by Helen Scott
When the sensation returned and lingered, I tried to convince myself I still wasn't interested in finding out who was staring at me. And for the most part, that was true; however, a small section in my brain screamed at me for the knowledge.
I turned and scanned the crowd. No one was paying any obvious attention to the loner girl at the end of the bar. I brushed the sensation aside and turned back to watch Rox, wanting to make sure she wasn't getting herself into any trouble.
Her raven hair swung like a dark waterfall as it shimmered in the light along with her dress. There was nothing the men around her could do except watch in admiration as her small lithe body curved and twisted to the music. At first, guys would always try to dance with her until they realized they couldn't keep up with her moves. I guess that was what came of taking all kinds of dance classes growing up.
“Can I buy you a drink?” a low voice next to me asked.
I glanced over and said, “No, thanks. I'm good.” I gestured with my copper mug.
“Come on, I'm just tryin' to be nice,” the guy said, pulling out his best good-ol'-boy smile.
“I appreciate it, but I'm good. Really.” I gave him a tight-lipped smile in return.
“There's no need to be a rude bitch,” he snarled.
“No need to be a pushy asshole, but there you go.”
The guy tossed what was left of his beer over me and stalked away while I spluttered sounds of indignation.
“Are you freaking kidding me?” I muttered.
The bartender was there seconds later with napkins and a towel in hand.
“Thanks.” I smiled weakly at him over the bar as I accepted his help.
A grunt and gasps broke out on the other side of the bar. I turned and looked as one did when a fight broke out, and a small, slightly evil smile spread over my face. The prick who had just dumped beer all over me was now getting his ass handed to him by the biggest guy I'd ever seen in my life.
The new guy looked as if he were about to bust out the seams of his leather jacket, let alone the gray T-shirt clearly straining under the effort of his movements. It didn't take long before one of the bouncers came and broke it up, escorting them both out of the club. As they were leaving, the huge guy looked over his shoulder directly at me. Our eyes locked, and I felt a surge of awareness prickle through me just like before. I immediately knew this was the person who had been watching me. What I didn’t know was why.
To be continued…
This was the first chapter of Daughter of Persephone by Helen Scott.
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Blurb
Poppy is nothing special.
Poppy is nothing special.
When a strange necklace catches her eye the last thing she expects are for three gorgeous men to stumble into her life, or for them to tell her she is the future queen of the Underworld.
Now Poppy must choose: keep the life she's always had or take her rightful place as queen.
If she can survive.
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I would like to thank you most of all, as the reader, for giving me a chance to entertain you and invite you into my world. Thank you so much. I hope you enjoyed it! A big thank you to my cover designer, Salvation Creations, and my editor, Ms. Correct All’s Editing and Proofreading, for helping bring this book to life. Thank you to my family for helping me pursue my dream and putting up with my wandering mind. Last, but not least, thank you to my husband for pushing me to share my stories with the world. Thanks for putting up with me every day, babe. You’re amazing!
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Copyright © 2019 by Helen Scott
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