M.S. Kaye and the Cover Reveal for Once

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Today I’m welcoming M.S.Kayne and the cover  reveal for her book Once.




Cover
Reveal
Once
by
M.S. Kaye
Her
first and also her Once.
 Jonathan
is studying to become a priest. He is three days from taking vows. He
will not be a priest.
 Rebecca’s
major is pre-law. She is supposed to take over her father’s law
firm. She will not be lawyer.
Their
paths cross at exactly the right moment, when each most needs to hear
what the other has to say. Jonathan’s structured life is turned
sideways, but Rebecca also helps him learn how to forgive himself. It
was self-defense, not murder.
Rebecca
finds the strength to stand up to her father, to be the real her. If
Jonathan likes her writing, it must be worth pursuing.
They
must each struggle to forge a new path without each other’s comfort
and strength, with only memories of the one day that changed
everything.


Will
be released 7/2/16 by Inkspell Publishing.

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Author Bio
M. S. Kaye has
several published books under her black belt. She writes in genres
ranging from contemporary romance, to romantic suspense, to
paranormal young adult. As s 4th degree black belt and
certified instructor of Songahm Taekwondo, she enjoys bringing some
of that kick-butt attitude to her stories. A transplant from Ohio,
she resides with her husband Corey in Jacksonville, FL, where she
does her best not to melt in the sun.
Also available
from M.S. Kaye:
Fight Princess
(romantic suspense)
Kindling the Past
(romantic suspense)
Clouded
(paranormal YA)
Coming Soon:
Once & Again,
Once & Forever (Once books 2 and 3)
Strong as Death,
Awaken from Death (paranormal YA, Born from Death books 1 and 2)
Endless as the
Rain, Overcast, Echo Through the Mist (romantic suspense, Taken
books 1-3)
Excerpt
from Once:
“What’s the answer?”
He paused. “A switchblade.”
With my fingertips, I reached out and
traced the scar across his cheek. “Did you win?”
He removed my hand and closed his
eyes. “Yes.”
I slid his Book back to him. “This
says we can find forgiveness.”
His eyes still closed, his jaw
clenched. He bowed his head. “It also says ‘Thou shalt not
kill.’”
I took his hand in both of mine,
petted his rough skin, and then brought it to my lips. He had a
talent for guiding invisibly, but I didn’t know how to do that.
He watched me again. His eyes were
intense, like the black of the night sky, and his forehead was
furrowed, as if his emotions were scattered, as if he was shocked at
my reaction, as if he had been sure his answer would drive me away.
But I knew him. Already, I knew him.
“You’re still a good person,” I
said.
His jaw clenched. “I’ve been
trying to believe that.”
“I have faith in you.”
He continued to watch me. His forehead
never smoothed, as if he was fighting for strength, but his eyes
softened. He slid around the booth, closer to me.
I didn’t move, not sure what to do,
what was right, what he wanted.
He leaned closer.
I only watched him.
He touched his lips to my cheek, the
faintest pressure. I struggled to sit still, to keep my hands in my
lap, not to grab hold of him. And then his lips were gone, such brief
contact that I couldn’t be sure if he had actually kissed my cheek
or if I wanted his contact so much that I’d imagined it.
He spoke in my ear. “You must be
some kind of final test.”
My heart pounded into my ribs, against
the point of the blade. “Are you going to pass?”
His lips brushed against my jaw. “I
don’t know.”
He trailed to my neck, his mouth
softly pressing. My hand curled into his hair, the other on his
shoulder, holding, clutching. His mouth found mine, barely touching.
His warmth invaded my head.
“God give me strength,” he
murmured.
The door slid open, and the
compartment filled with laughter.

He
closed his eyes. Then he slid away from me.

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