Character Blog Hop:
I’ve been tagged by the awesome Kady Winter for the Character Blog Hop!
Last week, Kady shared her loving yet stubborn character, Abby Stafford, from her award winning manuscript, “Run.” http://www.kadywinter.com/category/myblog/
Let’s get started with today’s featured character, Jamen Gwyn from my soon to be released novel, Jamen’s Yuletide Bride. This book is the first Gwyn Brothers Novella in my Award Winning Fairelle Series.
Who is Jamen?
Jamen Gwyn is the fourth brother in the Gwyn family that Lords over Westfall, Fairelle. Jamen is a broken Vampire Slayer who wants nothing more than to drink and forget his past.
Where does Jamen’s Yuletide Bride take place?
It takes place in Fairelle. The fantasy world where all of the book in the series take place. Fairelle is a Medievalish world with many surprises.
What won’t Jamen talk about?
The night that he found out he was going to become a Vampire Slayer and he had to break of his engagement to Scarlet, the love of his life.
Jamen’s Goal:
To finally find peace and to look forward to the future now that his Vampire Slaying is almost over.
The Problem:
Scarlet is marrying another and he finds he cannot move on becuase she’s the only one he wants. And when her life is in danger he can’t leave her
Blurb:
Three years ago, young Lord Jamen Gwyn’s life was turned upside down when a mysterious woman showed up at Gwyn Manor and told him and his six brothers that they were destined to be Vampire Slayers. Afraid for the safety of his fiancé Scarlet, he broke off their engagement, tearing both of their hearts to pieces.
Scarlet Mason’s reputation and life was ruined by the actions of Jamen Gwyn. She has spent years working tirelessly with the help of her aunt, Lady Eliza, to rebuild who she is. Now engaged to the son of a wealthy merchant, Scarlet should be happy with her new life, but one thing is missing. The man she’s loved since she was a girl; Jamen.
When Jamen arrives at the celebration Scarlet’s world is once again upended as she must choose between her duty to her Aunt and following her heart. But the decision isn’t that simple. In his family’s absence, someone has put into motion a plot not only to take over Westfall for themselves, but to get rid of the Gwyn Lords for good. And once again Jamen finds keeping Scarlet safe, takes precedence over his own desires for happiness.
Excerpt:
Scarlet’s heart beat so fast, she thought she might pass out. How could he be here? She’d expected Erik, or Flint, possibly Gerall, but not Jamen. Never Jamen. He hated parties.
She tried to gather her wits about her, but his beautiful chocolate eyes were all that she could see. Though they were the same deep pools she’d loved since she was a girl, they’d changed. Hardened and rimmed with shadows, they seemed ages older than the last time she’d seen him.
His jaw sported stubble, but it was ruggedly handsome on him. He’d gained a small scar on his neck, that hadn’t been there before. Her fingers twitched to touch him.
“Would you like to dance with her?” Edward asked.
“Excuse me?” Scarlet’s gaze whipped up to meet her would be husband’s.
“A dance, my love. Why don’t you dance with Lord Gwyn. Then perhaps we might be able to entice him to actually stay for the feast.” Edward smiled at her.
“That’s quite all right,” said Jamen. His eyes flicked between her and Edward. “I don’t need to—”
“I insist,” said Edward. “You are Lord over these lands and it is your right to dance with the bride to be.”
Scarlet silently pleading with Jamen to say no.
“Very well,” he said. “But I apologize in advance, my Lady. I’m afraid my dancing skills are a bit rusty.”
“Well then it’s time you brush up,” said Edward. “Lady Scarlet is a wonderful dancer.”
Scarlet’s throat felt like she’d eaten ashes from the fireplace. Jamen held his hand out to her. She scanned for Aunt Liza, but couldn’t locate her. Liza hadn’t prepared her for such a scenario. What was she to do?
Liza’s voice sounded in her head, calming her. “Play the game girl. Remember who you are and what you represent.”
Scarlet beamed up at Edward. “Of course darling. If I can teach you to dance I’m sure I can teach anyone.”
Edward laughed and kissed her forehead.
She trembled as she slipped her fingers into Jamen’s. His grip was tender but his hand were rough. Not soft like they had been when he’d touched her years before.
Her mind whirled in disbelief as he led her through the crowd and out onto the dance floor. She stood stiff as a board and waited for him to make a move. He stared at her. His eyes drinking her in, long and slow. She cursed her suddenly wobbly knees.
All around people whispered.
“Do something,” she hissed through clenched teeth and then smiled.
Jamen blinked rapidly and then cleared his throat. He stepped up to her and the smell of his soap hit her. His arm slipped around the small of her back and his fingers splayed there; drawing her close. Her body tingled and heated at his touch. Damn him for getting a response out of her still.
She stretched out her arm and his fingers closed around hers. He never broke eye contact as he stepped forward and she in turn stepped back.
Their bodies pressed together and moved in perfect unison. The rest of the world blurred and all she could see was him. Her gut clenched at all the things she wanted to say. But she suddenly couldn’t remember any of them.
He stared into her eyes and for once she was speechless.
Jamen’s Yuletide Bride can be pre-ordered on Amazon!
So next week you are in for a treat from Debut Author Alice Langdon and her amazing Historical Romance Trusting Desire! So stay tuned!