Tuesday Teaser!!
While everyone's been reading Blood I've been working on Book 2.5. This one is going to be in Ivan's point of view. I chose him because there's a lot going on with him right now and he needed a voice to explain it all. I haven't created a cover yet so bear with me. The good news is that I'm nearly finished and I will be moving directly on to book 3. For now here's a teaser from Ivan's POV. Enjoy!!
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The second Harper pulls away my
world becomes dark once again. Our moment had ended and definitely not in the
way that I had expected.
Her eyes revealed her disgust.
I swear my chest felt as if she had
punched her hand straight through my chest to squeeze the life out of my heart.
Instead of sticking around to hear
anything that she had to say I walk away.
Once I’m in my room I slam the door
shut before leaning back against it.
Closing my eyes I try and fail to
block the pain slicing through my heart. I pant for my next breath before
whimpering softly.
When I can’t take any more I grab
the nearest object, which happened to be a framed picture of Harper, and I, and
throw it against the wall. The glass shatters and then falls to the floor.
I growl out as I grab something
else and throw it.
Before I know it everything in my
room is left lying in broken pieces on the floor.
I freeze in place when the door
squeaks open.
“Oh, Ivan…” Harper whispers.
“Go away, Harper.” I snap a bit too
harshly.
“No.” She replies stubbornly.
Growling in frustration I turn to
face her before pointing towards the door. “Leave now.”
She shakes her head while crossing
her arms across her chest. “No.”
“Damn it, Harper, just leave.” I
try one more time.
“I’m not going to leave, Ivan. Not
like this, not when you’re…” She trails off.
“When I’m what, Harper?” I grit
out. “…When I’m about to lose control, when I’m about to rip my heart out
because it hurts too much, or would you rather stare at me with disgust some
more?”
“Enough, Ivan…” She snaps. “I’m
worried about you, okay. I still care about you.”
“Then why did you look at me like
the very thought of biting me made you sick?” I push.
“I was angry with myself, Ivan.”She replies.
“I didn’t want you to take more away from what happened than what it actually
meant.”
“Obviously I knew it didn’t mean
anything.” I growl out.
“Are you sure because from where
I’m standing it appears that it meant much more to you than just nothing.”
Harper argues while waving her hands around at the wreckage in my room.
“What does it matter anymore,
Harper? You’ve already replaced me. You never have to love me again. James,
Erik, and Silas can give you everything you want and need.” I reply.
“Ivan…” Harper begins softly. “I
still need you.”
“No. You’re just being selfish.” I
bite out.
“And you’re being a jerk.” She
snarls. “Did you really think this would be easy, that it would be easy to
stand in front of you after what you did to me?”
“I’m sorry, Harper.” I reply. “How
can I make you see how sorry I am?”
She shakes her head while closing
her eyes. “You just don’t get it, Ivan.”
“What is there to get?” I ask.
“You crushed my heart and then you
flaunted your relationship with Clara in front of me. I can’t look at you, even
now, without seeing her still.” Harper replies.
“I will never be able to get close
to you until she disappears completely.” She adds.
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Happy Reading!!
Raven K. Asher