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The Messenger by Pamela DuMond
(Mortal Beloved #1)
Publication date: December 26th 2013
Genres: Time-Travel, Young Adult
(Mortal Beloved #1)
Publication date: December 26th 2013
Genres: Time-Travel, Young Adult
Synopsis:
“All the excitement of OUTLANDER if it was a YA series.”
THE MESSENGER is optioned for film/TV.
Sixteen-year-old Madeline’s meant to fall in love with Samuel in every lifetime. But she meets him for the first time when she accidentally time travels into the past—hundreds of years before she’s even born.
Their relationship is forbidden—Samuel’s half Native, Madeline’s white. Every rendezvous they share must be secret. Each moment they spend together tempts the odds that they’ll be discovered and brutally punished. But their love is fated—and they must risk it all.
Danger intensifies when Madeline learns she’s in the past not only to fall in love, but also to claim her birth right as a Messenger—a soul who can slip through time’s fabric at will. She can bring messages that change one life or even save many.
Deadly Hunters, dark-souled time travelers, crave Madeline’s powers and seek to seduce or kill her. Can Madeline find her way back to the future in time to save herself and Samuel?
Continue reading Madeline and Samuel’s romantic saga in…
The Assassin (Mortal Beloved, Book 2) — publishing early 2015.
The Seeker (Mortal Beloved, Book 3) — publishing fall 2015.
THE MESSENGER is optioned for film/TV.
Sixteen-year-old Madeline’s meant to fall in love with Samuel in every lifetime. But she meets him for the first time when she accidentally time travels into the past—hundreds of years before she’s even born.
Their relationship is forbidden—Samuel’s half Native, Madeline’s white. Every rendezvous they share must be secret. Each moment they spend together tempts the odds that they’ll be discovered and brutally punished. But their love is fated—and they must risk it all.
Danger intensifies when Madeline learns she’s in the past not only to fall in love, but also to claim her birth right as a Messenger—a soul who can slip through time’s fabric at will. She can bring messages that change one life or even save many.
Deadly Hunters, dark-souled time travelers, crave Madeline’s powers and seek to seduce or kill her. Can Madeline find her way back to the future in time to save herself and Samuel?
Continue reading Madeline and Samuel’s romantic saga in…
The Assassin (Mortal Beloved, Book 2) — publishing early 2015.
The Seeker (Mortal Beloved, Book 3) — publishing fall 2015.
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Excerpt:
Tobias squatted next to an enormous boulder resting half in a pond’s waters, and half on its shore.
I ducked behind a large tree trunk, and pushed one hand onto my chest, trying to force my anxious heart to still. I swear it pounded like ceremonial drums. I silently prayed, ‘Please God, make my heart stop beating so flippin’ loudly before it gives me away.’
Tobias’s head swiveled in my direction. Did he see me? If so my spy days were over. He’d race to my side, and confront me. I didn’t think we’d politely discuss why I was following him. Especially not with me wearing a Native American, Rambo-esque disguise.
The moon flitted out from under the clouds, and the sounds of the rushing river, and thundering cadence of the waterfall in the distance, filled the forest. Tobias’s eyes narrowed as he looked away from where I hid, surveyed the land around him, then tilted his head back, closed his eyes and I swear; he sniffed the air.
I heard an animal cry in the near distance, but suspected that the call was made by a human to signal Tobias. He jogged, skirting the edges of the pond, and headed toward the cliffs that lay between the pond, and the river leading to the waterfall. I struggled to breathe quietly.
Tobias ran into an opening in the rocks, that led to the caves; a perfect place to meet someone in secret.
I kept low to the ground, raced to the boulder, and crouched behind it. I would wait here. I leaned back against it, and my feet sunk into the wet, pebble-filled sand. A paper-thin layer of ice grew on the pond’s surface.
The wind whipped up, and howled, as it ricocheted across the boulders. I don’t know how many minutes passed. My cheeks and earlobes stung. I shivered, hugged myself, and realized my breath was now visible in short, smoky puffs in front of my face.
When someone grabbed me around the throat from behind, ripped the rag off my head, and latched onto my hair.
My neck whiplashed, and my head bounced back. I screamed, but a large, rough hand clamped over my mouth.
“Hello, Madeline,” Tobias said.
I ducked behind a large tree trunk, and pushed one hand onto my chest, trying to force my anxious heart to still. I swear it pounded like ceremonial drums. I silently prayed, ‘Please God, make my heart stop beating so flippin’ loudly before it gives me away.’
Tobias’s head swiveled in my direction. Did he see me? If so my spy days were over. He’d race to my side, and confront me. I didn’t think we’d politely discuss why I was following him. Especially not with me wearing a Native American, Rambo-esque disguise.
The moon flitted out from under the clouds, and the sounds of the rushing river, and thundering cadence of the waterfall in the distance, filled the forest. Tobias’s eyes narrowed as he looked away from where I hid, surveyed the land around him, then tilted his head back, closed his eyes and I swear; he sniffed the air.
I heard an animal cry in the near distance, but suspected that the call was made by a human to signal Tobias. He jogged, skirting the edges of the pond, and headed toward the cliffs that lay between the pond, and the river leading to the waterfall. I struggled to breathe quietly.
Tobias ran into an opening in the rocks, that led to the caves; a perfect place to meet someone in secret.
I kept low to the ground, raced to the boulder, and crouched behind it. I would wait here. I leaned back against it, and my feet sunk into the wet, pebble-filled sand. A paper-thin layer of ice grew on the pond’s surface.
The wind whipped up, and howled, as it ricocheted across the boulders. I don’t know how many minutes passed. My cheeks and earlobes stung. I shivered, hugged myself, and realized my breath was now visible in short, smoky puffs in front of my face.
When someone grabbed me around the throat from behind, ripped the rag off my head, and latched onto my hair.
My neck whiplashed, and my head bounced back. I screamed, but a large, rough hand clamped over my mouth.
“Hello, Madeline,” Tobias said.
AUTHOR BIO
Pamela DuMond is the author who discovered Erin Brockovich’s life story, thought it would make a great movie and pitched it to ‘Hollywood’.
She writes romantic comedic mysteries, romantic YA time travel and New Adult romance.
Her book The Story of You and Me was a Quarterfinalist in the Amazon Breakout Novel Award (ABNA) 2014 in Romance.
Cupcakes, Pies, and Hot Guys was a Quarterfinalist in ABNA 2013 in Mystery .
She’s addicted to TV shows — The Voice and Reign. The movies Love Actually and The Bourne trilogy (with Matt Damon — not that other actor guy,) make her cry ever time she watches them. (Like — a thousand.)
When she’s not writing Pamela’s also a chiropractor and cat wrangler. She loves reading, the beach, working out, movies, TV, animals, her family and friends. She lives in Venice, California with her fur-babies.
She likes her coffee strong, her cabernet hearty, her chocolate dark, her foods non-GMO and she lives for a good giggle.
She writes romantic comedic mysteries, romantic YA time travel and New Adult romance.
Her book The Story of You and Me was a Quarterfinalist in the Amazon Breakout Novel Award (ABNA) 2014 in Romance.
Cupcakes, Pies, and Hot Guys was a Quarterfinalist in ABNA 2013 in Mystery .
She’s addicted to TV shows — The Voice and Reign. The movies Love Actually and The Bourne trilogy (with Matt Damon — not that other actor guy,) make her cry ever time she watches them. (Like — a thousand.)
When she’s not writing Pamela’s also a chiropractor and cat wrangler. She loves reading, the beach, working out, movies, TV, animals, her family and friends. She lives in Venice, California with her fur-babies.
She likes her coffee strong, her cabernet hearty, her chocolate dark, her foods non-GMO and she lives for a good giggle.
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