Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Veiled Secrets by Jodi Vaughn

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VEILED SECRETS by JODI VAUGHN

Book Blurb
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“When Fairies and Demons collide, all hell breaks loose.”

Celeste Hart has never been accepted by society because of her dark visions and has vowed to let nothing stop her from uncovering what she is, good, bad or evil. But she is distracted from her quest when sexy Eric Nordstrom charms his way into her heart and into her bed. He leaves her even more confused by her intense feelings for him and she soon realizes their one night of passion has resulted in something that will change them forever, a child.

CEO Eric Nordstrom has no interest romance and even less in a relationship. His company has always been his mistress, but he can’t stop thinking about the elusive Celeste, who has made him feel more in one night than he has in his entire lifetime. When he learns of the pregnancy, he convinces Celeste to marry him on the pretense of keeping the company from another scandal while trying to seduce her back into his arms.

While Celeste tries to fit into Eric’s elite world, she discovers her visions are a result of having Fae blood. When the vengeful Queen of the Fairies sends a demon army to take her unborn child, Celeste must embrace her fairy heritage and enlist Eric’s help in her fight. Thrust into a world he doesn’t understand yet determined to protect the woman he loves, Eric joins forces with Celeste to protect their unborn child from the evil that has invaded their home.

Fate brought them together, will destiny rip them apart?

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VEILED SECRETS by JODI VAUGHN

EXCERPT

Chapter One

Atlanta, Georgia
Present Day
Friday, 8:00 P.M.

“Holy crap, I look like a hooker.” Celeste Hart tugged at the hem of her red dress, in a vain attempt to make it longer. “So much for buying something without trying it on.”

Of course that would require a desire for shopping, something she clearly did not possess. She’d take her jeans and tee shirts over dresses and heels any day.

She gazed at the huge mansion before her, stunned by how close the details matched her dreams. Ever since she was a little girl she had dreams, visions of the future.  This had led her here tonight, dangling her destiny in front of her beyond these mansion doors.

If her dreams were true, were indeed visions, somewhere within this mansion there was a book that would explain once and for all what she truly was. The time had come to find out, good, bad or evil.

“Just don’t let me be a witch.” She squeezed her eyes shut deliberately trying to avoid the image of herself as a hag riding a broom. “Not quite sure how I’d handle that piece of info.”

A gust of March wind licked across her skin. Her snug red dress and sky high heels did nothing to guard against the breeze. She rubbed her hands up and down her bare arms wishing she’d thought to wear a wrap.

“It’s now or never.” She pressed the doorbell. A melodious chime bellowed behind the massive wood and wrought iron doors, reminding her there was no turning back.

The door swung open without a sound.

She jerked upright and pasted on a smile as she met the intense glare of a bald headed man dressed in black. The word Security was stamped in white letters across his skin tight shirt. He held a clear Lucite clipboard with papers attached. She’d expected the security to be dressed in suits and ties and not look like a bouncer.

“I need to see your invitation.”

She swallowed and held up the crisp invitation, praying he didn’t ask her name.

He wouldn’t find her name on the guest list. The invitation was placed in her box at work by mistake.

“Your name, please.”

Her stomach plummeted. “Celeste Hart.”

His eyes scanned his clipboard.

“Your name is not on the guest list. This party is for employees of Cryptic only.” He aimed his squinty eyes at her.

“I am an employee.” She pulled out her ID from her sequined clutch and held it out. He leaned forward. “I work in development, specializing in operating systems.” At least that part wasn’t a lie.

“This party is only for employees that have been with the company for at least a year.”

“I’ve been with the company right at a year last month. My manager said they were adding me to the list.” She held her smile in place. The lie slipped easily out of her mouth.

After several painful seconds, the guard stepped back and waved her inside. She widened her eyes, shocked her bluff might actually work.

“Well, are you coming in or not?” He cocked his head and narrowed his gaze as if he might retract the offer at any moment.

She forced her feet to move across the threshold before he changed his mind.

Two steps into the mansion, she froze. The click of her red stiletto heels silenced against the luxurious marble floor.

The room looked exactly like the one in her dreams. Prickles crept across her skin. Her gut clenched. She inhaled deeply. Thinking she might have prophetic visions was one thing, but being confronted with incontrovertible proof was quite another.

The room was enormous. The walls were maple paneling like the libraries she had seen in copies of House Beautiful, yet made her feel claustrophobic. Elegant furniture, which she bet didn’t come from the local mom and pop store, was placed throughout the room to facilitate conversation while still encouraging dancing.

A familiar slow song drifted through the room from the band playing in the corner. Lavish decorations in neutral tones carried the theme of elegance through the room. Even the beautiful couples seemed to be part of the flawless landscape.

It even smelled rich.

Despite the beauty of the environment, an undercurrent of macabre enveloped her.

Her gaze sifted through men in crisp black tuxes and women in dazzling dresses, laughing and eating and dancing.

Were they like her? Not quite human, not quite evil. She shivered as the thought passed through her mind.

She needed to find that book.  She needed to know she wasn’t some kind of evil freak. And if she was, well, she’d have to deal with that too.


Jodi-Final Headshot  Meet Jodi Vaughn, Author….

Jodi was born and raised in Mississippi. Her deep Southern roots and love of the paranormal led her to write Southern Paranormal novels. She currently lives in Northeast Arkansas with her handsome husband, brilliant son, adopted swan, and yellow lab that is fond of retrieving turtles when duck season is over.

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Links to Jodi’s website, blog, books, etc.

http://www.jodivaughn.com

Twitter@JodiVaughn1

https://www.facebook.com/www.jodivaughn

http://www.amazon.com/Veiled-Secrets-ebook/dp/B00FL8VM26/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1382221447&sr=1-1&keywords=veiled+secrets

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**SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT:  Jodi is giving away one e-copy of her novel, VEILED SECRETS, to one of her lucky readers who comments on her Monday Interview or Wednesday Book Bench blogs!!  Don’t miss this chance to read the first book in her Veiled series!!  Thanks, Jodi, for sharing your stories with us!

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One Response to Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Veiled Secrets by Jodi Vaughn

  1. Ellen Stucker says:

    I can’t wait to see how Celeste’s hero will cope with with her disclosure of Fae blood! Know Jodi to be imaginative and s mart, so I will be anxious to read this! Ellen Stucker

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