Today I am very excited to bring you an excerpt from Nicole Simone's The Accidental Kiss. I absolutely love excerpts, because they always convince me if a book is for me or not. Hopefully this excerpt will make you want to go out and get the book as much as it made me want to. So, without further ado, Enjoy!
They were like fire and ice.
But he was everything she didn't know she needed.
Marked by tragedy, Sky Noel leaves Los Angeles with her mom to start anew in Castor, a small town in Louisiana. It was supposed to be Sky’s chance to have a normal life but she soon finds out normal isn't written in her DNA.
When a mysterious boy named Daemon shakes up Sky’s fragile hold on reality, she is thrust into a world where zombies and voodoo not only exist in the pages of a novel. They are hidden in the darkest corners where danger lurks and death awaits. With a price on her head, Sky has to put her trust in the boy with the ocean blue eyes but is Daemon everything she was warned against and more?
Tricked into selling his soul, Daemon lives out his existence at the mercy of the voodoo priest. That is until one fateful night when his path is forever changed.
Desperate to atone for his sins, Daemon brings it upon himself to protect Sky at any cost. However, a secret hidden in his past could rip away the very person who makes him feel human again.
Sighing, I grabbed my History textbook and headed to class. Out of nowhere, a hand gripped my upper arm and yanked me inside a utility closet. One minute I was walking, the next I was jammed into a room the size of my left pinky toe. A flickering light turned on overhead. Squinting against the harsh assault, I nearly groaned when I saw who was in charge of my ambush.
“What the hell, Daemon? You can’t just kidnap me,” I yelled.
He slapped his palm over my mouth, stifling my words. “Lower your voice. Do you want the whole school to know we are in here?”
Offended, my body bristled. It seemed like I was right and Emily was wrong. Daemon didn’t yearn for me; he was embarrassed to be seen with me.
My fingers tried to pry his hand off my face but Daemon was freakishly strong. His arm snaked around my waist and pulled me against his chest. A bone chilling cold radiated from underneath his thin t-shirt.
“I just want to talk, Sky.” The way he purred my name sent a secret thrill down my spine. “But in order to do that, you need to stop fighting.”
It seemed like lately all I did was fight. I had fought the reality of Melissa’s death, moving to a new town, and now my attraction to Daemon. My body relented.
“That’s a good girl,” Daemon praised as he removed his hand.
“I am not a fucking kitten,” I grumbled.
With nowhere to run, I walked over to a shelf lined with paint cans and sat down on an over turned crate. Daemon leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. A Mexican standoff ensued until I couldn’t stand the silence any longer.
I threw my hands in the air in surrender. “Fine, you are the one who trapped me in this closet and are also the one who wanted to talk. But if you don’t want to begin, I will. You are a zombie, supposedly I can see the future…blah, blah.”
Daemon’s expression remained natural. “That’s not what I wanted to talk about.”
Surprised, I nearly tumbled off the crate. Shit, did I just reveal my gift to Daemon? What if my mom lied and he wasn’t a zombie? Daemon would peg me as a level three psycho. Panic sent my heartbeat to skyrocket and a blazing heat crawled up my cheeks. See, this was exactly why he should have spoken first. My inability to handle silence always got me into trouble.
About Nicole Simone:
Nicole Simone works in digital media by day and at night, pen’s character driven romance novels that will make your mama blush. She lives in Los Angeles, C.A with her fat bulldog named Humphrey.