And another...Sneak Peek at Book 3
Hello, hello, hello!!
Welcome back to the weekly sneak peek at Book 3 of the Cardinal Series.
If you're here, then you are getting excited for the release of Cardinal of Hope, book 3 of the Cardinal Series! It's due to be released mid-March. I'm thinking March 14th, but I won't change the date to reflect that on Amazon until I get the final draft back from my last editor.
Also, if you're interested in purchasing a new hardcopy set of the first two books, The Cardinal Bird and Cardinal Caged, you can buy the first volume here. This volume is also available in the Kindle Unlimited store if you want to purchase or add to your ten-book Unlimited list to help free up a slot for another great book. I know I always have a hard time trying to cull my ten-books. Get the Kindle version here. Both versions save you some money by bundling :) Plus, it has an amazing new cover design.
And now that all that blah blah promotional info is outta the way, make room for the fun!!
Cardinal of Hope, Book 3
The homemade pizza, which Emerson was just pulling out, was delicious.
Bryce suggested eating in the living room since there were only seven seats at the island. This morphed into a dinner-and-movie night. There was a lot of opinions going around about what to watch.
Then, Corbin thought it would be funny to educate me on the movies responsible for the Cardinals’ nicknames. So, he guilt-tripped everyone into watching Disney movies when he mentioned that we’d had a terrifying night and didn’t need to watch any scary action movies because we’d already lived them.
CJ seconded that, having had a gun to his head, and I looked agreeable, so that was that.
They brought blankets down to the living room and spread out on different couches and sleeping bags.
I knew when the last person had fallen asleep because the last movie ended, late into the early morning, and no one got up to change it. The screen of the oversized TV lit up the living room with a dull glow. CJ’s breathing had changed as he fell into a deep sleep. His grip on my hand didn’t loosen, which was good because I didn’t plan on letting go soon either.
I looked up at the ceiling, wondering if I would dream if I fell asleep. When I’d napped earlier, I hadn’t had a nightmare, but I’d been exhausted then. I felt wide-awake now, whether it was because I was still replaying the events from the evening or if it was because the nap really had been too much sleep.
Bryce was curled up on one couch, his back to the room as he snuggled into the plush backrest, barely taking up two of the three seats. Doc Scott was on another one, facedown, a pillow squished under his head in a teddy-bear hold. Corbin had snagged the last coveted couch as well—I’m sure it was done sneakily. Jace was on the other side of CJ, one hand stretched up underneath his head and the other one lying low on his chiseled, bare stomach.
I gulped at the sight, remembering Jace’s preference for going au natural when he slept. I was just about to turn on my side and try to go to sleep when a light flashed on near my head, catching my attention.
I looked up.
It was the replacement phone they’d given me, still on silent. Corbin had input all the numbers for me, though he picked more tame nicknames.
“Princess Elsa” was calling me.
I rushed to free my hands and flipped the phone over. No one seemed to have woken up, so I slowly, quietly eased myself up and out of the blanket nest between Aleks and CJ—it was tedious. I wanted to get free so that I could go somewhere and call Natasia back, but each moment it took me to free myself, it was possible that she might try to call one of the guys. Their phones were not on silent, and I didn’t want to wake any of them when I was already up.
Finally freed, I crouched down and stayed still for a moment, checking to make sure I hadn’t disturbed anyone. No one moved. Their breathing was even. I grabbed my phone and took off towards the ballroom.
Once out there, it was much darker without the light from the TV to illuminate the room, so I flipped the phone open and used the screen to show the way. I debated to myself and headed towards the foyer. It’d at least be out of the line of sight from the living room and was close by.
As quietly as possible, I called Natasia back, anxiety ratcheting up as it rang, and I thought about why she would call me this late. I knew they hadn’t returned yet; I’d been awake the entire time and would’ve noticed them come in.
Natasia answered after what seemed like forever but had only been the third ring. “Da?”
“Callie, we have something on the guy that blew up the house.”
Tune in on Sunday for another sneak peek!
And here's some food for thought. If all goes well, and I can release on March 14th, then after Sunday, there will only be one more sneak peek!!