THE CROSSING REALM SERIES – Sacrifice or salvation? A chosen psychic few may be both. As the city’s Keepers battle Betrayers to save the human race, all’s not fair in love and war.
THE KEEPER, CROSSING REALMS BOOK 1
by Rebecca E. Neely
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Nick Geary, jaded clan leader of human guardians, the Keepers, is doomed to love a human woman who’s forgotten him, time after time, for thirteen years: Libby Klink, a skittish accountant who’s as terrified of her recent and strange intuitions as she is of her mundane existence.
When Nick is ordered by the clan’s guiding force to seek Libby’s help in defending the clan against enemy Betrayers, romance sizzles as the pair forms an unlikely alliance in their desperate search to discover the key to the clan’s salvation—which Libby alone holds.
But a haunting secret could cost Nick everything, and in a race against time, both will be forced to choose between their hearts and duty. Can their love, and the clan survive, or will the very forces that drew them together ultimately destroy them?
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Gruffly he added, “The Watchers haven’t transmitted any Compulsions since Dev died. Until this morning. The Betrayers weren’t expecting it. I’m hoping that buys us some time.”
The Mustang ahead of him idled forward, and he gained painstaking inches. Still he waited, shifting in his seat, analyzing their situation.
Behind them, metal crashed into metal.
They jolted forward, their seatbelts locking them down as his truck lurched and skidded to the left.
“What the hell?” Nick twisted in his seat to see out the rear window.
Its front end wedged under his bumper, a Subaru station wagon sat motionless, steam hissing from its hood. A woman, black braids swinging in time with her steps, stalked past Libby’s window brandishing what looked like a hunting knife. “You cut me off two miles ago!” she yelled. She jammed it into one of the Mustang’s tires. “You’re gonna pay!”
Libby clutched the seat belt. “Road rage. Holy shit.”
“It’s not normal,” Nick muttered.
“What do you mean?” She blinked owlishly from behind her glasses. “You haven’t seen road rage in your line of work?”
“That’s not what concerns me. Hold on.” He jerked the wheel to the left. Glass cracked. Metal shrieked.
Libby gripped the ‘oh shit’ bar. “What are you doing?”
“Making our own lane. It’s time we moved on.”
The flagman waved wildly. Gunning it, he angled around the Mustang and flattened a trio of cones, clearing the way. He hit the gas, and the truck leapt up and over the median strip. He jammed on the brakes, waited until an eighteen wheeler passed, its horn blaring. Flooring it, he roared across two lanes of traffic. Cars swerved. Horns blasted. His adrenaline still pumping, he eased off the gas and fell in behind an SUV.
He glanced at Libby. “You can open your eyes now.”
She cracked one lid. “Where are we going?”
“Across town. Pittsburgh is the ‘City of Bridges.’ It’s out of our way, but it’ll get us there.”
She threw up a hand. “You want to tell me what that was all about?”
“No.” So much for buying time. “We have to get to the network.”
“You’re a guardian of humans. Shouldn’t you do something?”
He shook his head. “Can’t right now.”
“Betrayers?” She’d wrapped her arms around herself.
He glanced in his side view mirror as they passed the car in front of them. “No.”
“Well, what do they look like?”
Nick shelved his fears. She needed to know. And he needed to tell her. “Like you and me. And like Keepers, they’re as close to human as you can get. They’re everywhere our clans are. Except their groups are called broods.”
“How do you know they’re after you?”
All his grief, all his sorrow rose up and grabbed hold. “It’s like the air is suddenly stale,” he ground out. “Fear, angst, dread surrounds you, as thick as cobwebs.” He wiped a hand over his mouth. “That’s how.”
A sucker for a happy ending, Rebecca strives to write the kind of stories she loves to read—gritty, suspenseful and featuring authentic, edgy and vulnerable characters, smack dab in the middle of action that explodes from page one.
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