Take Home Tuesday

UPDATE: The winner of BURNING ALIVE is CatsMeow! Congrats! Please send your physical addy to contests(AT)knightagency.net. Hope to see everyone at Shannon's chat tonight! 9pm ET! She's giving away autographed copies of BURNING ALIVE and FINDING THE LOST and a special set of earrings she made herself!

Leave your name in the comment section to win a copy of BURNING ALIVE by Shannon K. Butcher. This contest will be open for entries until Thursday, November 18th @ 8am ET. The winner will be announced Thursday morning.

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The 411: They are the Sentinels. Three races descended from ancient guardians of mankind, each possessing unique abilities in their battle to protect humanity against their eternal foes--the Synestryn. Now, one warrior must fight his own desire if he is to discover the power that lies within his one true love...
For too long, Helen Day has been haunted by visions of her own death, surrounded by flames as a dark-haired man watches her burn. So when she sees the man of her nightmares staring at her across a diner, she attempts to flee--and ends up in the man's arms. There, she awakens a force more powerful and enticing than she could ever imagine.

The instant the Theronai warrior Drake touches Helen, the anguish he has borne for years fades away. He is determined to know why this beautiful, fearful woman has such power over him. The answer lies in his very blood--and in Helen's as well. For together, they may become more than lovers--they may become a weapon of light that could tip the balance of the war--and save Drake's people...

'Til death...Helen shivered and heard a small moan lift from her mouth. Every cell in her body stood at attention from that one little touch. Her skin grew warm and her abdomen tightened against a jolt of heat. She wanted something she couldn't name. Needed it. It wasn't just desire. It went deeper than that. Bone deep. Soul deep. He had something that belonged to her and she wanted it. Even if it killed her.

His lips slid over her cheek, barely touching. Maybe not even touching, just stirring the fine hairs along her skin. Whatever he was doing, it was wonderful, fear or not. She felt like she was being filled up with energy. She felt more alive than she ever had before.

All from a barely-there touch from the man who would watch her die...