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Take A Chance
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@ Champagne Books
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Heat Level: Sensual-Hot (18+)
Length: 77,600 (full length novel)
ISBN: 978-1-926681-49-8
MSRP: $6.00 (e-book) $14.95 (print)
Samantha's searching for a hero, but finds a wizard in need of rescuing instead.
Shy librarian Samantha longs to find her one true love, but in today’s modern world, finding a dashing hero seems to be an impossible to task. So Chance decides to step in and what follows is pure adventure as Samantha finds herself magically teleported to a tropical island where she meets a hunky wizard in need of rescuing.
Sinclair, is a wizard of the high council, cursed to live alone on a tropical island with little hope of rescue, that is til a luscious librarian is dropped onto his beach. Having been betrayed by love once, he’s leery of trusting again but as he and Samantha overcome the magical obstacles set in their way, they discover that true love awaits them if they only Take A Chance.
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Other books in the Realm series:
The Hunter, Chance's Game
*Each book can be read as a stand alone but if you wanted a true order: Take A Chance, followed by The Hunter and finally Chance's Game.
Excerpt: (G)
Oh, my dear god. Her jaw dropped before she remembered to snap her mouth closed.
Inwardly Samantha cursed her bedraggled state, knowing she must look like a fool, standing there staring in dumbstruck awe at the man, or should she say hunk, now frowning down at her.
Finally her subconscious had gotten something right, conjuring up her idea of male perfection who towered over her. Six feet at least with broad shoulders that stretched the white linen shirt he wore. Thick muscular arms were visible below his rolled up sleeves while snug black pants tucked into high black boots molded his muscular thighs. Yummy!
Looking up at his face, she had to hold back a sigh. Slightly rumpled thick black hair fell almost to his shoulders framing a perfect face. Clean-shaven with a square, rugged chin and a straight nose below dark, arched brows, his long lashes and dark mesmerizing blue eyes completed the package. Oh god, there should be a law against men this hot.
Samantha's self-consciousness grew as he continued to frown down at her. She pushed her glasses up higher on the bridge of her nose. Steeling herself, she held her head up high, staring back, trying desperately to pretend she wasn't meeting this male Adonis while dressed in a dripping, ragged robe never meant to be seen by anyone, with wet, straggling hair clinging to her head and shoulders.
"How did you get here?" he asked coldly, his gaze flicking up and down her body taking in her deplorable state.
"I-I don't know" she stammered taken aback at his harsh tone. "I was reading a book when I got dizzy and then suddenly found myself on that beach."
"Book? What book? Who are you working for? What do you want?" he rapped out, his voice getting louder and louder as he spat his questions at her. Grabbing her arms in a tight painful grip, he picked her up to bring her to eye level. My god, he must be strong to lift me as if I'm a featherweight.
"Wha-at? Hey, listen," she squeaked, scared out of her wits at his senseless anger. "I don't know what you mean. I got the book, actually it might have been a diary, in a shop I found by chance on my way home from work. Actually the shopkeeper just gave it to me and all I did was read it and poof! Anyway, I work for the local library. I'm the librarian there. You can check! We're on the net now," she babbled, talking quickly in an attempt to answer all his questions and placate him. Being put down onto her own feet would be nice too.
As he stood there listening to her, his expression went from harsh to thunderstruck. "A librarian!" he snorted and then instead of dropping her like she feared, he lowered her gently down. She felt momentarily grateful till she realized he was making fun of her profession. Well, she'd just set him straight.
"Hey," she said rubbing her arms, a sullen pout on her face. "I'll have you know that being a librarian is very, um," Samantha paused for a moment trying to think of a word to describe her job that didn't sound boring--she didn't think he'd fall for dangerous. "Educational." Even as she said it she knew it sounded lame.
He just looked at her incredulously, one black boot tapping the ground impatiently.
Okay, this is getting annoying. I mean come on, if this my dream then shouldn't he be sweeping me off my feet instead of attacking me verbally? Just my luck, my dream prince is an obnoxious ass.
Snorting again and with a shake of his head, he grumbled something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like stupid ditzy woman. Then turning, he started walking away, heading toward a well-worn path leading into the jungle beyond the village. With his broad back receding quickly, Samantha shot a quick sidelong glance at the quiet Martians who had been watching their exchange. She made a snap decision and went stumbling after him.
"Hey, wait a second! Where are you going? How did I get here? How do I get back?" she cried. The narrow dirt track she followed him on made her bare feet sting as she tripped along behind him. She had almost caught up to him when he turned around suddenly and stopped her with a look.
"Please, I don't know if I'm dreaming or if this is real. I've never had a dream as vivid as this. And even scarier, if this is real, then I have no idea where I am." Her voice choked on the knot of tears in her throat. Ducking her head at her daring, she awaited his outburst.
"Oh by the Higher Powers," he said then sighed. "I'm real, you're real, this place is real. I guess you'll have to come along with me for now until I figure out how you got here and why you were sent. But," he said his voice turning terse again. "I warn you that you'd better not be lying to me about who you are or why you are here. I don't like traitors."
She bobbed her head eagerly in agreement."I swear I'm not lying to you," she said looking up at him. Then for good measure she held up her hand over her heart. "Scout's honor."
Looking at her oddly as if he didn't understand what she meant by that, he motioned for her to follow and Samantha tried to keep up, but with his long-legged pace and her bare feet, not to mention shivering on a rocky uphill path, it wasn't long before disaster struck. Stepping on a particularly sharp stone, she yelped and pulled her foot away which then set her teetering, and being naturally clumsy, of course she fell face first into the dirt. Could this day get any better?
Squinting through her hair, she saw his black booted feet turn around. Anxious not to embarrass herself any further, she tried to get into a sitting position but somehow, she got tangled in her robe and landed back on her chin. Ouch! Smelly, wet strands of hair plastered against her face, making it impossible to see and to her horror, she felt tears spill.
With a loud sigh, he grabbed her with his big hands and pulled her upright, then he swooped her up into his arms and started walking up the path effortlessly.
Finally! Samantha thought once she'd managed to move all her hair out of her face and blink back the tears, a perk to this stupid dream. This is much more like it. She snuggled against him. God, he felt nice, and he smelled delicious andY He wasn't real. It was her turn to sigh. Hearing it, he looked down at her briefly, but she ducked her head to avoid his scrutiny.
When they'd gone some ways up the path, feeling a little guilty, she pushed up her glasses and said, "Thank you. I'm feeling fine now, really. You can put me down if you want."
"You're welcome and no, I think it would be safer for all involved if you stayed where you are," he replied sarcastically.
Samantha gave an internal hurray. She hadn't really wanted him to put her down but it seemed like the polite thing to say. And he was right, it was probably safer this way.
"Um, I hate to be a bug, but can you tell me where we
are and who you are? My name is Samantha by the way,
Samantha Jones," she said, her curious nature starting to
loosen her tongue.
"I am Sinclair Griffonaire, and I am or was a white
wizard for the High Council and this island we are on is my
cursed prison."
"A wizard?" She giggled, really, this was too much.
"Oh boy, have I been reading way too much fiction lately.
Wow, I never knew I had a secret yen for wizards though. It
has to be that whack on my head from when I fell reading
that book."
Sinclair looked down at her frowning. "What are you
babbling about? I’m starting to seriously think about
dumping you back on the beach, woman."
"No you won’t," she stated confidently. "I know this
might be a shock to you, but you’re a figment of my
imagination and as such, ultimately you’ll do whatever my
subconscious wants you to do, even if you think you’re doing
it, it’ll be me actually controlling it," she trailed off as his
eyes got bigger and bigger.
A rumble from his chest made her realize he was
laughing at her. "Oh, this is good. I can assure you that I am
certainly not a figment of anyone’s imagination. And when I
do something, it will because I choose to," he emphasized.
"As for my being a wizard, I don’t see the humor. I studied
for many years and had to go through some rigorous training
before I ascended to my rank."
"Training to do what? Wiggle your fingers and shout
abracadabra?" Samantha giggled again, then bit her lip
trying to stifle another as she imagined this gorgeous man in
black robes covered in moons and stars, waving his arms,
chanting and prancing about trying to do magic. The mental
image it invoked was too hilarious though. She lost the battle
and snorted in his arms.
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A romantic, fairy tale adventure replete with an evil soreceress awaits if you're ready to Take A Chance. This full length novel is now available for purchase.
Editor: Judy Gill - www.editsbyjudy.blogspot.com
Cover Artist: Amanda Kelsey - www.razzdazzdesign.com/
Male Cover Model: Jimmy Thomas - www.jimmythomas.com
Female Cover Model: Lisa Michelle Dixon
ISBN: 978-1-926681-49-8
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Five Star Review For Take A Chance
"Eve does a great job of making her characters believable and she always makes her books nice and steamy.
I felt like I had a lot in common with Samantha and really fell in love with her character."
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Danielle of Romance Book Junkies
For the full review click here.
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Three and a Half Star Review For Take A Chance
"Eve Langlais, with exquisite descriptions, builds a fascinating world for Sinclair and Samantha to enjoy, then subtly builds in an ominous, life-threatening presence that thwarts every love scene.
...Take a Chance is an enchanting escape from the mundane. Good entertainment! "
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Camellia of Long and Short Reviews
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