A captivating reincarnation romance of redemption and forgiveness.Distressed by her mixed emotions, Holly schedules an appointment for a reading with a psychic medium, where she discovers her adulterous past lives and their tragic consequences. Holly learns to do her own past life regression through self-hypnosis and uncovers not only lives that she shared with James and Charlie, but how the other people in her present life have been with her in the past—the threads of their lives interwoven for centuries. Holly is stunned by recurring themes and the issues of karmic justice that need to be addressed.
“Tough Karma - A Race Against Time took my preconceived idea and previous experience of Paranormal Romance, rolled it into a tight little ball and slam dunked it in the bin of old experiences.” The International Review of BooksWhen Mike, a college friend of Bryce’s, stops by to visit, Amber senses a deadly secret behind his nice guy persona. She has a frightening dream that Mike is trying to kill her and recurring sleepwalking episodes where she draws detailed pictures of him torturing her. Deeply troubled, Bryce uses his ability to astral travel to investigate Mike and uncover his terrifying past.
Luke awakened before Rogue greeted the day, and noticed that Nina’s side of the bed was empty ... She’s probably in the bathroom. He thought how lonely it was to wake without her lovely, warm body pressed close to his. He glanced toward the bathroom and the door was open and the light turned off ... Maybe she’s in the kitchen. He listened for sounds, expecting to hear soft footsteps in the hall or faint noises from the kitchen ... nothing. Something felt wrong. Getting out of bed, he walked toward the kitchen. It was empty and dark except for a nightlight near the stove. His apprehension grew stronger, the entire house was eerily silent ... I better find her asleep on the lounger. Entering the sunroom he turned on the light and saw her lying on the
chaise lounge, dead. Her throat was slit and blood pooled on the area rug and hardwood floor.
“No! This can’t be happening, I’m dreaming!” he declared, rushing over to the lounger. Seeing her pale, lifeless body and vacant eyes staring up into nowhere was terrifying, and he convinced himself it had to be a lucid dream. “I know I’m dreaming, wake up!” he said to himself. Not being able to wake from what he thought was just a dream, he knelt down and touched her blood with the tip of his finger. He’d seen and touched enough blood in his life to know that this wasn’t fake.
“This isn’t real, this can’t be real! Who did this to you?” he sobbed, and for the first time in his life felt completely, utterly helpless and traumatized. Tears rolled down his face, he could barely breathe, and his stomach indicated he was going to vomit. He forced himself not to spill his guts, and even though her cold, dead body was lying in front of him, it still didn’t feel real. His emotional anguish and pain were acute, yet his mind kept telling him that this whole situation was wrong. Pinching and slapping himself hard, he tried desperately to awaken from this horrific nightmare. Something whispered to him in the back of his mind, something he should know, yet couldn’t remember what it was. The one word which came to him was “snow.” Even though it was still dark outside, he could see that there was no snow on the ground and no white flakes were falling from the sky. I’ve got to call the police ... Doing his best to remain rational, he began walking to the bedroom to get his phone when he heard pounding on the front door and a man’s voice shouting, “POLICE, OPEN UP!”
Clad in just his boxer shorts, he opened the door to find three cops and four patrol cars with their lights flashing so bright he was momentarily blinded.
“I’m glad you’re here, I was just going to ...” Luke wasn’t able to finish his sentence before the officer interrupted and another one slapped handcuffs on him.
“Luke Decker, you’re under arrest for the murder of Nina Perotti. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you
understand the rights I have just read to you?”
“Yes,” he replied between gritted teeth, growing angrier by the second.
“With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?”
“I DIDN’T KILL HER! I LOVE HER!” Luke yelled at the top of his lungs. “I’M ALMOST NAKED, BAREFOOT, AND IT’S FUCKING COLD OUT HERE!”
“You shouldn’t have killed her then,” the officer calmly replied as he and another officer led Luke to a patrol car.
He was losing control, something which was normally second nature to him and that he had cultivated throughout his life. He fought to hold his tongue as they guided him into the backseat of the police car ... How do they know my name? He observed that the officers were
dressed in black from head to toe, wearing tall cowboy hats, cowboy boots, and each one was carrying and wearing their own personal arsenal of guns and ammunition. Once he was situated in the back seat, the officer pressed on the gas pedal and they went flying into an abyss.
Laura Simmons grew up in northern Virginia and spent most of her career working for various Department of Defense contractors in the Washington, DC area. She has a fascination with all things metaphysical and mysterious. She enjoys adult coloring books, writing, jigsaw puzzles, arts and crafts, and vacationing at the beach. 
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Sounds like a good series.
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DeleteThe excerpt sounds like a good read.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I hope you get a chance to read it!
ReplyDeleteSounds like an interesting series.
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