RSP SUMMER BLOGFEST: Excerpt Friday!

Shattered Souls by Daniele Lanzarotta is now available on paperback (signed copies) at RSPLaunchPad.  Also available on ebooks.

Here is an excerpt from Shattered Souls, the final Imprinted Souls novel.  Happy Reading! 

I sat next to him.  I didn’t care about the rain, and he obviously didn’t either.  He had been looking down at the ground until I sat next to him. 

He looked up just enough to meet my gaze.  I could see that the alcohol was no longer impacting him much.

“You can leave me if you want to, Lexi.  I’ll let you go and it will be as if you don’t even have a maker.”

I gave him a sad smile.  “Whatever happened to fighting for me?”

He leaned back.  “I just want you to be happy, Lexi.  The way you felt earlier… I don’t even think I felt that way when Adrianne did what she did to me.”

I looked away.  “Things will get better.  They did before.”

“I know, Love… but…” he shook his head.  “Is that enough?”

“You don’t sound like yourself, Nick.  I don’t like this.”

“Yeah, go figure.  I need to get drunk to be serious.”

I gave a sad laugh.

“I’m not going anywhere, Nick.  I made a choice decades ago and I’m making that choice again.  This is where I’m staying.  With you.”  I hesitated.  “Unless this is all part of your plan to get rid of me so you can go back to having as many girls as you want,” I joked.

He rolled his eyes. 

“No.  I can’t believe I would ever be the one saying this, but there is only you.”

I smiled and we stood up to finally go back in the house.  For a moment I was glad we were out in the rain.  The rain was getting rid of that scent he picked up at the club.

Before he opened the door, I stopped him.

He turned around to look at me and held my gaze.

“You would really let me go?” I asked, wondering if it would be that easy for him to just get rid of me.

He turned around and gave me his usual cocky smile.  “Why would you want to go anywhere when you have me?  Come on, Love,” he winked.

That made me grin from ear to ear.  That was the Nicholas I knew and loved.

The rain was getting worse by the second.  “We should probably go in.”

Before unlocking the door, he turned his head back again so that he could look at me.  His hair was dripping wet and had this messy look that I loved on him.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

He didn’t say anything.  Leaving the keys hanging on the door, he turned completely around and pulled me toward him and his arms instantly went around my waist, lifting me off the ground, and his lips were on mine.

© 2012 Daniele Lanzarotta