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Supporting our fighting
men and women, and the
sacrifices they make.
Come home safe!
men and women, and the
sacrifices they make.
Come home safe!
He saddled Topaz awkwardly, before Cain’s loud barking drew his
attention. An avalanche of water hit the barn’s shingled roof, and Peter
froze as icy realization dropped through his stomach. Dear God, this was
no small thundershower. The boom of thunder that followed shook the
entire building, and lightning spiked so close he heard it crack one of the
trees in the orchard as the scent of ozone filled the air.
Someone will die. The gleeful voice of the demon prickled his brain
with dread. Hope was caught out in this! Panic gripped him, and he
turned, too fast. His right knee buckled as pain ripped through his head
and seared his eyes. With a cry of surprise and agony, he grabbed for the
edge of the stall, gripping it for dear life as he swayed under the force of
the demon’s assault. Images of a falling bird, its feathers aflame… of
Hope, blood streaming from a bullet hole in her temple, underscored by
sinister laughter, burned into his vision, and a terror unlike any he’d ever
known seized Peter so hard he shook with its violence.
From Hope of Heaven
"Esther Mitchell...pens believable players and a fantastic
adventure story. "
adventure story. "
Cherokee, Coffeetime Romances
“Ms. Mitchell proves that she can give John Grisham and
Nora Roberts a run for their money.”
Nora Roberts a run for their money.”
Belle Dessler, eCataRomance Reviews
Darkness surrounds us. We see it in the crimes that are committed,
the terrors that stalk not just our nightmares, but our waking lives as
well.
But from the darkness comes the purest light: that of hope, love, and
the desire for peace and freedom. From our most terrifying nightmares
are born the most fervent desire and enduring love.
So take a walk in the dark side of passion, fear, and the supernatural.
Find your deepest desires, and release the magic within....
the terrors that stalk not just our nightmares, but our waking lives as
well.
But from the darkness comes the purest light: that of hope, love, and
the desire for peace and freedom. From our most terrifying nightmares
are born the most fervent desire and enduring love.
So take a walk in the dark side of passion, fear, and the supernatural.
Find your deepest desires, and release the magic within....
A rumble, off in the distance, brought Peter’s
attention from his memories as his eyes
moved to the quickly-darkening sky overhead.
A storm rolled in, fast. Peter straightened,
concern flitting through him.
The river. She’s gone to the river.
His pulse jumped in panic. Cleary River
became swift and dangerous whenever it
rained. Images of Hope swept away in the
roaring tumult flooded his mind. Peter fought
them the way Hope taught him. He drew
deep, cleansing breaths and told himself to
calm down. He had to trust Hope. She was
an intelligent, capable woman and an
accomplished rider. She’d know better than
to go near the storm-swollen river.
She was angry.
Fear clenched in his gut and propelled him
toward the barn.
attention from his memories as his eyes
moved to the quickly-darkening sky overhead.
A storm rolled in, fast. Peter straightened,
concern flitting through him.
The river. She’s gone to the river.
His pulse jumped in panic. Cleary River
became swift and dangerous whenever it
rained. Images of Hope swept away in the
roaring tumult flooded his mind. Peter fought
them the way Hope taught him. He drew
deep, cleansing breaths and told himself to
calm down. He had to trust Hope. She was
an intelligent, capable woman and an
accomplished rider. She’d know better than
to go near the storm-swollen river.
She was angry.
Fear clenched in his gut and propelled him
toward the barn.
