I use to love riding the Merry-go-round. This one fair we were at, I sat on a white horse with a black mane and tail, black legs and a beautiful red and gold saddle. I loved that horse so much. My dad kept giving the carny tickets so I could keep on riding around and around.

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    6. LOL, sounds like your dad knew how to keep young Brenda entertained! Gotta love that.

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  6. I love it! So looking forward to this story. Was it me or did Nubbs seem a little...jealous? Great stuff.

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    1. Oh Nubbs...The male is slicker than a wet
      Satyr. It's a good thing Aleksander knows him well. Thank you for stopping by - I know how busy you are with the release of your own book!! Congratulations!

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  7. Forgot to mention. Don't enter me in the draw because I proudly own RM and read it so many times, lol.

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  8. OH I CANNOT WAIT!!!! How much longer Sheri?? I want warning so I can reread Remedy Maker again first ;)

    Please do not enter me in the contest. I'm already a proud owner of Remedy Maker.

    P.S.
    Sheri... HURRY!!! he he
    <3

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    1. I'm hurrying! Honest, I am. Thank you for your very kind words. It makes the countless hours of writing all worth it! Hugs!

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  9. I love the name for your new book! Can't wait for it to be released.

    I have book one, so no need to enter me into the contest.

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    1. Hi Stacey :) Thank you for stopping by! I'm turning up the heat on my production to have this book out asap. The title, Troll-y Yours, really fits, as readers find out.

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  10. That was a lovely excerpt, Sheri! I tweeted.

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