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This week we are shining a spotlight on Wendy Sparrow\u2019s paranormal romance Servants of Fate trilogy where three brothers, sons of Father Time, meet their match when they are charged with taking the life of mortal women on New Year\u2019s Eve. For a limited time you can pick up the trilogy for 99-cents! Click here<\/a> to learn more!<\/p>\n

Today we’re giving you a taste of Stealing Time, the first story in the trilogy!<\/p>\n

Enjoy, then grab your copy!<\/p>\n

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Hannah Lyons was living a charmed life\u2014she\u2019d escaped death thirty-seven times in the last three hundred and fifty-seven days. But Time was about to catch up to her\u2014Time or, in German, Zeit, was nearly upon her\u2026 and about to give Hannah back her scarf which she\u2019d dropped nearly as many times as he\u2019d saved her life.<\/p>\n

Zeit snapped his fingers as he approached the sweet brunette stumbling through the snow. All around him, shoppers froze, and the air went still. Snow hung in place like a fog. Hannah shouldn\u2019t be out on the streets on the day before Christmas. It was too busy. Too crowded. Hell, it was too easy\u2014she made it easier to kill her than to keep her alive on days like this.<\/p>\n

He could feel the pull of the Fates as they attempted, once again, to steal her from him. His beautiful conundrum was standing too close to the curb again and about to hit a patch of ice. In another fifteen seconds of mortal\u2019s time, she\u2019d have slipped on the ice, as that woman carrying the terrier brushed by, knocking Hannah out in front of the snow plow. \"\"<\/p>\n

Messy.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re getting gruesome,\u201d Zeit called to the Fates.<\/p>\n

He stopped in front of the pink-cheeked mortal.<\/p>\n

\u201cThirty-eight times now, Hannah.\u201d Thirty-eight times he\u2019d stopped the clock for her.<\/p>\n

Snow clung to her eyelashes, and her red lips were parted, probably in shock that she\u2019d, once again, dropped her favorite scarf. Her hand was poised at her neck, feeling for the crimson scarf he held in his hand.<\/p>\n

She was relatively short with probably average features. He\u2019d never really tried to tell mortals apart until he\u2019d met Hannah. Chances were, few of the people she saw today would think she was anything out of the ordinary. She was ordinary and then she also wasn\u2019t. Not to him. To him, she was as different and as delicate as a snowflake and just as beautiful. It was irritating as hell.<\/p>\n

He unwound the scarf from his fist as he shook his head. \u201cYou\u2019re going to catch your death.\u201d Zeit draped the scarf around her neck. She liked it wrapped once and then one end tossed over her back and the other end over the same shoulder in front. \u201cAlthough possibly not if I get to you first.\u201d<\/p>\n

He lifted her up by grabbing her waist\u2014which put her mouth in close proximity to his\u2014something he could ignore, if he concentrated. Her soft, shoulder-length hair brushed his lips, and he blew it out of the way as he carried her farther away from the curb and the lady with the yappy dog. He\u2019d moved her quite a lot this last year, sometimes for great distances. She was seeing a mortal doctor about that\u2014if only she knew that was the least of her worries. She\u2019d gone to see Hoover Dam and nearly caused a bloodbath.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve got a week,\u201d he told her, setting her down on her feet like a giant posed doll. She could be a doll\u2014with her cheeks rosy like this, and her eyes glassy from the bite of the cold air.<\/p>\n

One more week should be long enough to get her out of his system, and that was what he was going to do. No more slipping into the shadows of her life. He\u2019d see what made her so singular and beautiful\u2014reason out why she\u2019d captivated him, and then on New Year\u2019s Eve, at midnight, he\u2019d steal the rest of her hours as he\u2019d been assigned to do almost a year ago.<\/p>\n

He brushed a finger along her cheek, even as he felt the push of hours. They shoved at his back like a strong gust of wind. Time wanted to march on. But he was master here. For now. Though that might end if he didn\u2019t kill Hannah this time. The year end\u2019s sacrifice demanded a lifetime and, last year, fortune had favored him with that heart attack a few feet from his Hannah as she\u2019d been counting down the minutes at the ski lodge.<\/p>\n

The Fates had not been amused by the substitution. Snippy old bats.<\/p>\n

\"\"He traced her jaw. She did look like a doll. Even those puffy red lips of hers belonged on a porcelain figurine. His gaze shifted from mortal to mortal around her. There had to be someone else more interesting and less\u2026 marked for death. But no. Just Hannah. The others slipped from his thoughts as he looked away\u2014their features indistinct memories of noses, eyes, lips and so on, whereas he could spot Han-nah a mile away from behind.<\/p>\n

Admittedly, she did look good from behind.<\/p>\n

Zeit stared for one last mortal minute into those dark brown eyes of hers. This was insane. He was insane.<\/p>\n

And yet\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cStay out of trouble, Hannah.\u201d He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear\u2014he liked her ears. Every day, there was more and more about her he liked. It was a shame.<\/p>\n

A damn shame.<\/p>\n

In a general sense, time was not on her side but today, Time definitely was, in fact he wanted to be wrapped all around her. But, in eight days, he\u2019d kill her at midnight and the Fates would let another year go by without damning everyone\u2019s luck.<\/p>\n

He stepped back from her and, after one last shake of his head, walked away and snapped his fingers again.<\/p>\n

It was impossible not to glance back over his shoulder\u2014she had that much of a hold on him.<\/p>\n

Her gaze met his. She narrowed her eyes.<\/p>\n

Zeit stared back. He was memorable and they\u2019d bumped into each other one too many times for her to believe it to be a coincidence. Nodding, he winked at her before turning and going on his way, leaving a very irate Hannah swearing as she wrestled with why she was hopping from location to location.<\/p>\n

It couldn\u2019t be helped, not if he was going to keep her alive long enough to steal her life.<\/p>\n

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As servants of Fate, Father Time\u2019s sons must sacrifice a mortal\u2019s lifetime on behalf of humanity before each year ends. It\u2019s simpler if they don\u2019t get involved, as their immortality is a barrier to relationships and to understanding the emotions of those whose lives end in a blink, especially if these time holders have a hand in it. Servants of Fate pass in and out of the lives of those around them, never interacting, until a different type of fate steps in. They can stop time, but love will leave them powerless.<\/p>\n

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