Endless Tour Excerpt

Endless

After the tumult of her high school senior year, all is right in Tasmyn Vaughan’s world. She’s attending college with her boyfriend, and she’s learning to control her powers. Everything is finally perfect, until it isn’t. When her new part-time job leads to more than she bargained for, Tasmyn is thrown into a deadly fight against forces of evil that she didn’t even know existed. Mastering her extraordinary gifts—along with the strength of an endless love—may be the only weapon that can guarantee her a happily ever after. Check out the entire King Series: Book 1: Fearless Book 2: Breathless Book 3: Restless Book 4: Endless

About Author Tawdra Kandle

Tawdra Kandle is the author of THE KING SERIES, a young adult urban fantasy quartet. Born in South Jersey, Tawdra published her first short story at the age of 13 in Child's Life magazine. During the early years of her marriage and motherhood, she wrote articles and columns on parenting and homeschooling, as well as some homeschooling curriculum. THE KING SERIES is her first published full-length fiction. Tawdra currently lives in central Florida with her husband, and children, both skin and fur types. And yes, she has purple hair. Follow Tawdra Kandle: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon I shrugged one shoulder and rubbed Michael’s fingers. “But maybe. . .when I think of the bad things I’ve done, maybe I should be doing some atonement. Some good stuff to balance out the bad.” “Redemption?” Michael questioned, meaning and memory ingrained in his tone. “Not quite. I was redeemed when you took me back. This is trying to balance my karma, I guess.” He laughed again, dropped my hand and swept up our tray. “So now you believe in karma, huh? Well, whatever.” We threw away our trash and dropped off the trays. Outside the dining hall, the early fall air had only the slightest hint of cool. We lingered in the dim lights, delaying our parting. “I might talk to my parents about this—about Carruthers, I mean. And why don’t you mention it to Marly and Luke, too. Find out what they think. And I was considering. . .” I hesitated. “I wondered if I should call Mrs. Brooks and ask her what she knows about them. She has contacts everywhere, and she might have some insight.” Michael’s immediate thoughts were not favorable, but he nodded. “Just Mrs. Brooks?” he asked, carefully keeping judgment out of his voice, if not his mind. “Of course. Michael, you know I’m not in touch with Rafe at all. I haven’t seen him since graduation. And I’m not going to contact him. I promise.” “I know. Okay, I’ll call Mom and Dad tonight. I better go work on that history presentation.” He pulled me against his chest and covered my mouth, maybe with just a tad more possession than usual. I rode the wave with him, clinging to Michael’s shoulders and matching him stroke for stroke. He finally loosened his grip, his hands still on my arms, thumbs rubbing lightly over my shoulders. “It never gets any easier to say good night, does it?” His voice was husky, rough with desire that was just barely banked. “I don’t think it will. Until ‘good night’ doesn’t mean ‘good bye’ anymore.” I tiptoed up to brush a kiss across his lips. “See you at breakfast. I love you!” I felt Michael’s eyes remain on me as I made my way down the well-lit sidewalk on the short path to my dorm. It took a huge dose of will power not to run back to his arms. 

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