FOUR TIMES BROKEN (A Burdened Novel – Book 1)
When Tracey’s life spirals out of control, who will help her pick up the pieces?
Tracey Warren’s last year of high school is mapped out: stay focused,
graduate in a few months, and get the hell out of Bennington, Virginia.
The finish line is in plain sight and everything is going according to
plan. Until a car accident sends her plans spiraling out of control.
After a chance encounter with a diabolically handsome stranger, she
is left with questions that only Nathan Newcomb can give her the answers
to. But being around him makes her head spin and being away from him
makes an unbearable pain consume her.
There is only one cure, and being the girl mated to a Burdened
Sephlem won’t be an easy road. It will be destined for chaos, but
Nathan’s magnetism draws Tracey in, and she can’t resist him. Once they
are bonded, danger lurks around every darkened corner, and the greatest
one may be coursing through the bloodlines running through Nathan’s
veins.
Can their love survive or will their burdened souls surrender and fade away?
Tracey Warren’s last year of high school is mapped out: stay focused,
graduate in a few months, and get the hell out of Bennington, Virginia.
The finish line is in plain sight and everything is going according to
plan. Until a car accident sends her plans spiraling out of control.
After a chance encounter with a diabolically handsome stranger, she
is left with questions that only Nathan Newcomb can give her the answers
to. But being around him makes her head spin and being away from him
makes an unbearable pain consume her.
There is only one cure, and being the girl mated to a Burdened
Sephlem won’t be an easy road. It will be destined for chaos, but
Nathan’s magnetism draws Tracey in, and she can’t resist him. Once they
are bonded, danger lurks around every darkened corner, and the greatest
one may be coursing through the bloodlines running through Nathan’s
veins.
Can their love survive or will their burdened souls surrender and fade away?
THREE TIMES TORN (A Burdened Novel – Book 2)
Tracey’s fun and free life has taken a nefarious turn. Since
releasing her heart to Nathan, the repercussions for choosing to love a
Burdened Sephlem have been deadly, daunting, and more dangerous than she
ever predicted.
If life only allowed her a moment to breathe, to break away from her
tainted father and chaotic friend, the injurious bonding may be easier.
But there are sentiments rushing through her veins that is twisting her
through a whirlwind of bliss and chaos. And a breath of fresh air only
resides in one place. . . Until he’s changed. . .
Someone who lives to destroy Tracey’s mate, Nathan, has the perfect
concoction for tragedy and Tracey is his primary ingredient. Influenced
by the sinister intentions of Roehl, Nathan’s half-brother, Tracey’s
outlook on her bond has faltered. She will be required to choose again,
and all signs point in the wrong direction; for her and her friend.
We’ve made it onto Lunis’ radar. A full-blooded Sephlem who’s driven
by torturing others. He claims he’s owed a debt and Nathan will do
anything to protect his family from him. He’ll put his life on the line
if needed, and Lunis guarantees he will take it. This threat seems far
more likely to succeed when we invade his guardhouse to rescue Olar.
Can bonds tied to the soul be broken, or will a Burdened Sephlem have to bare his soul to keep his mate?
TWO TIMES SLAIN (A Burdened Novel Book 3)
Loyalty, deception, honesty, and death.
These factors in Tracey’s life have taken her from an innocent
teenager to a strong-minded young adult when she took the leap that no
human or Sephlem would dare to. And while none of the promised perils
have materialized, her strength has yet to be tested. Now, the secrets
behind the midnight eyes of her mate have started to come to light, and
this unbalanced truth affects her, her parents, and what’s left of her
friends.
When her mate’s mother gets abducted and everyone leaves to find her,
Tracey’s left to fend for herself. She finds peace in finally being
alone without the bond of her mate overwhelming her and revels in a
freedom that she has tried to obtain since mating. But it is short
lived. She wakes, bound and blindfolded, awaiting a torturous greeting
from an unlikely foe… Someone who has an appetite for vengeance.
The Burdened has rule over Nathan and his life. The more he fights
it, it prevails. But rescuing his mate and his mother is a dead cert,
and Nathan will destroy anything and anyone who stands in his way.
A prophecy has set the fate of Nathan and Tracey’s relationship and
the Sephlem race—their union more significant than either realizes. As
the future unfolds and their love is tested, will it endure the deepest
pain of their loss?
Love has found its match.
These factors in Tracey’s life have taken her from an innocent
teenager to a strong-minded young adult when she took the leap that no
human or Sephlem would dare to. And while none of the promised perils
have materialized, her strength has yet to be tested. Now, the secrets
behind the midnight eyes of her mate have started to come to light, and
this unbalanced truth affects her, her parents, and what’s left of her
friends.
When her mate’s mother gets abducted and everyone leaves to find her,
Tracey’s left to fend for herself. She finds peace in finally being
alone without the bond of her mate overwhelming her and revels in a
freedom that she has tried to obtain since mating. But it is short
lived. She wakes, bound and blindfolded, awaiting a torturous greeting
from an unlikely foe… Someone who has an appetite for vengeance.
The Burdened has rule over Nathan and his life. The more he fights
it, it prevails. But rescuing his mate and his mother is a dead cert,
and Nathan will destroy anything and anyone who stands in his way.
A prophecy has set the fate of Nathan and Tracey’s relationship and
the Sephlem race—their union more significant than either realizes. As
the future unfolds and their love is tested, will it endure the deepest
pain of their loss?
Love has found its match.
ONCE TIME PASSED (A Burden Novel Book 4)
Loyalty, deception, honesty, and death.
These factors in Tracey’s life have taken her from an innocent
teenager to a strong-minded young adult when she took the leap that no
human or Sephlem would dare to. And while none of the promised perils
have materialized, her strength has yet to be tested. Now, the secrets
behind the midnight eyes of her mate have started to come to light, and
this unbalanced truth affects her, her parents, and what’s left of her
friends.
When her mate’s mother gets abducted and everyone leaves to find her,
Tracey’s left to fend for herself. She finds peace in finally being
alone without the bond of her mate overwhelming her and revels in a
freedom that she has tried to obtain since mating. But it is short
lived. She wakes, bound and blindfolded, awaiting a torturous greeting
from an unlikely foe… Someone who has an appetite for vengeance.
The Burdened has rule over Nathan and his life. The more he fights
it, it prevails. But rescuing his mate and his mother is a dead cert,
and Nathan will destroy anything and anyone who stands in his way.
A prophecy has set the fate of Nathan and Tracey’s relationship and
the Sephlem race—their union more significant than either realizes. As
the future unfolds and their love is tested, will it endure the deepest
pain of their loss?
Love has found its match.
______________________
I flick my
enamored gaze back onto the black-and-white tiles, cheeks on fire. Crap!
He probably thinks I’m like the floozies from earlier, stupefied by a cute
smile and well-lined beard.
enamored gaze back onto the black-and-white tiles, cheeks on fire. Crap!
He probably thinks I’m like the floozies from earlier, stupefied by a cute
smile and well-lined beard.
And to make it
worse, he cackles, head falling forward, having a few strands of his hair fall
onto his forehead.
worse, he cackles, head falling forward, having a few strands of his hair fall
onto his forehead.
I snort, hating
I’ve become his amusement today.
I’ve become his amusement today.
There’s
cautiousness in his movement when he drags his hands from his pockets and
approaches me. “Let me help you,” he drones. His reach is precarious, but when
he latches onto my waist, his grasp is steady. I’m ambushed by a plethora of
sensations from the contact; my heart stutters and my breaths rush from my lungs
as he lifts me off the bed.
cautiousness in his movement when he drags his hands from his pockets and
approaches me. “Let me help you,” he drones. His reach is precarious, but when
he latches onto my waist, his grasp is steady. I’m ambushed by a plethora of
sensations from the contact; my heart stutters and my breaths rush from my lungs
as he lifts me off the bed.
“Thanks,” I
mutter, meeting his eyes. Which, is something I’ve been trying to avoid since I
had passed out.
mutter, meeting his eyes. Which, is something I’ve been trying to avoid since I
had passed out.
They take me
in, and the hazel-brown swirls. I stare in awe as liquid emerald blends with
milk chocolate.
in, and the hazel-brown swirls. I stare in awe as liquid emerald blends with
milk chocolate.
He blinks and
backs away, releasing his hold. I didn’t notice how aware I was of his hands
being on me until they fall away, an immersing sense of comfort and warmth
going with them.
backs away, releasing his hold. I didn’t notice how aware I was of his hands
being on me until they fall away, an immersing sense of comfort and warmth
going with them.
“Let’s go. It’s
getting late; you need to get home.” His rigid, deepened voice differs from the
discerning one he used only moments ago.
getting late; you need to get home.” His rigid, deepened voice differs from the
discerning one he used only moments ago.
“Um,” I mumble.
He lifts his
gaze and looks past my shoulder toward the doorway, eyes brown again.
gaze and looks past my shoulder toward the doorway, eyes brown again.
My eyes narrow
and I point to his face. “That’s different.”
and I point to his face. “That’s different.”
“I know,” he
says. “It’s also a pain in my ass.” He sweeps his hand toward the door.
says. “It’s also a pain in my ass.” He sweeps his hand toward the door.
Not wanting to
pry, I shrug and walk out of the room.
pry, I shrug and walk out of the room.
“Hi, Mrs.
Waturstrom,” I greet the woman behind the nurse’s desk. “I’m a little better,
but my head still hurts. May I have something for my headache that’ll tide me
over until I get home, please?”
Waturstrom,” I greet the woman behind the nurse’s desk. “I’m a little better,
but my head still hurts. May I have something for my headache that’ll tide me
over until I get home, please?”
“Of course,
Tracey. Nice to see you’re okay. I’ll give you a Tylenol for your pain and a
bottle of water. Wait there a moment,” she adds, turning away to her cabinet of
pain-relieving goodies. Our school nurse is a nice little lady whose smooth
skin and perfect posture is a compliment to her age. She says it is because her
late husband kept her young. He passed away a year or so ago, and it’s
noticeable his passing broke her heart. She lost the spring in her step. Now, she’s
the basic happy nurse, keeping a smile on and speaking with a slight hint of
excitement but it’s not from her heart. If it weren’t for the small,
tear-shaped scar under her right eye, she’d be flawless for her age.
Tracey. Nice to see you’re okay. I’ll give you a Tylenol for your pain and a
bottle of water. Wait there a moment,” she adds, turning away to her cabinet of
pain-relieving goodies. Our school nurse is a nice little lady whose smooth
skin and perfect posture is a compliment to her age. She says it is because her
late husband kept her young. He passed away a year or so ago, and it’s
noticeable his passing broke her heart. She lost the spring in her step. Now, she’s
the basic happy nurse, keeping a smile on and speaking with a slight hint of
excitement but it’s not from her heart. If it weren’t for the small,
tear-shaped scar under her right eye, she’d be flawless for her age.
I rest against
the counter. “Thank you.”
the counter. “Thank you.”
“Now, Tracey.
I’m not trying to meddle, but sometimes I can’t help myself.” Mrs. Waturstrom
examines the label of a pill bottle and continues, “Are you two dating?”
I’m not trying to meddle, but sometimes I can’t help myself.” Mrs. Waturstrom
examines the label of a pill bottle and continues, “Are you two dating?”
My eyes bulge.
I hurry to sober them, knowing he can see my expression with him only being a
foot away. “No, ma’am. I don’t even know him,” I hurry to say, wanting to clear
up any confusion. “There was an accident.”
I hurry to sober them, knowing he can see my expression with him only being a
foot away. “No, ma’am. I don’t even know him,” I hurry to say, wanting to clear
up any confusion. “There was an accident.”
“Oh!” she gasps as if my denial of our
involvement is unbelievable. “I’m sorry, dear. I thought, well, with the way he
carried you in here and his concern over you being well. That boy even fell
asleep in that hard chair, waiting for you to wake up.”
involvement is unbelievable. “I’m sorry, dear. I thought, well, with the way he
carried you in here and his concern over you being well. That boy even fell
asleep in that hard chair, waiting for you to wake up.”
Felisha Antonette writes young adult and new adult romance,
paranormal and contemporary, sweet and sexy. There’s a little bit of
something for everyone! She cares most for the enjoyment of her readers
and loves making others happy may it be through her stories,
encouragement, or volunteering. When she’s not writing and ‘momming’
she’s a team leader for kiddos and teens at her church (Cornerstone –
Chandler, AZ), working out at the gym, binging on a Netflix series, or
trying to defeat Mr. King Dice in Cuphead with her daughter Namia!
Website: www.felishaantonette.com
Twitter: www.twitter.com/peiriann
Facebook: www.facebook.com/feeantonette
paranormal and contemporary, sweet and sexy. There’s a little bit of
something for everyone! She cares most for the enjoyment of her readers
and loves making others happy may it be through her stories,
encouragement, or volunteering. When she’s not writing and ‘momming’
she’s a team leader for kiddos and teens at her church (Cornerstone –
Chandler, AZ), working out at the gym, binging on a Netflix series, or
trying to defeat Mr. King Dice in Cuphead with her daughter Namia!
Website: www.felishaantonette.com
Twitter: www.twitter.com/peiriann
Facebook: www.facebook.com/feeantonette
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