Once Book One, by M.S. Kaye
Her first and also her
once.
Jonathan and Rebecca’s paths cross at exactly the right moment, when
each most needs to hear what the other has to say.
But Jonathan is three days from entering the priesthood, and Rebecca
leaves him to his peace. But he is unable to find peace.
Without each other’s comfort and strength, they must each struggle
to forge a new path, with only memories of the one day that changed everything.
But are they able
to forget and let go?
Will be released July 2, 2016 from Inkspell
Publishing.
Author Bio
M.S. Kaye has several published
books under her black belt. A transplant from Ohio, she resides with her
husband Corey in Jacksonville, Florida, where she tries not to melt in the sun.
Find suspense and the unusual at www.BooksByMSK.com.
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Once & Again, book two
Will be released September 4, 2016 from Inkspell Publishing.
She was once his secret
desire…will she be again?
Father Aiden, an ex-marine and new priest, falls in love with
Maylynn, but he struggles to stay away from her. He’s successful for many
years, though he can’t keep her out of his dreams.
Then one day she shows up for a pre-marital counselling session with
her fiancé, Davis. Aiden soon realizes Davis isn’t who he says he is, but what
does that mean for Maylynn, and for himself?
Once & Forever, book three
Will be released December 2016 from Inkspell
Publishing.
Eden,
a nun, is constantly struggling against her dark past of living on the streets,
and her attraction to Trace, an ex-convict farm worker. After a twelve-year
separation, Eden is finally reunited with her brother, Thomas, but why hadn’t
she reached out to him in all those years? As Eden and Trace grow closer,
confessing their pasts to each other, will they be able to resist getting too
close?
Excerpt from Once
“What’s the answer?”
He paused. “A switchblade.”
With my fingertips, I reached out and traced the scar
across his cheek. “Did you win?”
He removed my hand and closed his eyes. “Yes.”
I slid his Book back to him. “This says we can find
forgiveness.”
His eyes still closed, his jaw clenched. He bowed his
head. “It also says ‘Thou shalt not kill.’”
I took his hand in both of mine, petted his rough
skin, and then brought it to my lips. He had a talent for guiding invisibly,
but I didn’t know how to do that.
He watched me again. His eyes were intense, like the
black of the night sky, and his forehead was furrowed, as if his emotions were
scattered, as if he was shocked at my reaction, as if he had been sure his
answer would drive me away. But I knew him. Already, I knew him.
“You’re still a good person,” I said.
His jaw clenched. “I’ve been trying to believe that.”
“I have faith in you.”
He continued to watch me. His forehead never smoothed,
as if he was fighting for strength, but his eyes softened. He slid around the
booth, closer to me.
I didn’t move, not sure what to do, what was right,
what he wanted.
He leaned closer.
I only watched him.
He touched his lips to my cheek, the faintest pressure.
I struggled to sit still, to keep my hands in my lap, not to grab hold of him.
And then his lips were gone, such brief contact that I couldn’t be sure if he
had actually kissed my cheek or if I wanted his contact so much that I’d
imagined it.
He spoke in my ear. “You must be some kind of final
test.”
My heart pounded into my ribs, against the point of
the blade. “Are you going to pass?”
His lips brushed against my jaw. “I don’t know.”
He trailed to my neck, his mouth softly pressing. My
hand curled into his hair, the other on his shoulder, holding, clutching. His
mouth found mine, barely touching. His warmth invaded my head.
“God give me strength,” he murmured.
The door slid open, and the compartment filled with
laughter.
He closed his eyes. Then he slid away from me.
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