GIVEAWAY/BOOK TOUR: Dark Waltz by A.M.Hargrove

A sizzling legend of loss, lust and love. 

It’s the year 2030 and the human population has been annihilated by a virulent form of small pox.  Liasare Davidson is desperately searching for her brother, who has been missing for three months.  It’s been eighteen years since she was evacuated from Earth and she is horrified to see it’s become a cesspool of unimaginable things.

In her quest to find her brother, she meets Jurek, a powerful and enigmatic being that frightens her, yet she is unable to resist.  When things begin to unfold between them, they both discover a paralyzing truth that puts Liasare at grave risk.  She must make a choice to join Jurek and find her brother or fulfill a role she believes she is ill equipped to undertake. 

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The First Time I Saw Liasare... Jurek

I walked into the club and looked around. It took me all of two point three seconds to notice her. Sitting at the bar, taking a pull off her beer, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. That hair...long, dark and silken...I wanted to wrap it around my hands and drag her right off her seat. She totally felt my presence. The thing is, she shouldn’t have. My powers were completely muted...shut down to the max. But she could tell it was me. She was squiggling around on her stool like nothing I’ve ever seen before. And that ass of hers. Shit, my pants suddenly were so damn tight I almost tore the damn things off of me. Fucking leather pants...so goddamn constricting, if you know what I mean. I adjusted myself and took a place by the wall and just watched her. Damn that girl was HOT. I’m not talking the half naked kind of hot you see all over the place these days. I’m talking straight up hot, from her boot-clad feet to the tight sweater that came all the way up high on her neck. Hell, that girl would look hot in a damn burlap sack. I squinted to get a good look at her eyes. Hazel...with golden flecks in them. Shit...what else did she have that could turn me on more? Her mouth...oh no, here we go again. My breathing just elevated to the level of unhealthy. I was fucking panting. I wanted to feel that mouth on ME. Everywhere. I could just imagine what those lips and tongue could do to me. What the fuck was I doing to myself here? Self-torture, that’s what. She was boldly staring at me now...fucking inspecting me. And what do you know? She LIKED what she saw! Wait! What was I thinking here? It’s not like I could drag her ass off that bar stool and take her in the back and do the dirty deed. Shit, I had to back down. But I had to do one thing first...I had to get a taste of her scent on my tongue before I blew out of this place. I made my way over to the bar and watched her. She was searching the place for me and that made me feel giddy like a schoolgirl. I walked up behind her and inhaled. Aw fucking hell! She was nirvana. I had to force myself away from her. But before I did, I ran my tongue from her ear to her shoulder right after I asked in a whisper, “Looking for me?” Then i disappeared before I did something really stupid.

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