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But when Nora starts having vivid dreams about a compelling, mysterious stranger with dark curls, sexy eyes and a charming Irish lilt, her defenses seem to be breaking. He says he is her soulmate – that he has conquered many centuries to contact her. Can this be real? Or is she going mad? Nora tries to fight the gentle seduction that threatens to thaw her icy façade. But when she’s forced to come face to face with real evil she must call on all her magickal resources, including her lover from another life, to save her.
In an adventure outside of time, Nora learns that you cannot run from your destiny.
Early Praise for Revelation
"Noire spins a sparkling yarn filled with danger, mystery and love that spans the ages. Readers of paranormal romance will love this darkly exciting tale." Chrissy Derbyshire, Author of Mysteries
"In Revelation a young woman struggles to find her way between the world of the numinous and waking reality as her very sanity is threatened! This pagan tale of threat, trauma, and love moves into the mystery of dreaming and ancient lore. It is a story that illuminates the imagination and inspires the soul." Pau lDeBlassie, III
"Noire weaves a magickal tale of love and healing. Revelation is a must read for Paranormal Romance readers! - Mel Massey"
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Clayton’s voice sounded inside her head, making her smile: I would never let you go if you were mine.
The resident from the other day came into view. She’d forgotten his name. All she remembered was he was friendly.
The man smiled at her, and his eyes lit up as they met hers. “That’s what I like to see, a beautiful smile. Dare I hope that smile is for me?”
Clayton’s growled comment rattled her. She wasn’t sure if she could handle a voice in her head and a conversation at the same time.
I will go.
A feeling of loss replaced his voice.
The young doctor still smiled at her. She wasn’t sure what he’d asked her, but he expected an answer. She decided to go with something indefinite. “Possibly.” Unaware of what she was being indefinite about, she watched the man grow even more animated.
“Great, great, I was hoping my excellent bedside manner would wear you down eventually.” He fell in step with her.
“Um.” Great, now look what she’d done. A quick glance at his nametag identified him as T. Mangano. “Dr. Mangano, I think there’s been a misunderstanding.” Her stride lengthened as she saw the red light above the elevator bank, indicating a car on the way.
The man looked perplexed, and his smile lessened a bit. “It’s Terrence. You really don’t remember me.”
Actually, she did, but not in the I-was-thinking-of-you-fondly way. It was better to admit she hadn’t thought of him at all. “Um, no.”
“I am so sorry I bothered you.” He walked briskly away.
He might have been one of the nice ones Tonya had mentioned. Life was easier when she didn’t interact with other people, though she wasn’t sure she could get through life not interacting. Of course, it was also easier when she didn’t have an additional voice in her head.
Hey, I heard that.