The Final Omen (Second Sight #4) by Heather Topham Wood
Publication Date: November 9th 2013
Genre: New Adult Paranormal Romance
~Summary~
Psychic Kate Edwards had seen her death in a premonition. She was given the opportunity to stop her murder from happening and finally reconnect with her love Detective Jared Corbett. However, fate had different ideas…
Kate finds herself trapped between life and death. Her only companion is Rose Corbett, Jared’s long dead mother. Rose offers answers to many of Kate’s long-awaited questions and alludes to what the future could hold. However, before Kate can finally be happy, she must complete a seemingly impossible task: save Jared from his own tragic fate.
The Final Omen concludes the thrilling Second Sight series.
Kate finds herself trapped between life and death. Her only companion is Rose Corbett, Jared’s long dead mother. Rose offers answers to many of Kate’s long-awaited questions and alludes to what the future could hold. However, before Kate can finally be happy, she must complete a seemingly impossible task: save Jared from his own tragic fate.
The Final Omen concludes the thrilling Second Sight series.
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~Excerpt~
He tilted his head as they
entered the sunroom. “Is that Nelly’s Hot
in Here you have playing?”
“Yes; and let me tell you it was
slim pickings trying to find decent music from the year you graduated. After
some investigation on my part, I did find out your school’s prom song,” she
bragged.
He followed her to the iPod while
she shuffled through the songs. Eve 6’s Here’s
to the Night blared through the sound system. She’d cleared away the patio
set they had in the sunroom to create a makeshift dance floor. His hands
instinctively wrapped tightly around her waist and they began to sway to the
music.
“I wish my class had picked a
more upbeat song. The lyrics ‘In a day and a day love, I’m gonna be gone for
good again’ doesn’t exactly work for our fun night.”
“We should’ve picked my prom
song. It was Love Story,” She added
after he twirled her. “You can’t go wrong with Taylor Swift.”
He dipped her low and kept her
suspended. Her left leg reached out in front of her body as he supported her
weight by pressing his hands against her lower back. He shifted forward to rain
a trail of kisses starting at her chin to the top of her neckline. “I can’t
believe you went to all of this trouble for me. It’s amazing.” He moved his
lips to her ear. “You are amazing.”
She snaked her hands around his
neck and lifted out of the dip. She crushed her mouth against his and he responded
hungrily. His hands caressed down her back before resting against her backside.
He palmed her behind and pulled her nearer while never breaking their kiss.
As she broke away, breathless,
she laughed nervously. “You can’t grope me yet, you haven’t even tried the
punch.”
“Maybe we could have the punch
later.” Between the gleam in his eyes and the seductive tone of his voice, he
was apparently putting the moves on her. Judging by her weakened knees, it was
working.
Opening her mouth to protest, she
instead was silenced by his kiss. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and
collided with her own. His hand moved to the front of her dress and he caressed
her breasts. As he flicked the fabric across her nipples, she moaned into his
mouth. She felt dizzy over his actions and unsure of whether to pay attention
to what he was doing with his mouth or with his hands.
She pressed into him and he fell
back onto the patio sofa. Refusing to halt the passionate embrace, she instead
straddled him across his lap. As she moved close to nibble his earlobe, her
knees dug into the sofa cushions. His hand became tangled in her hair,
prompting her to remove the clip and toss it to the floor. His tongue snaked up
her neck until he began to nibble on her ear. He growled, “God, I’ve wanted you
for so long.”
Kate realized she should stop
him. He was heading into territory she wasn’t ready to visit. But her throat
seized up when she tried to tell him to hit the brakes. Her body wanted him and
the things he was doing to her made it impossible to imagine ending the moment.
His hands moved to her thighs and
he stroked the bare skin below her dress’s hem. She rocked forward and his
fingers inched below the skirt. Her skin tingled where he touched, and she felt
his mark long after his hands moved to another part of her. As she leaned
forward to kiss him, she felt him growing excited beneath her.
Her body screamed for him,
desiring nothing more than to revel in the feeling of him inside of her. Yet as
his hand reached for her back zipper, she leaped off of him. She stumbled backwards in her haste, just
barely regaining her balance as her face grew hot with embarrassment.
“Kate?” he questioned softly.
~Sequel To~
First Visions (Second Sight #1) - .99 cents on Amazon
~About The Author~
Heather Topham Wood’s obsession with novels began in childhood while growing up in a shore town in New Jersey. Writing since her teens, she recently returned to penning novels after a successful career as a freelance writer. In 2012, she published the first two novels in her Second Sight series: First Visions and New Revelations.
Heather graduated from the College of New Jersey in 2005 and holds a bachelor's degree in English. Her freelance work has appeared in publications such as USA Today, Livestrong.com, Outlook by the Bay and Step in Style magazine. She resides in Trenton, New Jersey with her husband and two sons. Besides writing, Heather is a pop culture fanatic and has an obsession with supernatural novels and TV shows.
Heather graduated from the College of New Jersey in 2005 and holds a bachelor's degree in English. Her freelance work has appeared in publications such as USA Today, Livestrong.com, Outlook by the Bay and Step in Style magazine. She resides in Trenton, New Jersey with her husband and two sons. Besides writing, Heather is a pop culture fanatic and has an obsession with supernatural novels and TV shows.
~Guest Post~
How
to Avoid Epic Book Fails
The
Final Omen: Second Sight Book Four
was the one for me—the book that would have me banging my head against the
walls and questioning why I ever decided to print my stories for the world to
see. Every possible book related catastrophe has plagued me since I began
writing the novel and I hope to share some of my insight to prevent the same
fate from befalling other writers.
I’ve got a MacBook now, it’s all
good…
After my Windows computer went
wonky on me and contracted some sort of zombie virus, I decided to save up my
pennies and upgrade to a MacBook. The Apple brand gave me a fall sense of
security, as if nothing ever bad could happen to my livelihood if I used a
MacBook. So very freaking wrong! One hard drive crash later, I was left
scrambling to try and find a data recovery firm who could get my precious novel
off of the MacBook. When it didn’t work, I was forced to work off of a partial
copy I had emailed myself a month earlier. This disaster led me to discover the
wonders of Dropbox: an online document storage system that every writer should
have installed on their computer.
My editor is the shizzel, I can’t
wait to hear her thoughts on my final book…
A month past my expected
publication date, I had finally managed to recreate The Final Omen as best to my ability as I could. I was all set to
send my manuscript to my editor when all of a sudden her email address isn’t
working. I go to her Elance page and it’s gone. No!!!! Since we only
communicated via email, I had no way to track her down. This meant I had to
start over with a completely new editor who hadn’t read or worked on the three
previous books in the series. My point is that don’t assume anything. In
hindsight, I should’ve worked out the editing details way in advance.
I can do it all on my own! I
don’t need any help!
I bit off way more than I could
chew with The Final Omen. I lost a
month’s worth of work and tried to cut corners to get the book out on time. It
was a bad call on my part and I finally had to take a step back and ask for help.
Since my original cover art was lost on my computer, I tried to redo the cover
using a small file I saved online. It was frustrating and time-consuming and I
finally scraped it altogether and hired a cover artist. The end result? A cover
that I love! I’m not a graphic artist or a formatter and I learned that
although doing these things myself could save a few bucks, it’s not worth the
headache.
When you’re a writer, it’s a
constant learning experience. As crazed as I may have been because of these issues,
I’m sort of glad they happened. It’ll make the process of publishing my next
novel much easier.
~Giveaway~
Thanks for stopping by!
Beautiful covers, Heather! Wishing you continued success with your books.
ReplyDeleteThese books look great and the covers are awesome. Thanks for the giveaway!
ReplyDeleteI haven't read any of these, but I like books that deal with psychics, etc.
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