Welcome one and all to the “Special Edition: Have You Writhed Today?”
blog.
To celebrate the release of Writhe, my 15th novel, you will
find below a spicy smorgasbord of sizzle. From the official blurb to a reveal
of the cover, you may find yourself tantalized to the writhing point… or so an
author with spirited delusions of grandeur can hope. *grins*
At the end, you will also find an excerpt from the novel. In fact, you
will find the entire published Prologue to Writhe.
I guarantee the Prologue will not be what you expect.
At the very, very end, you will find a list of, what I hope will be,
helpful links.
Please enjoy and spread the word!
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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| Now available!! |
Writhe by Chloe Stowe
(Book One of “The Lion and the Steed” Series)
Trauma surgeon. Widower… 28 year
old Samuel Lyon defined his life by these words alone. Five years had passed
since the car accident that had stolen his wife and only child. Five years in
which Sam simply survived but no longer lived.
Black market art. International
rings of thieves... Brevyn Steed’s world pulsed and thrummed with these.
Chasing down stolen masterpieces around the globe defined this 28 year old’s
very existence. He wanted for nothing more.
But when the case of a stolen
19th century painting sets these two opposing men’s lives on the same course,
Sam and Brevyn collide in a heart-stopping mystery in which their hearts slowly
weave together and blazingly writhe.
A romantic thriller from the
author who brought you Forever Bound, Taken and the “Hellesgate” Series, Writhe
is the story of an extraordinary love born of Fate and forged in passion.
Prologue to Writhe
On a
bright winter’s day in 1787, Caspar, a boy of just thirteen, stood at the edge
of a frozen lake and cried.
The
wails of his aunt and the frantic screams of his father, the young man ignored.
Caspar’s world had narrowed down to one finite point—
Johann.
Younger
by two years, Johann always trailed behind his older brother like a puppy.
Caspar didn’t mind. He enjoyed the little boy’s company; in fact, Caspar
pandered to it—
But
now, Johann was dead.
The
ice had broken.
The
boy had fallen in.
Stunned
for a fatal instant, the eleven-year-old child had drifted away below the ice.
No
one could reach him.
Now,
an hour later, the sun beat down on the little body, trying in vain to warm the
pale, pale skin.
Caspar
watched, tears burning down his cheeks, tightly fisted hands trembling at his
side.
“My
fault … my fault …” he muttered under his breath. A thousand times he hiccupped
those words that day, but no one heard him. So lost in their own agony, no one
paid Caspar any mind.
By
the time night fell, the young man had gone silent. When he spoke again, three
days later, Johann was not mentioned.
In
fact, Caspar never spoke of Johann and that terribly bright winter’s day again,
until fifty years later—
Caspar
stood in front of an artist’s easel and spoke of the tragedy not in words, but
in paint. The truth of those fateful minutes when young Johann fell beneath
ice, Caspar laid out across the canvas as his confession.
Furiously
he worked, finishing the piece in less than a single day.
Standing back, satisfied though terribly sick at
heart, Caspar David Friedrich, a painter now of international fame and regard,
raised his brush to sign his name—and collapsed from a stroke.
Friedrich would survive, but his once-heralded career
was over.
The
subject of Johann, in neither word nor paint, would ever be brought up by
Caspar again.
The
painting, Caspar’s lone confession, disappeared. When the artist returned home
from his long convalescence, the piece he had simply entitled “Johann” was
nowhere to be found. Only the rumor of the painting’s existence remained.
As
the decades passed, the rumor itself was even lost to all but a few.
In
carefully worded whispers, the gossip of a missing masterpiece was kept alive
by eager, often unscrupulous, collectors. These people, in their tight circles
of high art, made it perfectly clear they were willing to pay any price and go to any length to own the lost confession of Caspar David Friedrich—
A
painting known simply as “Johann.”
Links…
You can also find Writhe at these major markets…
All Romance Ebooks:
Amazon (it should be up sometime today):
Barnes & Noble (hopefully today):
