BOOK INFORMATION
Tommaso
Immortal Matchmakers, Inc. #2
Immortal Matchmakers, Inc. #2
By: Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Releasing
May 24, 2016
Self-Published
Self-Published
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BOOK SUMMARY
From New York Times Bestseller Mimi Jean
Pamfiloff…
TOMMASO, Book
#2, Immortal Matchmakers, Inc. Series (Standalone)
SOMETIMES, HOT MEN CAN BE REAL
MONSTERS…
Tommaso
Fierro is used to the finer things in life—nice suits, nice car, nice house.
Okay, his past isn’t so nice, but that’s in the past. Or at least it was until
he blacked out after meeting the woman of his dreams.
Annnd possibly capturing
her.
Annnd possibly
terrorizing her before she got away.
Annnd discovering that
he’s turning into a horrible creature he loathes with all his heart.
Luckily,
there’s a cure. Unluckily, it will require him to track this woman down and
convince her to give him a second chance. But if he finds her, will she ever
believe that he’s really not a monster?
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EXCERPT
PROLOGUE
Lying in bed,
I sifted through the darkness with my tired eyes, in search of the strange
noise coming from…
Holy crap! It’s above me!
The dark
figure came into focus, and I let out a yelp that should’ve been a
terror-filled scream. What in the name of
fuck is that? I thought, feeling my entire body turn ice cold with fear.
In the yellow
light of my alarm clock, I saw the monster’s face hovering over mine, its eyes
pits of glowing crimson swirling with black.
Oh shit. Oh shit. What is that? I opened my mouth to finally deliver
that scream, but the beast quickly slapped its sickly hand over my lips to
muffle the noise.
Oh, God. Help me. He smelled like death and evil. He
smelled like desolation and despair—everything bad in this world mixed
together.
Knowing I was
about to die, I felt my eyes begin to tear.
“Please,” I
mumbled through the gaps in its sticky fingers, the unmistakable smell of dried
blood filling my nostrils. “Please don’t kill me.”
Slowly, it
dipped its head, allowing me to see its face up close.
Christ. He’s human. Or something humanlike, resembling a
man covered in black soot and the stench of death.
“Please, I’m
begging you—just let me go,” I whimpered.
The man slid
his hand from my mouth, studying me. Then there was a flash of something I
didn’t expect in their depths: fear.
“Save. Me,”
he mumbled in a deep gargle. “Please…save…me…”
What the…? I was the one who needed saving!
“I think it’s
the oth-other way around,” I stuttered and then reached for the reading lamp to
my side and swung. He stopped it inches from his face, and an icy rage replaced
any semblance of kinder, gentler emotions.
He roared and
then grabbed me by the hair, dragging me from my bed.
“Let go!” I
yelled, and he did. He tossed me to the floor as if I were completely
weightless.
Oh, God. He was so strong.
I yelled for
help, but no one was coming. I lived alone out in the middle of the desert.
Looking
pleased by my fear, he reached into the waistband of whatever he wore as
clothing and drew a buck knife or machete or something one might use to murder
an innocent twenty-six-year-old golf instructor who lived ten miles outside of
Palm Springs, liked to binge on crunchy food, and owned two Jeeps, a cat that
hated her, and four rescue chickens. Yeah. It was that kind of knife. A really,
really big fucking knife.
“Oh, God.
Please no. Please…I’m sorry,” I cried. “Whatever I did, I’m sorry!” Of course,
I wasn’t sorry. I was simply terrified and wanted to live. Unfortunately, the
odds were not in my favor.
I watched in
terror as the blade barreled down toward my face.
AUTHOR INFO
MIMI JEAN PAMFILOFF is a USA Today and New York Times
bestselling romance author. Although she obtained her MBA and worked for more
than fifteen years in the corporate world, she believes that it’s never too
late to come out of the romance closet and follow your dream. Mimi lives with
her Latin Lover hubby, two pirates-in-training (their boys), and the rat
terrier duo, Snowflake and Mini Me, in Arizona. She hopes to make you laugh
when you need it most and continues to pray daily that leather pants will make
a big comeback for men.
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