Friday, September 5, 2014

Teaser: Priceless by Raine Miller

Raine Miller's new Adult book Priceless is releasing in one week and since it's one week from the release, she is having some teasers being posted.

Summary: *THIS IS A CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE SPIN-OFF SET IN THE WORLD OF BLACKSTONE AFFAIR*


Ivan Everley, 13th Baron Rothvale, would admit he's the last person on earth who should have custody over a priceless collection of art. British law affords him the title of 'Lord,' but underneath all the trappings he's just a regular guy, despite being a world champion in archery, and certain...proclivities of a private nature. But Ivan's public celebrity is merely a sham--a carefully guarded secret borne out of the pain of betrayal. Even his cousin Ethan Blackstone doesn't know the truth behind the man he considers a brother.


Lord Rothvale has a plethora of problems piled up to his aristocratic eyeballs, but that doesn't stop him from complicating his world further when a beautiful art conservationist shows up to appraise his inherited collection of paintings. Once Ivan gets a taste of Gabrielle Hargreave, mistaken identity or not, he can't think of anything but how good the green-eyed beauty felt in his arms.

The chase is on, and Ivan's dominant side isn't taking 'no' for an answer--but yet, Gabrielle might just teach our discontented lord a thing or two about life, and about himself, and help them both discover the undeniable truth in what it means to find something genuinely... priceless.
                                                    "I found you."   -Ivan to Gabrielle



Teasers:



Teaser from Author's Blog:

I wished she would look at me so I could see what was in her eyes.   Eyes were sometimes all you needed to see to know how a person felt about you.
I was still trying very much to understand her motives.  Why she had been so connected at the gala, and why she kept running from me now.
I hadn’t been very successful so far but there was one thing I was dead sure about her.  Gabrielle Hargreave was really struggling with our attraction.  And there was one between us for sure.  Right now, I could feel the heat coming off her as strong as it had the first time we’d met in that back gallery hallway.
“This whole thing is priceless you know,” I said, “you being Brynne’s friend I was supposed to meet and ask to have a look at my paintings.”
She smiled and lifted her eyes but the smile didn’t reach them.  “Yeah, pretty much in agreement with you there.”
“Why does it make you sad, Gabrielle, because I’m not.  I wanted to see you again after the gala.  I tried to find you.”
“I’m not sad,” she said softly.
“You are.  I see can see it in your eyes.  But you don’t have to be.”  I brushed a strand of hair back and tucked it behind her ear.
She froze when I touched her, a current of energy snapping between us.
She held my eyes this time and told me.  “I’m so ashamed of my behavior with you at the gala.  That’s the honest truth, Ivan.  If that night had never happened then I imagine our first meeting would have gone down differently.”
So she felt shame for her reaction to me in that storage closet.  I didn’t like that because shame had nothing to do with it.  She’d done nothing shameful by being with me.  That left me with one conclusion as to why she was ashamed.  Somebody had hurt her badly in the past and taught her to feel that way.
I didn’t like that, either.
“Let’s walk.”  I held out my arm.  “The lake is pretty at night with the moon shining.”
She eyed me and weighed her decision, standing there mouthwateringly gorgeous with her dress moving softly in the night breeze, holding her drink with both hands.
“It’s okay, I’m completely calm and mellow right now.  At your suggestion I’ve been reading up on my notes from Being a Human 101.”
She laughed softly, transferred her glass to one hand and took my arm with the other.  “I hope it helps.”
“It probably won’t, but I’m sure you’ll tell me when I need to brush up on the main points.”
“It is pretty out here.  You were so right,” she said, looking up at the full moon making the night quite bright for the late hour.
“In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous,” I quoted.
“Aristotle, right?” she asked flashing a small smile.
I nodded and brought a hand to the back of her neck to steady her as we walked the footpath toward the lake.
“I had to study the classics at university much to my dismay.”
“And you hated it?”
“It just didn’t interest me at the time, but there is value in it I suppose.  Like this lake at night with the moon shining overhead.”
She looked out at the view and studied it, still allowing my hand to rest on her neck.  “It is something of the marvelous, Ivan.”
“I know.”
She didn’t even realize I was referring to her … and not the view of the lake.

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