Bewitched (Bewitched #1) Cover Reveal and Teaser
So, since The Four Horsemen series ended, I've been hard at work on my next project, a three book series (plus two novellas) that takes place back in the same world as my Bargainer series and my Unearthly series. (An entirely new set of characters, but they exist in the same shared universe.)
Bewitched is the first book in this new series, and I'm so excited to share the cover of it with you all! I've been sitting on this one for over a year, and when I tell you it's been hard not to share this one early ... I really mean it!
Included below is the cover, the book's description and an (unedited!) teaser taken from the book. I'm tentatively planning on releasing this book around November/December 2022. (But I'm leaning more towards November!) It will be up for pre-order closer to its release date, but until then, you can add the book to your "To Read" list on Goodreads by clicking here. I will also be sending out emails with updates on this book and series, so if you want to stay up to date on it, please consider joining my mailing list (link to it on the top right); I only send out emails for pre-orders, cover reveals, and releases, so I promise there's no spamming involved!
Now, are you all ready for a cover reveal?
Here it is in 3 ... 2 ... 1...
The cover is designed by the incredible K.D. Ritchie of Story Wrappers. I think I might've gasped when she sent this to me.
Now, read on for the book's description and a teaser!
Come to me, Empress …
It was supposed to be a simple magic quest, one that would get a witch like me accepted into Henbane Coven. I was never supposed to survive a plane crash, nor was I supposed to discover an ancient tomb and the beautiful, sleeping man trapped inside it.
I knew you would come, my queen. I knew it wasn’t true. It couldn’t be. A love like ours defies everything. I am yours forever …
I definitely wasn’t supposed to wake Memnon the Cursed.
I probably shouldn’t have kissed him either.
You were my everything, and you betrayed me …
Now I fear I’ve unleashed an ancient evil on the world, one who has set his wicked sights on me. And despite his good looks and the beguiling pull of his magic, this terrifying supernatural thinks I’m some long-dead wife who betrayed him, and as payback, he’s determined to take every last thing I care about from me—my heart included.
Unless I stop him first.
Bewitched is the first book in the NA Paranormal Romance trilogy by Laura Thalassa.
Teaser 1 from Bewitched
Resting inside the sarcophagus is a man—a stunning, flawless man. His eyes are closed and his chest is still, and yet his olive skin has a ruddy, sun-kissed appearance as though he were out in the sun merely hours ago instead of Goddess knows when.
At the sight of him, I feel my magic gather over my heart. The sensation is sharp, and it takes my breath away even as my cheeks flush and my heart races.
The voices begin to murmur again.
Release him …
My pulse is picking up and my breath is coming faster and faster. I’d like to say it’s fear I feel, but the truth is that whatever force drove me here now craves to touch this man. Memnon the Cursed.
Wake him …
I stare at his thick, dark lashes and his high cheekbones. My gaze moves to his nose, which is ever so subtly hooked. His coarse brown hair curls around his ears, and his lips … I can already tell those full, curving lips were made for wetting panties and ruining girls’ hearts.
A wicked scar cuts from the corner of his left eye towards his ear before sharply plunging down towards the edge of his jaw. It screams violence—as does the dagger near his hip and the tarnished scale armor he wears.
Memnon seems like he was a badass.
My gaze returns to his face. I’m filled with the strangest sort of longing, like my heart is shattering and reforming, and I feel the most unnerving tug on my chest.
Touch him … free him … Rouse him from his deathless sleep …
After a moment’s hesitation, I tentatively reach out and press my fingertip to the edge of that scar, near his eye.
I nearly pull my hand back when the skin gives beneath my fingers. It has the icy chill of death clinging to it, but it’s—it’s supple the way living skin is.
Help him … only you … only you …
Slowly I trace the scar, following the line of it to his ear, then down, down to the edge of his jaw. My hand brushes against his hair, and there is an ache in me so deep. So, so deep.
Free me … little witch … please …
The whispers have coalesced back into that single male voice, the same one that called me here.
How long I have waited … for you … only you …
I place my hand against the man’s cheek, ignoring the growing warmth I feel beneath my palm and that little voice inside me screaming at me to run from this place.
Instead, I draw in a sharp inhale, then breathe out a single command. “Obut’iweyk.”
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