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Red Snowflakes By Kristal Dawn Harris ➜ #OnSale #Giveaway




Red Snowflakes 
By Kristal Dawn Harris 
Genre: Paranormal Romance 

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Publication Date: November 6, 2019


Does a vampire deserve a Christmas miracle? 

Forensic photographer, Dena Williams, has spent her life trained to see what others cannot. Vampire, Dimitri Kovac, has waited every Christmas for a miracle that does not come. In the Oregon wilderness, during a snowstorm, these two destined souls collide. Dena's only hope of survival rests in a vampire with the heart of a poet. Dimitri only has five days to win a skeptical woman's heart. As the Christmas tree lights burn brightly and the snow continues to fall, will Dena succumb to a vampire's charms? With so little time, can Dimitri win her love? 


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Dimitri smiled a sly smile that set Dena’s insides fluttering and caused the hairs to stand up on her arms. Again, she had the impression this man was not what he seemed. “Be careful what you ask, Dena. I’d prefer to give you the entire truth up front, but I’m afraid you can’t handle it.”
She’d seen more in her lifetime than anyone should. Murders, suicides, and terrible deaths sat at the top of that list, along with abused children and the loss of her parents. Dena stopped pacing, and her spine stiffened. Her eyes narrowed in annoyance as she turned on Dimitri in righteous indignation. “I assure you I can handle anything.” The words barely left her mouth when Dimitri blurred off the couch to stand before her like a statue. Dena jumped back surprised. Movement like that was not normal. No human could move that fast. Dimitri took a step toward her with an almost seductive smile on his face. Dena lifted her chin, refusing to show fear. This man hadn’t hurt her one time. In fact, he saved her life. He was trying to tell her something without saying the words, and she loved a good mystery more than anything. 
Dena stood her ground, waiting until he stopped directly in front of her—toe to toe. Her gaze lifted from his broad chest to his face. His breath caressed her skin in whispery touches. This close she could see the small lines around his eyes and the long length of his eyelashes. She’d photographed numerous crime scenes and witnessed the arrest of several criminals, so she knew the eyes of a killer. This man did not have those eyes. Predator, yes. Murderer, no. The sea-blue depths emanated tranquility, but there was something else there as well.
Trained to see things others didn’t, Dena tilted her head while studying him, trying to see what evaded her eyes. Engrossed in his features, almost drawn to him on a level her mind didn’t understand, her body leaned forward. He didn’t move away, but his pupils tracked every move she made. Dena focused on his eyes, letting her own senses expand. Something was different in those sea-blue depths. They say the eyes are the mirror to the soul, but his seemed more like a mask. Her body jerked when the black of his pupils bled into the blue of the iris and white of his eyes until his sockets completely blacked out, then shifted back to their normal sea-blue color. Curiosity led her. One foot slid between his as she moved even closer until their bodies brushed. For some odd reason, she wasn’t afraid. “What are you?”
 

EXCERPT #2

Dena took a deep breath turning the knob then pushed the door open. Pitch-black darkness greeted her. Dimitri’s monstrous, canopy bed sat in the middle of the room. Black curtains enclosed the bed in a cocoon. Dena cautiously stepped inside and shut the door behind her then waited few moments giving her eyes time to adjust while kicking her boots off. Her feet shuffled across the floor. She hesitated before the drawn curtains unsure of what to do when the curtains jerked open and Dimitri grabbed her. Dena squeaked when he tossed her on his mattress. She couldn’t see a thing but felt his breath on her face. “Did you think I hung from my toes like a bat?”
There was that sense of humor she loved so much bringing a feminine chuckle in the darkness. With one hand, she reached for him. He was close. Her fingers traced the outline of his face, his eyebrows and his lips. “I thought you slept in a red, velvet-lined coffin with organ music blaring surrounded by candelabras with black candles.”
A big grin spread across Dimitri’s handsome face under her fingertips. “I’m a claustrophobic vampire who prefers rock and roll.”
 
Excerpt #3

She was flirting with danger and she knew it but couldn’t stop herself. “You know, when I drove into the mountains, I passed a church with the most beautiful windows. I planned on photographing them on my way home. After seeing the snowflakes, I’m thinking only one man could do such beautiful work. You didn’t happen to create those windows?” Dena clucked her tongue while tapping her finger on her lips. “And here I thought vampires couldn’t enter a church because they would burst into flames or something dramatic like that.”
Hoping for more of Dimitri’s sense of humor, Dena practically bounced back and forth behind him. She held her breath when he paused. A flirtatious, sly smile tickled her mouth waiting for his response. He started to turn around. His cheek lifted slightly. The corner of his lip twitched. Faster than she thought possible, she found herself plastered against the wall with Dimitri gazing down on her. He held her hands above her head. His body pressed into her own. His breath slid across her face. “You watch too many movies, Dena. I did create those windows. The pastor is a friend. As for bursting into flames, only the sun can do that, but if you give me the chance, I can make you burst into flames.”

 

Kristal Dawn Harris is an award-winning, American romance author. She has been married for 27 years and has two children. Kristal finished her Associate degree from Miami University in Accounting Technology. She is an avid reader and, in particular, loves paranormal romance. Her hobbies include coin collecting, physical fitness, spending time with family and song writing.

Kristal primarily writes for her publisher, The Wild Rose Press, although it should be noted she self-released Hand-Carved Wolf and Thief of Hearts. She writes paranormal, erotic as well as contemporary romance. Kristal has several releases coming in 2020! 





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