by Julia King
Release Date:
08/12/13
Summary from
Goodreads:
Seventeen-year-old Pierre Rousseaux witnesses a
young girl take a near fatal plunge off Pont Neuf Bridge into the freezing
water of the River Seine in Paris, France. After diving into the racing river
himself, he is able to rescue her from a watery death, but only after her head
is bashed into the river wall. Upon reviving her from unconsciousness, Pierre
realizes she doesn’t remember her past at all.
The girl struggles to recall anything from before she may have tried to commit suicide, not only once but possibly twice. The few glimpses into her life are discovered through dreams that can only suggest her past was horrific and jaded by intense anger.
Her memories may force her to lose everything she has grown to adore, especially the boy she loves more than anything in the world: Pierre.
The girl, Félicité Moreau, must decide if the life she desires is enough to make things from her past right. Pierre struggles to resolve if Félicité means enough to him that he will fight for her, regardless of her past and despite his own personal demons.
This is Julia King’s debut paranormal novel—a Horrific Love Story.
The girl struggles to recall anything from before she may have tried to commit suicide, not only once but possibly twice. The few glimpses into her life are discovered through dreams that can only suggest her past was horrific and jaded by intense anger.
Her memories may force her to lose everything she has grown to adore, especially the boy she loves more than anything in the world: Pierre.
The girl, Félicité Moreau, must decide if the life she desires is enough to make things from her past right. Pierre struggles to resolve if Félicité means enough to him that he will fight for her, regardless of her past and despite his own personal demons.
This is Julia King’s debut paranormal novel—a Horrific Love Story.
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Excerpt 1:
“An eager
expression painted itself handsomely on his face. He leaned in until his lips
reached hers. Their mouths moved gracefully. Pierre picked Félicité up with
ease, placing her on his lap. His arms wrapped around her small frame. Her left
arm found its home around his shoulder and the other framed his strong jaw
line. He played with the long curls that cascaded down her back. They could’ve
kissed for hours and not felt as though any time had passed. It would’ve been
treason to steal this moment away from them.”
Excerpt 2:
“A rush of sweet
warmth flooded Félicité for having remembered something about her past. The
heaviness in her mind and heart seeped free from her as though it pushed itself
from all of her pores. She knew that eventually everything—her memories and
knowledge—would come back.
She
ached for Pierre and Hélène to know her name. As fast as her legs could carry
her, she sped into the living room. Pierre was sound asleep, chest rising and
falling in a rhythm that followed his thunderous snores. He was so loud she
found it difficult to remember why she had come to see him. However, she
couldn’t bear to wake him.
She
observed that the light shining through the gap of the curtains came from only
the moon. It must be the middle of the night. It was difficult for her to
believe that she had slept all day and into the night.
Gazing
at Pierre, she noted how handsome he was even in his thunderous slumber. She
wanted to touch his skin and the rough stubble of hair growth on his face. His
hand that fell from the couch beckoned her to him. She resisted the urge to
take it into hers, feel it, relish its rough texture, and press it to her face.
Again, she felt as if she had known him for a long time.
Should
she wake him to hear his welcoming, deep and vibrating voice?
No,
she thought as her euphoria faded. All that was left was a lump in her throat.
Her
happy news would have to wait until morning. With one last look at the most
kind- natured and loving person in the world, she shuffled her feet back to
bed. However, before she fell asleep, she distinctly heard her father’s voice
in the room telling her, “Félicité, my daughter, I love you. I love you so
much.”
She
bounded out of bed like an animal pouncing on its prey and flipped the light
switch. Scanning the room, she saw no one in there. She was alone.”
Julia King grew up in a town in the happiest county in Utah. She enjoys reading, music (especially U2), the outdoors, and traveling. She appreciates a good television show. She has quite the sweet tooth. It is common for her to squeal up a storm when she sees a dog. Her favorite breed is beagles, and she longs for the day when she can have one of these furry, adorable friends of her own. And she loves conjuring up stories that swirl sweetly in her mind. Well, until they come to life on the page.
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