P.T. Michelle, Release Blitz

*P.T. Michelle – In the Shadows #8 – Blood Rose Release Blitz*

Title: Blood Rose
Series: In the Shadows #8
Author: P.T. Michelle
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2018
A photographer with a dark past. A former SEAL without
a family. He’ll do whatever it takes to protect the woman he loves. Calder Blake lost everything: his mother, his father, his very identity. Until
Cass, he didn’t believe he deserved to be a Blake, where family and loyalty
always come first.But what if Cass can’t give Calder what he needs to move on from his broken

Or worse, what if someone’s determined that Cass will never get a chance to
become a Blake?

DEAR READERS: BLOOD ROSE is a stand alone
story, but if you haven’t read how Cass and Calder’s love story first started,
you can do so through GOLD SHIMMER and STEEL RUSH.
Not only do you get to take the journey with Cass and Calder, but you’ll also
get to visit with Sebastian and Talia, since they play key roles in Cass and
Calder’s story.



Mister Black (1) (Sebastian & Talia part 1) – Novella

Scarlett Red (2) (Sebastian & Talia part 2) – Novel

Blackest Red (3) (Sebastian & Talia part 2) – Novel

Gold Shimmer (4) (Cass & Calder part 1) – Novel

Steel Rush (5) (Cass & Calder part 2) – Novel

Black Platinum (6) (Sebastian & Talia) – Novel

Reddest Black (7) (Sebastian & Talia) – Novel

Blood Rose (8) (Cass & Calder) – Novel



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I bolt upright on the couch, Calder’s name still
on my lips. Thunder booms and lightning flashes, briefly illuminating the dark
room just as Calder rounds the coffee table. Crouching next to me, he brushes
my hair away from my face, his hand warm against my clammy skin. “Are you okay?
I just walked in and freaked when you called out my name. You sounded
“I must’ve fallen asleep.” I lean into his
comforting touch as I pick up my phone from the coffee table. “What time is
it?” I mumble so he thinks that’s why I’m checking the screen. It was a
dream. Celeste didn’t send any more texts. I exhale in relief.
Thunder vibrates the windows and Calder shakes
his head as he slides his hand into my hair. “I can’t believe you slept through
all this racket.” Pulling me forward, he kisses my forehead, then quickly looks
at me with a worried gaze. “You’re trembling.”
“It was just a nightmare.” Taking a steadying
breath, I offer a wry smile. “I was dreaming about Celeste.”
He instantly scowls. “Now I see why you called
it a nightmare. Wonder why she’s starring in your dreams after all this time?”
I sigh. Now that I’ve cut off all
communication, I might as well tell him about her text. “She tried to contact
me today.”
His expression hardens and his whole body
tenses. “You didn’t respond, did you?”
“Only to tell her not to contact me anymore.”
I don’t need a lecture. It’s over and done.
“Good,” he says, visibly relaxing. “The last
thing we need is Celeste returning from the dead. All hell would break loose.”
“I completely agree.” Wrapping my hand around
his wrist, I adopt a calm expression and search his gaze in the darkness.
“Are you okay?”
“I’ve just been spending too much time in my
own head.” He quickly scoops me up in his arms, his hold on me especially
“What are you doing?” My heart races as I grip
his broad shoulders. Keep holding me tight, Calder. Promise to never
let me go, no matter what.
“Apologizing,” Calder murmurs as he nuzzles my
neck while carrying me upstairs. The thunder rumbles in a low bass and the rain
rushes against the windows as we enter our darkened room.
I’m surprised that he doesn’t lower me to my
feet but instead sets me on the edge of our chaise lounge near the window.
Lightning flashes as he towers over me and tilts my chin up. The churning of
the storm just outside the window amplifies his heated gaze, spiking my
adrenaline. As he begins to tug off his tie, I keep my gaze locked with his and
wait for him to speak, but he doesn’t say a word. He loops his tie around the
scrollwork at the top of the lounge’s back, then shrugs out of his jacket.
I’m so mesmerized as he unbuttons his dress
shirt, that my gaze devours every inch of his gorgeous body as he peels the
shirt away. From his six-pack abs to his broad chest, I’ll never get tired of
burying my face against his warm, muscular frame. For now I don’t mind the
silence between us. He’s here. That’s all that matters. We’ll work through

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