Remember the Stars
by Natalie-Nicole Bates
Paranormal Romance
Category: Horror
Publisher: Books
To Go Now
Release Date: February 1, 2013
Heat Level: Steamy
Word Count: 12,000
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Blurb
Waking
up in the gutter, for Leah Rhodes, life as she knows it has just changed
forever. In the dark surroundings of her
distant past, a familiar man stands out in the confusion. But Remy Moreland has been dead for years. It soon becomes apparent to Leah that both
she and Remy are trapped in a hell of their own making. Can one night together not only lead to the
way out, but to love as well?
Warning: This title is intended for
readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult
language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
Excerpt:
“Remy,” she said his
name. Where did she know that name from? It wasn’t common. Think, Leah, think.
Then it hit her—hard.
She remembered
exactly who Remy Moreland was.
He was in the
newspaper years earlier. Her mother had shown her a copy. Remy Moreland was
involved in a fatal street race. His Porsche had been split in two, killing him
and a young woman in another car.
Remy Moreland was
dead.
But if he was dead,
what was he doing here, alive, and with her?
Sweat broke out on
the back of her neck and her vision clouded. This was someone’s idea of an
evil, evil joke. She had to get out. She had to find her way home.
Standing, she
grabbed the edge of the deck for support. “I have to get out of here,” she
mumbled and stumbled her way around the desk.
He grabbed her
around the waist. “You can’t go back out there. It’s dangerous.”
She sunk her open
palms against his chest and struggled to get out of his grip. “Get off of me,
you malevolent freak! You’re dead! You’ve been dead for years!” she blurted.
Immediately, he let
go and jumped back from her as if he had been stung.
“What are you
talking about? He demanded.
She backed away,
ready to make a run for the front door. But the confused mix of anger and
disbelief in his contorted expression stopped her.
How could he not
know he was dead?
“It was years ago,
Remy. You had an accident. It was in the newspaper.”
He tilted his head,
his blue eyes huge. “Do I look dead to
you?”
Well, he was pale,
his blue eyes ethereal. She hesitated, and then spoke. “Now that you mention
it…”
“You bitch!” he
snapped.
The force of his
voice caused her to flinch and she raised her fingers to her throbbing temples.
All she wanted at that moment was to get out of this man’s sight and find her
way home.
“I’m not dead,” he
stated ominously.
“Okay, you’re not
dead,” she conceded as she rubbed circles on her temples.
He took a step
closer. “As a matter of fact, right now I am languishing across town in a
nursing home. I eat through a tube in my belly and piss into a catheter bag. I
remain nothing but an emaciated, contorted version of the man I once was.”
She closed her eyes.
This can’t be happening, this can’t be happening. None of this was real.
When she opened her
eyes, he was in front of her, a macabre grin creasing his handsome features. He
lifted a brow. “So, what did you do?”
“Do? What are you
talking about?”
“To get here. You
know my situation, so what’s yours?”
He wasn’t making any
sense. She turned away from him, left the office and began to walk the long
hallway to the front door, but he followed her closely.
“Let me guess,” he
provoked. “You look like a
murder-suicide kind of girl. You’re not wearing a wedding ring, so I’m assuming
you shot your boyfriend in the head and then offed yourself in some spectacular
way—like jumping off a balcony and splattering on the ground. How could you
have known you would wind up here?” he chuckled unpleasantly.
She stopped cold.
How could he say such a horrible thing? She turned back to him only to find him
mere inches from her. “You’re horrible. You don’t even know me, but you’ve
resorted to participating in some sort of evil joke on me. I just want to go
home…or wake up.”
“Your life as you
know it is over, Leah.”
“What are saying,
Remy? That I’m dead?”
“You’re not dead…not
quite. This is limbo…purgatory…the first circle of Hell. The most wretched
place on earth where you are sent to atone for your sins.”
About the Author:
Natalie-Nicole
Bates is a book reviewer and author. Her
passions in life include books and hockey along with Victorian and Edwardian
era photography and antique poison bottles. Natalie contributes her uncharacteristic
love of hockey to being born in Russia UK
Connect with Natalie-Nicole Bates
Twitter: https://twitter.com/BatesNatalie
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