Tuesday, 11 August 2015

BLOG TOUR!! Souls Unfractured by Tillie Cole




Title: Souls Unfractured
Series: Hades Hangmen #3

Author: Tillie Cole
Age group: New Adult
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance

Release date: 11th August 2015

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"For fractured souls are like magnets.
Drawn to collide into an impossible bliss"

Labeled a Cursedwoman of Eve from birth, Maddie has endured nothing but pain and repression at the hands of The Orders most abusive elder, Moses. Now living with her sister in The Hangmens secluded compound, finally, Maddie, is free. Free from the suffocating faith she no longer believes in. Free from endless years of physical and mental torment.

Justfree

At age twenty-one, the timid and shy Maddie is content to live within the confines of her new homesafe from the outside world, safe from harm and, strangely, protected by the Hangmens most volatile member; the heavily pierced and tattooed, Flame.

Flame.

The man who ceaselessly watches over her with his midnight dark and searing eyes. The man who protects her with a breath-taking intensity. And the man who stirs something deep within her numbed heart.

But when circumstances conspire for Flame to need HER help, Maddie bravely risks it all for the broken man who has captivated her fragile soul.

The Hangmens most infamous member, Flame, is ruled by one thinganger. Plagued by haunting demons from his past, an all-consuming rage, and isolated by an abhorrent hatred of being touched, Flame's days are filled with suffocating darkness, pierced only by a single ray of lightMaddie. The shy, beautiful woman he cannot purge from his thoughts. The woman he has an overwhelming need to possess
... the only person who has ever been able to touch him.

Flames mission in life is to protect Maddie, to keep her safe. Until a trigger from his troubled past sends him spiraling into madness, trapping him in the deepest recesses of his disturbed mind.

His Hangmen brothers fear that Flame is beyond saving.

His only hope of salvation: Maddie and her healing light.



Excerpt 1

Gathering my floor-length dress in my hands, I walked into the body 

of the church, rushing forward until the bright sun from the open entrance lit 

up the dark wooden floor. 

“I won’t say it again. I need you to leave or I’ll call the police.” Pastor 

James was talking when I arrived at the large doors. The man from the choir 

immediately saw me and tapped her on her arm. 

Pastor James turned round and paled. “Maddie, darlin’, stay in the 

church and call your sister, or even better, Mr. Nash.”

Her face betrayed her fear but her protests quickly turned to white 

noise in my ears as I reached the exit and saw, waiting below, at the edge of 

the busy road was him… Flame. He was pacing back and forth. As always, I 

counted his steps. Eleven to the right, eleven to the left.

As I drank in how he looked, I feared my legs would collapse. That 

confusing sensation of my stomach swooping hit me as my eyes focused on 

his leather-clad legs and the Hangmen cut partly covering his bare torso. 

His strangely cut dark hair was in its usual state of disarray. His skin 

was pale and he had lost weight. I frowned. His muscles were twitching 

more than usual. His hands clenched into fists more than normal. His lips 

were muttering something inaudible from this distance, yet… he was still 

Flame. He was still the man who protected me. He was still the silent 

shadow that kept me safe.

The man I had missed with the most incredible fervor.

His friends, Viking and AK, stood off to the side. Viking, the 

enormous red haired brother, looked distressed as he talked to the dark-

haired AK, and when he ran his hand through his hair, he turned and his 

attention locked on me.

Viking’s large chest deflated in what looked like relief and he said 

something to AK. AK looked toward me and threw a small tired wave.

But I did not have the time to spare for them. All I could concentrate 

on right now was Flame. 

I winced as I caught sight of white gauze on the side of his neck. The 

gunshot graze. The bullet that should have hit me if he had not thrown 

himself in its path...

... to protect me.

Flame’s pace increased. I could see his hands shaking as his fists 

became impossibly tight. Then, with a corded neck, he began to scream. His 

croaked and rough voice made it to “MADD—” before his eyes whipped to 

the top of the stairs. 

Where they collided with mine.

Flame’s bellowed call caught in his throat and his body came to an 

abrupt stop. He staggered on uneasy feet as though he was too tired to be 

standing. But that midnight stare remained. His hands stopped shaking, his 

wide bare chest pumped at a heady speed, yet a strange kind of calm seemed 

to flow over him.

I wanted to speak to him. 

I wanted take his hand in mine and thank him. Thank him beyond 

words for saving my life. 

But I could not. I did not have the courage.



AUTHOR BIO



Tillie Cole is a Northern girl through and through. She originates from a place called Teesside on that little but awesomely sunny (okay I exaggerate) Isle called Great Britain. She was brought up surrounded by her English rose mother a farmers daughter, her crazy Scottish father, a savagely sarcastic sister and a multitude of rescue animals and horses.


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