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About the author:
Kim Petersen is a USA Today Bestselling Author, author of The Ascended Angels Chronicles, and co-author of the Stone the Crows series. Her debut novel, Millie’s Angel received a gold award in the 2017 Dan Poynter’s Global eBook Awards.
“I love empty beaches, summer storms, the sound of the ocean, big shady trees, music, dancing while cleaning the house and pushing myself out of my comfort zone. I love dark humour, smart sarcasm and people that don’t take themselves (or me) too seriously. Luckily, Aussies are blessed with a “she’ll be right” attitude, otherwise, I might find myself in a spot of trouble more often than I’d like.”
“I LOVE open-minded people – and I don’t apologise for driving you crazy ;)”
What inspired you to write your book?
A strong imagination and an interest in angels and demons. I love exploring relationships, polarity, a little bit of twisted villain and love through story.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Regan’s eyes fell to her full-figured bottom as he strolled in behind them. Her fitted jeans hugged her skin, clinging with each movement of her swaying hips. Her tumble of long hair swept across her waist and appeared thick and lustrous, and almost as unruly as his. She hesitated. Her arm moved across her friend’s back, her vivid eyes scanning the large room. He deliberately slowed his pace while drinking in her image as he came up beside her. I could almost swear off blondes forever! he mused, mesmerized as her full lips parted and she turned to blink in his direction.
‘Where can we find the restrooms?’
He caught sight of a stunning blonde slinking toward the bar as he gestured. ‘You’ll find them round the back of the bar,’ he smiled.
She glanced over the crowd and sighted the bar. ‘Thanks.’
She began to lead her wounded friend away.
Regan frowned. He wasn’t used to women ignoring his smile, on the contrary, it was all it usually took to get them swooning.
‘Hey, would you like a drink?’ he called after them.
She conferred with the man next to her before glancing back at him.
‘Sure. We’ll have a coke – lots of ice, and a scotch on the rocks with a twist please.’ She flashed him a short grin.
Well, at least I got a little something.