We are excited to be sharing Natasha Preston’s RELIVING FATE with you today! Keep reading for an excerpt and be sure to grab your copy of the book today!
About the book
When Bella stumbles upon her dead sister’s diary, she sets out on a mission to find her sister’s killer, but it leads her to the wrong side of town.
And right into the path of Rocco, a loner, a bad boy, who is determined to keep her away. After all, you protect your own, and Bella certainly doesn’t belong with the likes of him.
But it’s hard to move on when you’re chained to the past, and Bella is intent on getting justice for her sister…even if it’s at the cost of her own life.
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Holy. Sweet. Jesus.
The living room is lit with candles, and a blanket on the floor is covered in rose petals. So, he’s totally taking the piss right now because I joked the other night about how cheesy it is when guys do that for sex, but it does look really romantic.
“Really?” I say sarcastically, looking at him over my shoulder.
“Clothes off, Bella.”
“No, that’s not how you’re supposed to do it. First, you need to put on some Lionel Richie, and then you ask me to dance. We kiss, and you gently lay me down on the blanket where you make sweet, sweet love to me.”
His forehead creases in a frown, and he folds his arms. “Yeah, I just wanna do you doggy-style on the floor.”
Romance, meet grave.
“How have you managed to bed around fifteen women?”
“They weren’t the type of women who wanted Lionel.”
“Poor Mr Richie. Well, you need to learn to step up the real romance because I want some, baby!”
“You, Isabella Hastings, want romance?”
“Yes, I do. Not all the time because that would make me want to throw up, but sometimes, yeah, I do. God, you’ve turned me into a girl.”
“Well, if you make me do the romance thing, you’ll be turning me into a girl.”
“Shut up, idiot. Men do romance. So…romance me.”
“But I need prep time. And by that, I mean, I need to Google it.”
Laughing, I walk closer to him. “You would Google romance?”
“I need to if you want something other than me fucking you on all fours.”
“Fuck’s sake!” I slap his arm, making him chuckle. “Stop ruining this, you wanker.”
Grabbing my hand, he tugs me a few steps closer until I’m against his chest. He’s lucky he has a nice chest, or I’d hit him again. His eyes are alight with humour, and it makes me swoon. I love seeing him like this.
“I don’t know how to do the romance thing well, but I do know that I’m crazy about you. I love you, Bella.”
He seals his lips over mine before I have a chance to tell him that I love him, too. It’s not like he doesn’t already know anyway.
About the author:
UK native Natasha Preston grew up in small villages and towns. She discovered her love of writing when she stumbled across an amateur writing site and uploaded her first story and hasn’t looked back since.
She enjoys writing contemporary romance, gritty Young Adult thrillers and, of course, the occasional serial killer.