all around her. They appear to watch her. She has been able to see angels from
birth, and while she is amused by this ability, she just wants a normal life
with friends, family, and good times. Why can she see angels? She doesn’t know,
but she believes the knowledge will change everything. Then she witnesses a
confrontation between a beautiful angel and a dark winged creature. The strange
event will signal the end of normal life.
instincts scream “NO!” Something is not right about the place. The hip new guy
in school, Earl, wants to date, but she is afraid he will disturb her circle of
friends, and there is something not right about him. Her parents aren’t doing
well together. And whatever strange plot is developing, her sister may be in
face. This is incredible, but when Jason Waters enters her life, she gets more
than she bargained for. Her strange ability complicates life on a whole new
level. Camille and Jason enter an exciting but forbidden relationship.
Camille as well. Which one is right for her? Are they both trying to possess
her for supernatural reasons?
but changes are leading up to some apocalyptic event.
Currently, she and her family live in Northern California in the foothills of
the Sierra Nevada
Mountains. Her education
is in drawing, painting, and writing. When she read her first romance novel at
age 16, she became a hopeless romantic.
Nephilim, and fallen angels into her fictional stories. Many of the
descriptions in her books reflect actual documentation found in religious
tomorrow. Life has its ups and downs, trials and tribulations, and Heaven and
Hell. She believes the bad times are a test to prove a person’s worth. Her
books reflect on that concept.
“I really want
to see you again, Cami, but I’m not sure about this. I’m not sure I can.” His
gaze is intense. There is no way for me to respond to that. I look down again.
He raises my
hand to his lips and kisses. Electricity travelsup my arm. How
can a kiss feel like that? Have we fallen in lovealready?“Why wouldn’t
you be able to see me again?” I finally have to ask.“Never mind,
just pretend I didn’t say that.”He is hiding
things from me, and I know what they are. Attraction is making me so weak that
I am tempted to tell him what I know. I have to fight it.His warm hand
is smooth on top and rough on the palm. My hand must seem cold to him. He can
hold my hand as long as he wants.He sighs and
kisses my hand again. “We better drive back to your car. I don’t want to keep
you out too late.” He sounds like a guy trying to avoid trouble.