IN THE SPOTLIGHT~The Karmic Connection By Libby Mercer
Title:
The
Karmic Connection
Author:
Libby
Mercer
Release
date: April 24, 2013
Genre:
Chick Lit/Romance hybrid
Age
Group: Adult (although it might appeal to some YA and NA
fans)
Event
organized by:
AToMR Tours
Book
Description:
What
is the universe up to?
Guilty
of nothing more than working too much - or so they say - Adam Stowe is dumped
at a "wellness center" in the middle of nowhere by a couple of
concerned colleagues. When he meets Lorraine, the beautiful and bewitching yoga
instructor, his spirits start to lift, but once he discovers what a flighty
fruitcake she is, they drop back down to subterranean levels.
For
Lorraine Jameson, Luna Wellness Center was a beacon of solace when her life was
falling apart, and she can't stand the way Adam's toxic energy is poisoning the
peace. He embodies everything negative about the life she discarded eighteen
months ago. Despite being fiercely attracted to the arrogant man, she's
determined not to let Adam Stowe anywhere near her heart.
Adam
and Lorraine couldn't be more unsuitable as a potential couple... so why is the
universe so dead set on uniting these two?
The Karmic Connection is a
different kind of love story with a cast of quirky characters and a mystical,
magical New Age-y flavor.
EXCERPT
She
walked over and knelt down beside him. “Adam?” she murmured. She touched his
shoulder and he lifted his head with a wince. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.
I’ll be all right.” He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, he gave
her a wry smile. “I just sat up too fast.”
She
nodded in understanding. “How many cups of coffee do you drink each day?”
“Usually
about seven. Or eight.” He lowered his head back to his knees. “I don’t suppose
you guys have any aspirin?”
“I’m
afraid not.” Lorraine bit down on her bottom lip. He looked so miserable. Her
hands burned to stroke his cheek, to kiss away his pain, and she was mortified
by her inappropriate desire. In order to prevent herself from doing something
unacceptable, she kept talking. “But I can make you a special tea that will
help.”
“Tea.
Great.” He closed his eyes again.
Serena
looked over from where she was rolling up her yoga mat, concern written all
over her wise, old face. “Is he okay?” she mouthed.
Lorraine
shrugged and then nodded. He would be
okay, although she knew how gruesome he must have been feeling at that moment.
She’d been there once.
She
felt torn. There was something she
could do to help (in addition to the special tea) but it would probably
complicate her feelings further.
Stop
being a baby, Jameson.
In
truth, Lorraine really had no choice in the matter, being bound by oath and
all…
“Give
me your hand, Adam,” she instructed, sitting back on her feet.
He
opened his eyes in surprise and then promptly narrowed them in bemusement.
“What for?”
Now it
was Lorraine’s turn to close her eyes in irritation, but only for a brief
moment. She reopened them and said, “Pressure points. Just do it.”
He gave
her a sceptical look, but he relented and offered her a hand.
Lorraine
did her best not to notice the perfect shape of Adam’s hand, and she tried to
ignore the thrilling sensation that shot through her body as she took that
smooth, warm hand in hers. She did her best not to notice the way the candlelight
gave Adam’s hand a delicious golden glow, as if it had been lightly glazed in
butterscotch sauce, and she tried desperately
not to fantasize about licking the sweetness off.
Honestly!
She needed to get a hold of herself. She took one deep, cleansing breath after
another, and then she balled her hand into a fist, jammed it under Adam’s palm,
found the fleshy bit between his thumb and forefinger, and she pressed down as
hard as she could with her thumb.
One,
two, three, four.
“Yikes,
Lorraine. You’ve got really strong thumbs,” he said quietly.
“Mm
hmm.” She didn’t look at him. She couldn’t. Why wasn’t he being rude? It really
helped her when he was being rude. Where was that negative energy when she
needed it? He was so close. He was too close. The scent of him was
intoxicating. Most of the men she came across these days smelled like patchouli
and sandalwood. Adam just smelled clean. Like rain.
Goddess,
forgive me. I just want him so much…
Focus,
Jameson! Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen.
She
tried to slow her breathing, but it was no use. Her body was out of control. It
felt like each and every one of her nerve endings was waving a sparkler around
and a marching band had set up camp inside her heart. As for her belly, it felt
like there were two or maybe two-hundred trapeze artists swinging through the
air down there.
What
was going on?! Lorraine shook her head and peeled her gaze away from Adam’s
hand. The studio buzzed with activity. Frank rolled up his yoga mat. Naomi
pulled on a pair of warm, woolen socks. Joel waved to Lorraine before he left
the studio, and she nodded back at him, smiling goodbye.
Breathe
in… and breathe out. Breathe in… and breathe out.
The
deep breathing helped. And it also helped to avoid looking at Adam and his
hand. She locked her gaze on the candles flickering from the low wooden bench
against the wall and focused on her breathing.
Lorraine
was so preoccupied with maintaining control that she completely lost sight of
the matter at hand. She tried to figure out how many seconds had gone by.
Forty-seven? Sixty-two? Seventy-eight? She had no idea.
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About
the Author
Born and raised in the Midwest, Libby Mercer’s
adventurous spirit kicked in after graduating from high school, and she’s since
lived in Boston, NYC and London. For several years, Libby worked in fashion –
first as a journalist and then as a shopkeeper, and for a while she dabbled in
design. Libby has been a writer for as long as she can remember. She penned her
first book at age seven – a picture book entitled BIG and small. Countless
numbers of stories later, her first book, Fashioning a Romance, was published
in May 2012, followed by Unmasking Maya and The Karmic Connection. Libby lives
in San Francisco.
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Event Giveaway:
1. A $20 gift certificate for Lush Cosmetics
(This will be an e-gift certificate and international.)
2. A wellness care package (ex. eye mask, scented candles,
Rescue Remedy, etc.) - US Only
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