Cover Reveal: Tourmentin by Michelle Cornwell-Jordan

Today I’m excited to host an event for an author friend who is hands down one of the nicest people I’ve had the pleasure to meet. Michelle Cornwell-Jordan is not only a fabulous author, she also helps promote other authors on the Indie Writer’s Review blog and through her radio show, Behind the Scenes. She’s one of my favorite people out there!

Michelle is also about to release an exciting new novelette called Tourmentin (a Gothic Love Story) on March 9th, and today I’m participating in the cover reveal. This novelette is a New Adult piece intended for readers 18+. Before getting into more details about the upcoming release, let’s learn a little more about this amazing lady.

Author Michelle Cornwell-Jordan is a Young Adult/ New Adult Paranormal author. Her titles include a co-written work with Danny Jones called Reahket and her solo young adult novella series Night School Vampire Hunter Trilogy.

She is also the producer/host of the online radio segment, IndieReview Behind the Scenes, where she and her co-host Jamie B Musings interview Indie authors and musicians.

Michelle has been married for seventeen years and has a fourteen-year-old daughter. A book lover, her favorite genre has always been paranormal adventures.

Find out more about her on her website http://michellecjordan.wix.com/author#!

Follow her on twitter at @mcjordan37

Fan her on FaceBook at IndieWritersreview YA blog http://www.facebook.com/pages/Indiewritersreview-YA-blog/243295842393117

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Seriously, folks…go and follow Michelle today! You’ll love interacting with her. Now, for the big reveal!

The cover was created by the amazing NextArtist Media Service

Blurb

Emil and Serafine loved at first sight; after marrying they believed in their fairytale ending. But fate and darkness from Emil’s past separate the lovers, with Emil being trapped in an alternate time, imprisoned in the 1800’s by his former lover the sultry Isadora. Isadora is convinced that she and Emile belong together and also as the old saying goes… believes if she cannot have Emil, then no one can.

Time moves forward and Emil’s beloved Serafine dies, but she promises to find her true love again. Love’s promise is realized, when Serafine is reborn into the modern age and has returned to the French Quarter and to the very hotel where her Emile still remains frozen in time. The lovers reunite, only to face an evil which vows to destroy them once and for all.

Excerpt

Emile

He was awake, he couldn’t believe it. He hadn’t been conscious it seemed for days, years, maybe hundreds of years. He stretched. He appeared to be in his study, his library, this time. He never knew when the black sleep taking away his consciousness would come.

When it leaves, he never knew where he will be­— in the bedroom, in the stables, in the kitchen, now in his study, but always in the house. He had been trapped here, neither alive nor dead, for years since that fateful night he found Isadora Sepion in his room. He remembered the grief he felt after pulling his parents charred bodies from the ashes of a fire that no one really knew how it began, although he had his suspicions slithering in his mind at the time.

His doubt became stronger when he entered his bedroom, fresh from his shower, ready to take to bed and allow the blackness of sleep to over take him and wipe out the stench of death and the memories of soulless eyes. He had wanted his dear Serafine here, to hold close and feel her comforting embrace. The need for comfort was so strong within him, he could have wept. His desire warred with black suspicions and despair.

So when he saw her, Isadora, the one who had taught him the pleasures of the flesh, he wanted her, but only for a moment. Where Serafine was sweetness and honey, Isadora was bittersweet, overwhelming spice. His mind was mixed up and confused, but he quickly dismissed that dark thought.  He had not learned the art of giving, tenderness until Serafine.

Serafine… the thought of her, like bright and glorious sunshine, had wiped the haze from his eyes. Emile realized that Isadora must have known this, because as soon as he said the words— “Get out”— she had risen off the bed where she sat. Standing straight, she watched him with dark eyes…instead of looking vulnerable; she appeared like some pagan goddess and simply said,

“You are mine for eternity.”  Her words had thrown him long enough for him not to see the knife she held arched above her head. She brought it down cleanly, slicing his arm. Screaming from the pain, shards of what felt like knives pierced his skull and caused Emile’s knees to buckle, sending him to the floor. The last thing he saw was Isadora’s black eyes peering at him. The last conscious thought he had was of Serafine… his beloved Serafine… He then saw her face, and felt the words, “Emile, I will find you” and then the blackness took him. That was the original night.

Let us know what you think in the comments below..and check out the book on March 9th!