A little bit of His Midnight Sun by Viviana​ MacKade, part of the #MFRWHooks

Hi all,

logo book hookstoday I’m part of this great blog hop! I thought about giving you something from my book but which part? Knowing Summer and Aidan they all are! So what I did is math. Let me explain. The book has 23 chapters, 25 if you add Prolog and Epilog. So I took the chapter in the middle, chapter 12, and I went in the middle of it.

You’re now reading the exact half-point of the book. How did they get here? you have to read the book. Where do they go from there? You have to read the book. Am I a bad person? Probably, yes.

But here it is! the very, mathematically exact middle point.


“There’s sex, too,” Aidan added. “Of course I want you.”

As her heart stumbled again up and down, and sideways, Summer gave up trying to keep up with him and mumbled, “I’m so close to a bad mother of a headache.”

“Take an aspirin. You make my blood boil, Summer, but I need you to understand it goes above and beyond sex. Where to, I have no idea. You have to understand I don’t know how to want this. How to be with you. I’m not prepared to deal with being with someone.”

“With women? Really?”

He shrugged. “With you.”

Should she be flattered that she’d been singled out from the entire female category, or kind of offended?

Confused. Yeah, that. He was so way out of her league she didn’t comprehend numbers this big.

He was tragic and restless, interesting and mysterious, sexy and experienced, with a soft heart.

She was, well, Summer. Friend, pal, doctor, mom. The girl next door with nothing much going on except for a strawberry stain on her daughter’s shirt.

The question escaped her lips before she caged it in. “Why?”

Aidan didn’t answer at once and when he did, he knocked the sweet air entirely out of her lungs, and the man did it without missing a beat. “Because you promise a safe haven, where I can finally rest and seep into your warmth.”


She needed a moment here.

Make it a couple of moments.

Too many things were happening and she didn’t appreciate sudden changes of such magnitude. Last time she’d gone through a life-changing moment her brother had died and she’d turned into a mom. She had not been prepared then; she was not prepared now.

“Should, ah, shouldn’t things progress a mite slower? I mean, it’s supposed to be you see someone, are mildly interested, have a few dates, decide if you’re okay with her and on you go.”

“I’ve never cared about how things are supposed to be.”

“Of course, of course.” She scratched her head. “You see, I’m not prepared to, well, us.”

Again, his eyes, green and lethal, bore on her. “Tell me you don’t feel something for me and I’ll call you a liar.”

“Oh, no. Feeling stuff for you is definitely not a problem which is, in itself, the problem. You’re…” She took another long breath, closed her eyes to regroup. “Wild. Tragic. Beautiful.” He was also sweet and caring, passionate and loyal, but to survive she had to stick with the problematic parts now. “I’ve never met someone like you, even less someone like you who was interested in me and I honestly don’t know how to handle you. The moment this bubble pops, it’s going to hurt.”

Damned the man and his honesty, he nodded. “Everything ends up in pain.”

“Glad you see my point.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Damn it, Aidan!” He was on a mission to make her lose her sanity and she may, or may not, have stomped a foot.

“What? I just told you I’m clueless and I’m way too far gone to see clearly. How do you think I will end up when this fucking bubble pops, as you said? I know pain, Summer,” he said, pressing the fingertips to his chest. “I’ve had enough of it to last me ten lives and you know what? Fuck it. I’m tired of it.” He stood tall in front of her, fists now planted on his hips, daring her to argue. “I want to try. How about that?”

“You cram too much emotional weight in very short sentences. I always feel ten steps behind.”

How could she have seen it coming? Closing the distance between them, Aidan took her face in his hands and before she blinked twice his lips were on her. Not sweet and dreamy as the night before. Oh, no. Not urgent either, but demanding, determined, as if he was making his point and not much patience was left for it. Summer’s legs would have given away if she hadn’t locked her arms around his neck, and then she needed closer, more of the smell of him, of his mouth, his hands on her. Addictive. Shattering.

When he inched back his thumbs gently brushed the corners of her lips. “There,” he whispered close, closer. “You’re all caught up.”


To know how they got there and where they are going, here’s the buying linkand othen info on the book. I hope you’ll give it a chance!


Tormented, fierce, and broken, sculptor Aidan Murphy has judged himself guilty. He yearns for love but pushes everyone away. He longs for acceptance but has lost the key to open his heart. Until he meets Summer Williams. Beautiful and smart, Dr. Williams promises haven for a man who believes he deserves none. All he has to do is let her in and risk his heart and soul.

Summer’s managed to keep her inner light alive, even through tragedy. She’s created a new life for herself and her daughter in Crescent Creek with loving, caring and fun friends–well, except brooding, breathtaking Aidan. She’s used to keeping away from his type, though. All she has to do is ignore the pull of a man who’s turning up to be much more than snarls and storms. Will her compassion and medical instincts let her?

Love can heal a broken soul and shake up a timid heart. Or it can unleash devastation and revenge.

Will Aidan and Summer survive the hurricane?

Release September 15, available for pre-sale

$ 0.99 FREE with KU

Buy Link



As I told you, this is part of a blog hop and here are the other great Authors and stories you can find:

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