#LetsReadIndie | Excerpt In Blood We Trust by Elodie Colt

Posted April 26, 2017 by Tina in As Told by Tina / 2 Comments


Welcome to another edition of We Love The Indies that is part of #LetsReadIndie challenge hosted by RaeAnne and I. Today, I have an excerpt of In Blood We Trust by Elodie Colt. RaeAnne will have an interview up on her site later on today.

2078. The Future, as it was once called. A better time you imagine? Most would say yes.

Jordan would say they’d switched one evil for another…
Ever since the SDCT—the Scientific Department for Cancer Treatment—made a scientific breakthrough, creating a cure for cancer and therefore saving billions of lives from the cruel disease over the last few decades, the world seems to be a better place.

But the Cure came with a side effect.
The Recipients need to consume human blood along with it, and as Jordan has the rarest blood type, she needs to donate every week. To keep a tight legal structure between Recipients and the rest of the population, the FDR—Federal Division for Recipients—was created, making her job as Sergeant at the NYPD hell on earth.

The real trouble, though, begins the day she becomes burdened with a case that will force her to extend the law to its limits. Worse still—the new Lieutenant, Aiden Davis, has set an eye on Jordan, and it doesn’t help that he is an unrelenting, too-hot-to-be-allowed ex-marine and more intense than she can bear. But her past makes it impossible to get involved with anyone without resurfacing memories of the one fateful night she desperately wants to forget.

And when the one man she’d never wanted to lay eyes upon again—the man who had inflicted pain on her worse than anyone could ever imagine, the man who had drained her until there was nothing left—shows up once again, her growing attraction toward the new Lieutenant seems to be the least of her problems…

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An Excerpt of In Blood We Trust

“Ah, yes,” Patrick said. “Lieutenant Davis, let me introduce you to my best.”

Davis raised his eyebrows appearing surprised that Patrick was referring to two women, and it was only then that his gaze finally fell upon me.

His eyes zoomed in on my face, his stare penetrating me. I automatically held my breath. Then, he raked my body head to toe with one quick but thorough glance. Fast. So fast, I nearly missed it.

My heart did a crazy little jump. Was he checking me out? I suddenly felt very naked, as though he’d just stripped me down to nothing but my underwear with his intense, unwavering stare.

Davis elegantly rose from his chair. He was so intimidating—respect and power pouring from him in waves—I had the urge to avert my eyes. My headache from before was suddenly forgotten.

He stepped around the desk closing the distance between us in a few strides. He towered over me when he stood that close—claiming my comfort zone—his strong neck at my eye level. I bit back the urge to step back. Or was it an impulse to step forward? Confusing.

“Sergeant Jordan Lively,” Patrick introduced me, oblivious to the wordless conversation that the Lieutenant and I were having, although I wasn’t sure what exactly our silent exchange meant. Standing that close, I could make out the color of his eyes that continued to bore into me—deep blue with shades of turquoise that reminded me of the sea’s hue. I remembered seeing that color printed on the old postcards of a tropical island paradise that had been swallowed by a tsunami decades ago. I think it had been called ‘Hawaii’ or something exotic like that.

Simply stunning. Beautiful, drown-worthy, and unique.

His eyes flitted back and forth between mine until stopping to rest on a particular spot. I could read the question on his face. Everyone asked the same question when they met me the first time: Why was there a misshaped little speck of gray next to my left pupil whereas the rest of the eye was a regular green like the right one? I usually gave my standard excuse: Genetic. No one knew the real truth besides me.

As if on cue, Davis’ gaze landed on my scarf most likely wondering why I was even wearing one. Understandable. It was far too hot in here. I was probably the only person in this part of the country who even owned scarves.

“A pleasure to meet you.”

His voice skimmed my senses, an underlying timbre I couldn’t quite decipher swinging with it. The way the word ‘pleasure’ left his mouth sent funny vibrations through my belly. It took me a second to realize that he’d extended his hand to shake mine. I grasped his hand, and I swear I felt a thumb softly caress my skin before he pulled away.

“It’s an honor,” I managed to say before lifting my chin a little higher.

You can find Elodie Colt:
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Website: www.elodiecolt.com
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Thank you so much Elodie Colt for being apart of #LetsReadIndie. In Blood We Trust was released April 5, 2017 so be sure to get it!

Tina
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To the outside world my name is Tina but to three little ones I'm known as Mommy. I'm a twenty something year old bookworm/ professional television watcher. I bullet journal, read, blog, do yoga to keep myself sane in the mist of toddler chaos that runs my house. When I find inspiration I love to write and it has been a dream of mine to write since I was young.