A Burdened Novel
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Number of pages: ebook (381)
Number of pages: paperback (423)
Word Count: 142K
Tracey Warren has everything an eighteen year old girl should. She lives a life of expectancies; go to school, please her parents, party with friends, and revel in life as a young adult.
That is until she experiences an unexpected life changing accident caused by Nathan Newcomb; an illegally attractive yet perplexed guy who has her fumbling over her words and cracking her head on the concrete. In being enthralled by his overwhelming existence, Tracey neglects his promise of death (which never falls short of Nathan) and in ignoring his guarantee, she chooses to give into love over sanity and risks her life for the opportunity of being with him.
Nathan, knowing the risks gives into this want to have Tracey presuming it may be better to jeopardize their possible ending, than to allow her to endure the pain of his devoid. Nonetheless, with him being a burdened Sephlem, not only are they burdened by their adversaries who will risk everything but the exposure of their existence to see Nathan fall. But Nathan and Tracey come to find that their most sinister enemies lie under their same roof and regrettably share the same bloodline.
I wake up on a bed, in what seems to be the nurse’s office. It smells of rubbing alcohol and those blue, hockey puck-looking tablets that are thrown in the toilet and turn the water blue. It doesn’t stink, but it is not helping my headache any, either. My ass hurts and my head is pounding.
Pushing myself to sit up, the room begins to spin. It adds a nauseous feeling to my problems. Moving with more precaution, I slowly reach for my head. Stopping when I see a figure moving in my peripheral vision.
I want to look, but out of fear of what I might see, I will not, because if it’s him—the hot guy that hit me in the parking lot—and I barf, this situation could get a whole lot more embarrassing.
Without turning my head, I peek out of the corners of my eyes.
There they are—those masculine, broad shoulders even a concussion cannot make you forget. Clearly!
Wait—is he sleeping? His shoulders are moving steadily and calm. He can’t be just staring at me and not saying anything. I question turning my head, not only because I don’t want him to see me look at him, but also because I fear my worsening headache.
Unable to not look, I turn my head, taking less than a second. Maybe even a millisecond.
“What are you doing?” Busted! “Practicing for the exorcist?” he retorts sarcastically.
I’m caught. What type of an excuse can I use for this? Trying not to turn my head fast to look at you, in case you were looking at me. NO!
“Um, I was, um, trying to…stretch…my…neck slowly…to avoid, making my head hurt worse,” I say stupidly, taking one word at a time, just to implicate I was saying each word as it came into my head.
He gets up from the chair and walks in my direction.
That walk. He seems to sway across the floor, his shoulders moving with each step. Left foot, right shoulder, right foot, left shoulder. I quickly peek at him, hoping he doesn’t see. I notice that he doesn’t slouch and his jaw is tight.
I look away as he gets closer. I have no idea what he is going to do or say. I do know he’s close and I want him to touch me again. As long as I don’t pass out…again.
His hands are in his pockets as he approaches the bedside. “Would you like to go get some ibuprofen for your head?” he asks, bending over, looking at my forehead. Well, I assume he’s looking at my forehead. “The nurse is still here, and she has been waiting for you to come to.” Hands still in his pockets. “You feeling okay?”
I must be looking foolishly, because he said that as if it was the second time he’d asked me. “Umm, yeah, I think so.”
“Okay, let’s go see what the nurse has for you. Maybe she can do something about your headache.” With his hands still in his pockets, he offers me his arm to grab.
Here is my Top Ten list of Paranormal Romance Novels that keep it hot and hotter.
Covet (Fallen Angels #1) by J.R. Ward - “Seven deadly sins. Seven souls to save. This is the first battle between a savior who doesn't believe and a demon with nothing to lose!’ I’m a true fan of hot demons in books.
The Darkest Night (Lords of the Underworld, #1) by Gena Showalter -“Though they carry an eternal curse, the Lords of the Underworld are irresistibly seductive -- and unimaginably powerful” That they are (powerful).
Bond with Me (Fallen #1) by Anne Marsh – “For some out of the ordinary inhuman way of thinking, I think being bound to someone is kind of seductive”
Pleasure Unbound (Demonica, #1) by Larissa Ione – “A read that will give you a take charge heroine and drop dead at my feet because I look to damn good for you to live demon, with a gripping story.” Again I love hot demons.
Wicked Nights (Angels of the Dark #1) by Gena Showalter – “Zacharel is hot and attractive because his dangerous and bad and we are not supposed to want him. But I do, NOW!”
Slave to Sensation (Psy-Changeling, #1) by Nalini Singh - “A susceptible paranormal read that had me wanting to the story to continue after reading the last word of the page.”
The Dream Hunter (Dream-Hunter #1) by Sherrilyn Kenyon “Another I could put down with gods and demons.”
Night Pleasures (Dark-Hunter, #1) by Sherrilyn Kenyon “From the same author as above. She gives a deeper look in to the story which was greatly appreciated”
Once Burned (Night Prince, #1) by Jeaniene Frost “The book pulled me in with it’s cover and the amazing reviews for the author. I usually try to stay away from Vamp and werewolves but this one was a def must read.”
Shadow Game (GhostWalkers, #1) by Christine Feehan “This book was every I didn’t expect it to be. And because all book a better when you add steamy scenes with seductive penetration. That made it much better.”
A love for reading transpired into an admiration for writing at a young age for Peiri Ann. Starting off in writing poetry and short stories she indulged in the possibilities of creating new worlds and lives to live within them opening a window of unanticipated possibilities. In high school a pin and notebook never left her grasps and in college the pin was replaced by a keyboard and the notebook replaced by a computer screen. She holds a Bachelor’s degree in Psychology and certified in business management.
When Peiri Ann is not writing, reading, doing homework, or working in the downtown of Chicago she enjoys spending time with her little girl, watching action flicks, and spooning peanut butter from the jar as a midnight snack.
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