Sugarbeat’s Books is happy to welcome Genie Gabriel back to the blog!
Genie Gabriel is touring her current book, Chasing the Legacy, around the blog with the help of Goddessfish Promotions. Genie will be giving away a $25.00 Amazon GC to a random commenter during the tour and a $10.00 Powell’s Bookstore GC to a commenter at each stop. For more blogs to comment on click HERE. I hope you enjoy the information that Genie has to share with us today.
A jaded reporter with a penchant for flashy shoes stumbles onto an explosive story when a beast-man blows up her hometown. She hides her own secrets as she digs for a truth hidden deep in the past of this small mining town. When she turns to a soft-spoken bomb tech for help, they uncover evidence that could shatter lives and defuse their budding love.
CHASING THE LEGACY
“Mind if I join you?”
Layla turned at the sound of Grady’s voice. “Your house.”
“I haven’t lived here in awhile but, yeah, still home.” He eased onto the settee beside Layla with a sigh, a different kind of smoky smell lingering on his clothes–that of explosions and destructive fires.
“You were a hero tonight.”
“Just doing my job, like a lot of others who are still in town.”
“The initial theory is a guy who sold a baby to a wealthy couple didn’t like his money-making scheme cut off. So he planted dynamite in the buildings in Halo for revenge.”
Layla shivered. “Pretty over-the-top for one baby.”
“I’m sure there’s more to it.” Grady covered a yawn.
Silence settled between them, and soon Layla heard Grady’s gentle, even breathing. He had fallen asleep. With tousled hair and smudges of soot on his face from the fires, he seemed more like a little boy than a man who sought out explosives for a living.
Soon Tallie appeared with a quilt over her arm. She tucked it around Grady and kissed his cheek. Always the mom and, again, Layla felt a pang of envy.
“May I bring you a blanket?”
Layla shook her head. “I’m going inside in a few minutes.”
But she didn’t. When the sun peeked over the eastern horizon, she had cuddled up against Grady and burrowed under his blanket.
His arm stretched along the back of the settee over her shoulders and he smiled shyly at her. “I won’t tell your pop if you don’t tell my mom.”
Her belly did a funny little somersault as a grin formed on her face. “It’s a deal.”
He kneaded the muscles in his neck. “I need to get back to town.”
Then he stood and tucked the blanket around her, much as Tallie had done for him earlier. “Welcome home, Layla.”
For years I’ve been fascinated by the puzzle of why some people collapse under life’s traumas and others emerge triumphantly stronger. These triumphs of the human spirit over the ugliest of adversities became the basis for my stories. Yet my dramatic stories have always contained touches of humor, and sometimes I have great fun writing romantic comedy novellas. However, in all my stories, my passion for writing romance is an outlet for the powerful messages that people can overcome great difficulties, and true love can turn life’s heartaches into happily ever after.
My Web site: www.GenieGabriel.com
My LEGACY blog: http://oshealegacyseries.