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Arms of an Angel is getting a makeover, both inside and out!
There are exciting times ahead for Claire and Garrett, starting with a new look and a little edit. The cover isn't quite ready for you to see yet, but you can get a pretty good feel for what it will look like with the little teaser there to the right. If you click on it, you'll see it a bit larger. The decision to change covers came with a lot of angst because not only do I love my first cover, it was designed by my bestie, who is an exceptional designer who captured what I needed for Claire at that time. I won't completely retire my girl as there are no current plans to change the print book at this time. |
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Arms of an Angel ~ A Contemporary Romance Novella
Sometimes it's hard to tell where one set of wings ends and the other begins...
Her old friend Joe had always said Claire was his angel, though the woman she’d become was anything but celestial. She was beautiful, alluring, the epitome of sensuality…and she was filled with pain so deeply embedded she was sure she could bear it no longer.
Hope vanished, as did her desire to go on. She'd decided to end her life, but instead of the extravagant meal at a high dollar restaurant being her last, a mix up of names placed her life in the hands of the most virtuous man she’d ever met. An earthly angel named Garrett, who would show her that even she was worthwhile; a man who needed someone like Claire to help him piece together the shattered parts of his own life. Scroll down for an excerpt from Arms of an Angel |
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Arm of an Angel excerpt
Claire could feel him watching her in the mirror, knew his eyes were assessing her, undressing her. She didn’t mind. Knowing men desired her made her feel alive, worthwhile…most of the time.
He looked away as she turned her face toward the front of the limousine, though his gaze returned as soon as he realized her focus was not on him. She was pensive - an unusual disposition for this particular client. He smiled. Unusual was the perfect word to describe Claire, regardless of her mood. Of all his filthy rich, high society clients, there was none who could compare to Claire Orion. Of course, there weren’t many who had allowed him the liberties she had, either…none, actually. The thought of their last encounter left him yearning. He was hungry, yet she wasn’t biting. He’d tried to engage her several times throughout her afternoon shopping spree to no avail. He wondered what had captured her. She was definitely a woman looking within.
Claire moved from his line of vision as she leaned toward the passenger side window. The driver couldn’t see the look of pain that pulled her finely arched brows toward her beautiful blue-gray eyes. He didn’t see her hand press against the tinted window as she watched a little girl walking hand in hand with her father. He didn’t know Claire well enough to know how much she’d yearned for acceptance from her own father or how it had affected the woman she had become. Ranauld, like most, only knew the larger than life persona in the pretty little package that his passenger most often presented to the world. There were few with even an inkling of a notion that beneath her flawless exterior lay a woman with scars she believed incapable of healing.
Ranauld missed Claire’s heavy sigh as he focused his attention on the circle drive in front of her historic building. With the ease of a man used to handling the large automobile, he maneuvered through the traffic and pulled to a stop outside the large double doors. By the time he opened the door for her, Claire had masked her bitterness. Her father was gone. There’d been no one to bridge the gap between them; no one he respected enough that was willing to step in to help.
“Perhaps I can be of service to you later, Ms. Orion? I could make arrangements to see that you make it home safely this evening.” Ranauld’s eyes begged as he helped her from the limousine.
Claire smiled in that mischievous way that made her nose crinkle; the one that should have alerted a man he was about to be toyed with. “Why, Mr. Ranauld, I’m afraid you’ve made a dreadful error. I can’t imagine what would make you think I’m planning to go out?”
“My apologies for the assumption. I was thinking of your shopping, the packages…they usually accompany an evening out.” He continued to fish. “So you’ll be home? Alone?”
“I didn’t say that.” She knew what he wanted. He knew she knew. She ran her hands through her dark hair in a way that reminded Ranauld of how it felt to have his hands entwined in the soft lushness of her beautiful curls. Her eyes danced as she moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue before continuing. “But…I’ve got your number. I’ll call if the need should arise. A woman can’t be too careful about who she lets take her home…or who she lets stay…”
The building doorman chuckled as he held the door for her before retrieving her packages from the wilting chauffer. “Perk up, man.” The older gent clapped Ranauld on the back as he took Claire’s bags. “She’s got your number.”
Charlie went away laughing, wondering how many other hearts were hurting over the unpossessable Claire Orion. He wasn’t sure if that was a word even. What he did know was that Claire Orion was her own woman. The only man who’d ever had a hold on her had been her father and he’d never given her an ounce of anything except heartache. He snorted thinking of the number of times she’d left the building crying over something he knew that man had said to her. A quick death behind the wheel of a car was too good for him. It was far better than he deserved after the way he’d killed Claire’s dreams and sense of worth. It was more than he’d given his daughter who had been dying inside for a good many years.
Charlie could only hope she’d live long enough to learn to believe in herself. She was a beautiful woman with a heart of gold and a generosity to match, but the way she lived…He shook his head and looked up toward the heavens. Claire needed to find her place in this world. She needed someone to help her, and fast.
Reviews for Arms of an Angel
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eBookocracy said This book goes to show that no matter what plans you may have for yourself fate always has a way of intervening and changing those plans. read more: http://www.ebookocracy.com/entry.php?57-Arms-of-an-Angel-by-Linda-Boulanger Woofer's Lair, author Michael Evans said I have to give kudos to Linda for opening my eyes that not all romance is insipid saccharine to be taken in small doses or eye-rolling bodice rippers. Part of me knew that already, but having to weed through them is the hard part. Should you pick up Arms of an Angel? Definitely. It's one of those novels that leave you with that "feel good" feeling at the end. To read the rest: http://wooferslair.blogspot.com/2011/07/touched-by-angel.html Tiffany commented on her book review site This would be my first book from Linda and will not be my last. This is a sweet romance that makes you feel good when you are done reading it. This had a great message to it... You can read the full review at: http://tifferzbookreview.blogspot.com/2011/05/arms-of-angle-by-linda-boulanger.html |
 Click on the picture to read the review Jodie of http://riverinaromantics.blogspot.com/ said in her review on Goodreads: I fell in love with all the characters and could relate to them all, which is quite rare for me. Author C.Schuerr commented on Amazon.com that This wonderfully written novella is an easy read and a quick sweep of emotion to start your heart pumping and your tears flowing. The rest of her comment is at: http://www.amazon.com/review/R9F2LIHUV24MW Bestselling author Ellen C. Maze shared on her Rabbit Reviews blog that This is a meaningful book that is also enjoyable and intriguing. I didn't want to put it down, and I can recommend it without reservation! Her review is here: http://ellencmazereviews.blogspot.com/2011/01/book-review-arms-of-angel-warm-feelings.html |
