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. She currently resides in the UK
where she is working on her next book and adding to her collection of 19th
century post-mortem photos.
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Giveaway Info:
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Prize is a $15 Amazon Gift Card. Contest is tour-wide, open internationally and ends Mar 25. Must be 18 years of age or older to enter.
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