Julie Knight never really knew how much her life would change after the death of her father. Danger awaits... She returns home to find the town of Spring Place, GA is in a uproar over the horrific animal attacks. Daniel Maxwell, the handsome, dark and mysterious scientist and longtime family friend returns home for the funeral. He's not the same person Julie once knew. He's changed, but the love he has always had for Julie remains the same. She is what he has always wanted and needed. He would die and even kill for her. as a secret is revealed... The romance begins between the two and passions flare which opens a door for a secret to be revealed. It is here that Julie finds her new life in the arms of Daniel. and a new destiny awaits. The last of a thousand year old bloodline of Lycans (wolf shape-shifters) guard the mysterious wall at Ft Mountain against an evil and hideous group of werewolves. After an unsuspecting kidnapping of Daniel's sister, Julie finds herself immersed in a battle against these deadly creatures. A battle which might cost her the one she has grown to love.
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T.L. Mitchell now lives in Florida. Her love of reading paranormal romances has led her to begin her own series of wolf shape-shifter romance novels. In October 2009, Mitchell's website won the P&E Award of Excellence. Her works include Dark of kNight and Fall of kNight(Book 2 in the kNight Series) and The NightMan. Her future releases include a fantasy novel and a sci-fi romantic action novel.
In July 2010, Mitchell won her first writing contest with Silver Moon, a short horror story to be published in the Undead Nation Anthology by Zilyon Publishing. The net proceeds from the anthology are donated for cancer research.
That night I lay in the bed and could not sleep. Ignoring Daniel's words not to ponder on it was as if he had asked something of me I could not give him. My thoughts went from my dream, to the events of my father's death. I was envisioning a human-like wolf killing him and taking him from me. My father, who loved life more than anyone I had ever known. A man, who would give up his own life to protect and help others. Now he was gone. Just like that. No warning. No time to prepare. Not even to give me a chance to say, "I love you daddy" just one more time. My heart felt the crushing pain now. The box had come undone. Hot tears were now running down my face. He was my friend, I thought as I sat up in the bed. Whenever I had a problem, I could always run to him and he would be there. Now, I had no one. The pain erupted like a volcano through my mouth. I slapped my hand across my open mouth to try to stifle the mournful cry that had come out. My tears were running like a river down my face. I wrapped my arms around myself and rocked back and forth, trying to silence the grief inside. No one else needed to join in with me. This party was all mine. I grieved for the loss of my father's love, for the loss that had been taken from me. He was the only one I had ever had. I knew the Maxwell's had considered me family, and they were close enough to me that I felt they were. Nevertheless, still, it was my daddy.
Another burst of air came from my throat. I slapped my hand across my mouth again, trying to hide the noise. I turned quickly, and hid my face in the pillow. I wanted to scream, but I was afraid to wake the whole house. In the midst of my continuum of pain, I felt something warm moving on my back. Startled I jumped and pulled my head from the pillow. As I raised my head up, I could feel the weight of a body against mine. The soft whisper in my ear, "Its okay. Come here." Daniel`s soft voice whispered in the dark.
Without another word, I could feel his strong arms pulling me to his body. He pulled my arm around his neck where my head buried into his chest. Wrapping his arms around me tightly, he began to rock me gently as I cried. No longer could I contain the pain in normal doses. The sorrowful whales that came from deep within me were now muffled on his chest. His hand went up to the back of my head and held me to him. Constantly whispering softly in my ear, cooing words, I could not make out. The softness in his voice brought out more of the pain.
The box I had clung so tightly to seem to be a depth of unmentionable sorrow that just flooded my soul. No one could imagine but me, the pain I was feeling at this point. All dignity was lost. I was lost in a sea of emotions all at once, being tossed back and forth by a raging storm that threatened life itself. Bearing down on all that I knew, now taking the ragged ship to the bottom depths of the ocean, never to be found again. Still, somewhere, there was hope this storm which raged and whaled out of me would be over soon. A voice as soft as an angel's whispered into my ears, leading me to a light out of the darkest of storms. Directing me to a brightness that my eyes could not see. Delivering me from the hands of hell that gripped my heart.
Like a fierce storm it was, it had come and was now gone. There were no more tears. There was no more pain. The contents of the box had been poured out. All that was left was an empty box. The sniffles that I now tried to retract came slowly. Even slower. The smooth hand that now was brushing my hair from my face was soothing my soul. My eyelids felt heavier with each smooth stroke of his fingertips against my skin. Slowly, my eyes closed and the storm was over. I drifted, drifted towards the safeness of the seashore. At last, I was safe.
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Book Description kNight Romance Publishing, 2010. Paperback. Book Condition: Used: Good. A used book showing typical signs of wear. May be withdrawn library item. May have minimal highlighting or other interior markings. Bookseller Inventory # 170318097
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