Here’s an excerpt from soon to be released contemporary romance. Second Chance At Forever. This book is already in the top 100 paid books at Amazon in its category by virtue of preorders. Thank you, readers. I hope it will make the expectations.
Second Chance At Forever is the story of Revath and Stuti and how they fight the odds when they have different goals in life to find happiness.
What happens when the terrible twos come in threes?
Stuti loves being a mother to her triplets, but it can be a harrowing routine. She’s even more submerged in the craziness when she takes them and her mom-in-law for a trip to Rajasthan, the land of the erstwhile Thar desert royals and their palaces. After the passing away of her husband, she feels she owes it to her mil to take her to her favourite holiday. In the Amber Palace, her reckless toddler rushes onto a modelling shoot. As she picks up her daughter who has tripped over a gorgeous zardozi sari, her gaze clashes with that of the man she’d hoped never to set eyes on again in her life.
A passion that threatens to set fire to more than just her senses
Revath was everything she wanted in a man, but six years ago he chose to walk away from her. Now he wants to be back in her life. When she knows he doesn’t want the same things in life that she does, would she be wise to let anything rekindle between them? Is it already too late for rethinks?
Desire that has to be denied
Revath knew the moment he met Stuti again that he couldn’t just let her go. But Stuti is absolutely the wrong woman for him. It was proved six years ago when they chose diametrically opposite ways for themselves. He doesn’t believe in forever, so what’s he doing asking her for a second chance?
Can three little miracles be a barrier to two people finding love?
Here’s an excerpt from the book:
‘You were never like this,’ Stuti said, ‘so taunting, so hurting…!’
‘I know.’ He took a deep breath. ‘But then, you weren’t like this either.’
He looked out across the garden below, breathing, trying to get a grip on the emotions churning up his insides. He was never one to let the situation get out of hand. But with her, it was so easy to get all uptight. The past lay between them like a burning coal giving off sparks when poked even slightly.
She was breathing a little hard too, her breasts moving with the rhythm, her hair whipped by breeze.
He reached out and caught a strand of her hair, the gesture a painfully familiar one. Her hair had been longer then and he used to curl it around his finger to draw her close…
‘You know, I kept thinking what went wrong.’ His voice dropped. ‘You were gone and all I could see was that I failed when I shouldn’t have. I offered you the world and you walked away.’
‘That is past now. We’ve come a long way since that evening.’
‘And whose fault is that?’
She didn’t answer immediately, folding her arms across her chest as though bracing herself. That evening hurt too much to be remembered easily. Did she feel that way too? He watched her closely.
‘It was meant to be this way. Revath. Let’s accept that.’
‘You settled for second best.’ He wasn’t letting up.
‘Yes, I did.’ It broke from her. ‘I’m not ashamed of it.’ She glanced away. Then with a burst of spirit, she challenged, ‘You settled for second best too! But you’re not honest enough to admit it.’
‘I didn’t leave you for someone else, Stuti, you didn’t have to live with that.’ He was letting her see his feelings. A mistake. But the pain was undeniable. He couldn’t hide it. He saw her swallow as though trying to master control.
‘You wanted your work more than you wanted us to be together,’ she said, emotion welling up visibly. She caught hold of the black railing as though to steady herself. ‘So how was it different for you? Your lifestyle, being single and free was more important to you. You made your choice too, Revath, so don’t just keep on saying I walked out on you!’
Silence fell and grew. Then she said, ‘It isn’t as though you’ve missed me. You’ve got success. Made it. You have everything a man wants. Money, women fawning over you, the work you love…’
‘Everything, except you.’ He put his hand on hers, gripping it on the rail. He felt her jerk in shock. Contact rapidly evoked what time hadn’t sufficiently buried.
‘I have missed you. A lot more than you think.’ His whisper grated the air close to her.
‘Don’t let’s go there, Revath.’
His fist curled even more strongly on hers. He wished he could heed her words. They were sanity. A timely warning. But the storm inside was let loose. He took away his hand but only to grasp her upper arms to draw her close.
‘Do you think any woman could be what you were to me?’ Her eyes widened as the words registered and he felt her relax slightly, the tension ebbing from her.
‘I mean it, Stuti.’
She didn’t resist as he brought his head close to hers. His mouth touched her cheek and then irresistibly, inevitably, her mouth.
Time seem to dissolve. His head swam with the rush of feeling. He realized he had been only half alive as a surge of sensation invaded his body, rushing through his veins with the speed of storm winds.
He was intoxicated by the scent of flowers, the sweetness of nectar. Her mouth parted and he deepened the kiss, not able to tell her but needing to show the emotion that was alive and tingling in his every fiber. She clung to him, fingers digging in his shirt and the vortex intensified to a sucking maelstrom.