Description:
For P.J. Stone, being a “Seer” who has never seen anything is less than fun. And P.J. isn’t known for her patience.
To make matters worse, she must choose a suitable mate to continue the Seer bloodline. Duty always comes before her heart…at least that’s what her parents taught her. When she finds herself wanting someone who is considered off-limits, P.J. is forced to question everything she believes.
As if navigating her love life isn’t complicated enough, P.J. finally receives a vision—of a threat to her world that only she can perceive. But no one will believe a fledgling Seer’s warnings. With nowhere else to turn, she may decide to trust a stranger with her life, her world, and maybe even her heart.
To make matters worse, she must choose a suitable mate to continue the Seer bloodline. Duty always comes before her heart…at least that’s what her parents taught her. When she finds herself wanting someone who is considered off-limits, P.J. is forced to question everything she believes.
As if navigating her love life isn’t complicated enough, P.J. finally receives a vision—of a threat to her world that only she can perceive. But no one will believe a fledgling Seer’s warnings. With nowhere else to turn, she may decide to trust a stranger with her life, her world, and maybe even her heart.
Excerpt:
“Rise and shine,
my little Seer.” Khol’s raspy voice echoed through my mind.
“No. Go away,” I
grumbled, pulling my pillow over my head. But pillows only buffer against noise
on the outside of your head, so there was no escape for me.
“You agreed to
get back to your life starting today if I left you alone last night. I did, and
now you are.”
“I changed my
mind.”
“I can come in
person to wake you up if you would like.” I could hear the smile in his voice.
I lay there for another couple of moments. I’m really not sure how long it was
before I started to doze again, the threat of Khol coming in person temporarily
forgotten—until my pillow was snatched from my grasp.
“Hey!” I
exclaimed, seeing Khol standing beside my bed with my pillow in his hands. His
tall frame seemed to take up more space in the light of day, and his dark
auburn hair looked like fire in the morning sun. His mere physical presence in
the same room as me still caused my body to shiver with excitement. Damn . .
. not good.
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About the author:
D.T. Dyllin was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (Black & Gold for life, baby!) And now she lives in Nashville, Tennessee, with her husband and two very spoiled GSDs.
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