Silent Night (Book of Dreams No. 2)

by Bridgette O'Hare

Genres: New Adult & College; Paranormal; Christian Fantasy; Paranormal Romance; YA Fantasy; YA Paranormal; slow burn; paranormal fantasy; ya romance; clean; pnr; ya paranormal

Synopsis

They say a good book can change your life. For Halle Michaels, it might just end it.

When an old, tattered book shows up on Halle’s doorstep containing undeciphered messages, it brings with it a surge of mysterious incidents, sinister voices, and a code only she understands. A code that could lead to the secrets her father left behind and enemies she never knew existed.

Now, forced to confront a past filled with mysteries and deceptions, Halle realizes the book not only holds the key to uncovering these secrets but has the power to destroy everything.

Release date: December 15, 2014

Publisher: Cloverhouse Publishing

Sample

The whisper grew louder, repeating a phrase over and over in a language she didn’t understand.

An icy charge struck her as she turned slowly to find the hint of a sinister silhouette moving toward her through the fog. Déjà vu slammed into her like a brick wall as the familiar scene played out before her eyes. She stood paralyzed, waiting for the next moment. The one that had never arrived in her dream. A moment she was suddenly sure could be her last. Closing her eyes, she began to repeat the only words she could manage to form in her terrified mind. Help me. God. Where are you? I need you. Do something. Her thoughts raced. Her mind cried out what her voice couldn’t. Eyes squeezed tight, she listened, waiting for the footsteps to get closer, but they stopped.

She wasn’t sure how many times she had repeated the prayer when the agonizing screeches began. Hesitating to open her eyes, expecting it to be her final act, she gave in to morbid curiosity and discovered she was alone. The dark figure that had hunted her through the alley was nowhere to be seen. But what was that tormented noise in the shadows?

A blinding flash of blue light, followed by another bellow of pain echoed from the dark recesses of the alleyway. Everything went white, then pitch black. Her instinct said run, but she stood there, still unable to move, still unable to see. Where do the blind run to anyway?

Before she could take a breath and try to gain some semblance of control, someone, or something, had her and they were moving at a speed that churned everything inside her. Her last thought before everything went cold, she prayed death would at least come quickly...