Seventeen-year-old Raine Cooper has enough on her plate dealing with her fathers disappearance, her mother s erratic behavior and the possibility of her boyfriend relocating. The last thing she needs is Torin St. James a mysterious new neighbor with a wicked smile and uncanny way of reading her. Raine is drawn to Torin s dark sexiness against her better judgment, until he saves her life with weird marks and she realizes he is different. But by healing her, Torin changes something inside Raine. Now she can t stop thinking about him. Half the time, she s not sure whether to fall into his arms or run. Scared, she sets out to find out what Torin is. But the closer she gets to the truth the more she uncovers something sinister about him. What Torin is goes back to an ancient mythology and Raine is somehow part of it. Not only is she and her friends in danger, she must choose a side, but the wrong choice will cost Raine her life.
Ednah is the author of The Guardian Legacy series, a YA fantasy series about children of the fallen angels, who fight demons and protect mankind. AWAKENED, the prequel was released in September 2010 with rave reviews. BETRAYED, book one in the series was released by her new publisher Spencer Hill Press in June 2012 and HUNTED, the third installment, will be released April 2013. She s working on the next book in the series, FORGOTTEN. Ednah also writes New Adult paranormal romance. RUNES is the first book in her new series. She is presently working on book 2, IMMORTALS. Under the pseudonym E. B. Walters, Ednah writes contemporary romance. SLOW BURN, the first contemporary romance with suspense, was released in April 2011. It is the first book in the Fitzgerald family series. Since then she has published four more books in this series. She's presently working on book six. You can visit her on her websites, Facebook, twitter, ya-twitter, Google-plus, and RomanceBlog, YAblog.
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“You okay?” I yelled, running toward her car. She jumped out of her car and stared at her neighbor’s mailbox in horror. It looked like a road kill, the mail spilled all over the ground. “That looks bad.”
“You think?” she retorted.
I chuckled. “From that snarky comment, you must be okay.”
When she started collecting the mail, I squatted and helped her. Her hair was in a ponytail and I found myself studying the fine hair at the base of her neck. Once again, an insane urge to reach out and stroke her skin surprised me. She had freckles on her nape.
I dragged my eyes from her neck when she turned. Instead of looking up at me, which wasn’t a bad thing because I was sure my lustful thoughts were written all over my face, she stared at my chest and abs, reminding me I was still shirtless. My muscles tensed. Her gaze on me felt like a physical touch, which was equally bad.
“My face is up here, Freckles.”
Her eyes flew to mine, and she blushed. “I, uh, I was just leaving to go to swim practice and… and...”
“I distracted you. Sorry about that.”
I cocked my eyebrows, getting some perverse pleasure from the fact that she couldn’t take her eyes off me. “Didn’t what?”
“Distract me,” she snapped and snatched the mail in my hands. “Thanks. I was checking my text messages when I should have been paying attention to where I was going.”
Liar. But I didn’t call her out though. I liked seeing her flustered, but I hated seeing her vulnerable. Knocking down her neighbor’s mailbox had rattled her. It made me want to hug her and reassure her everything would be okay.
When she started toward the driver’s seat, I said, “Aren’t you going to tell them you hit their mailbox? I mean, it’s against the law to flee a crime scene and all that.”
She glared. “I will talk to them when they come home from work. For now, I plan on leaving them a note. Not that it’s any of your business.” She disappeared inside her car.
“I could explain to them what happened if you’d like,” I offered. “You know, share the responsibility. After all, I did distract you.”
She didn’t respond right away. Instead she stood and cut me a look that would have shriveled a lesser guy. “I don’t need your help.”
“Actually, you do.”
“No, I don’t.” She turned and marched away. I grinned when she threw me another killer glance. She was ice and fire, innocence and seductive charm. Somehow, I doubted that she knew how fascinating she was.
I walked to the mailbox, touched the surface and studied the damage. Runes should fix this in seconds, but would Raine let me help. Her car had scratches too. For the first time in centuries, I wanted to tell a Mortal about who I was. It didn’t matter that I barely knew her. Something about her called to me at a fundamental level. It defied description. It was illogical. Unfortunately, if I dared to reveal who I was, the council would give me a one way ticket to Hel. One time on Hel duty was enough.
Thoughts so far...
I'm really enjoying Runes so far. Not that that fact is surprising to me, as I've loved everything Ednah has written before this. Ednah has an amazing way of telling stories and really capturing her audience's attention. I look forward to finishing the story and seeing what else Ednah has in store for this great group of characters.
I would definitely recommend Runes if you like Ednah's other work, especially her Guardians series.
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