August 18th, 2010
Book of the Day: Entwined, by Elizabeth Naughton

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ZANDER — The most feared of all the Eternal Guardians. It’s rumored he can’t be killed, and he always fights like he has nothing to lose. But as a descendant of the famed hero Achilles, he’s got to have a vulnerability… somewhere.

Forces of daemons are gathering and have broken through the barriers of the Underworld. Now more than ever the Eternal Guardians are needed to protect both their own realm and the humans’. Zander can’t afford to think about what might have been with the bewitching physician he once regarded as his soul mate. But with eternity stretching before him, he also can’t fathom spending his life without the one woman who makes him feel most alive. Perhaps he’s found his weakness, after all…


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Excerpted from ENTWINED
ISBN: 9780505528230
Book 2 – Eternal Guardians
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“Where do you want me?”

Callia turned away from the window without meeting his eyes, dropped her
arms and pointed toward the end of the king’s now-empty desk. “There. Sit.”

Zander crossed the floor silently in bare feet and eased a hip onto the end
of the king’s long desk. He tested the piece of furniture for stability, and
when he was sure it wasn’t going to collapse under his weight, scooted back
until his legs were hanging over the edge and his bare feet dangled inches
above the floor.

She didn’t say anything about the fact he wasn’t completely naked, and he
wasn’t about to bring it up again. To distract himself, he stared down at
his toes while she moved around the room. She pulled a small side table with
her supplies next to her. Seconds later he felt her hand land on his back
and couldn’t stop the way he arched in response. When she said, “Deep
breath,” he forced himself to relax as she moved the stethoscope around,
obviously listening to his lungs.

The metal against his skin was cold, but her fingers were warm and silky-too
warm and silky. His blood was already heating just from being this close to
her, and every time she brushed his skin, it set off tremors deep in his
body. He focused on his breathing-on the steady in and out-in an attempt to
stay calm. When she moved around to stand in front of him, repeating the
order, he averted his eyes from her face and focused on the fitted white
sweater she wore instead.

Her gasp brought his head up. “What happened to you?”

“Nothing. I’m fine.”

“That’s not nothing.” She focused on his shoulder as she looped the
stethoscope around her neck, reached for her bag and came back with gauze
and supplies.

“Leave it,” he said before she could touch him. “It’s just a flesh wound.”

She dabbed at the dried blood with a wad of gauze. “The muscle’s torn. You
need this stitched closed before infection sets in.”

“It’s already healing.”

“I see that but-”

He grabbed her wrist, stilling her motion. A jolt ran through him at the
contact, but he ignored it. The last thing he needed was her hands on his
body more than was already necessary. “I said leave it.”

Her eyes slid from the wound to his face and held. And before he realized
it, he was staring into eyes like a Caribbean sunset in the human world.
Eyes he’d looked into countless times before as they’d made love. Eyes he’d
dreamed about numerous times in the years since until he’d woken in a cold
and aching sweat.

Thoughts vanished from his mind. The connection they’d had from the first
sparked deep in his chest, burned in the bottom of his soul. Tempted him to
reach for her and find out if she felt it, too. He couldn’t be the only one
who remembered, could he? She had to feel something when she saw him. When
she stood this close. When she touched him.

Thoughts, memories, feelings he’d kept buried for a long time pushed in as
he stared into her gem-like eyes. A movie of their time together flickered
in front of his face. And then when he got to the part where she betrayed
him, that blaze went out. Leaving behind nothing but charred ash and ruins.

It didn’t matter what she felt. Their past was over and done with. The Fates
had screwed him in more ways than one. There wasn’t anything about her now
that could change what had happened back then.

He dropped her hand as quickly as he’d grabbed it. Then glanced back at her
sweater. “Finish the exam.”

53 comments to “Book of the Day: Entwined, by Elizabeth Naughton”

  1. Favourite weakness? That sounds like a contradiction of terms… eating I guess. I like my food but I like to be thin as well. A contradiction of wants… Food is a weakness I really like 😛

  2. My weakness is my morning tea (I need my caffeine in the morning), chocolates, snacks at night and books!

  3. Chocolate, watching music videos on youtube and reading when I should go to bed.