Series: Carrier Spirits #1
Published by Gloss Publishing on 21st October 2013
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance
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After more than three centuries as a carrier spirit, Mara has finally found a willing host in eighteen-year-old Belinda. As a reward for Belinda's compliance, Mara sets out to help brokenhearted Belinda find love.
With the promise of a new body, Mara dares to hope her plan may work--until Mara and Belinda both fall for sweet and charming Conor. But Mara's feelings for Conor aren't her only obstacle.
A spirit with whom Mara shares a dark past is possessing Conor. Now a war is waging inside and outside Belinda's body and she quickly discovers what Mara has known for centuries:
Falling in love is just as dangerous as battling evil spirits.
Set in a California beach town, Parallel Spirits is a paranormal romance about the power of love, water, and hope.
Parallel Spirits Excerpt
Chapter 1 – Mara’s POV
They say love is blind, but they’re wrong. Love is the harshest light shined on every insecurity, every weakness, every broken promise. It exposes its victims, laying their bloody hearts bare on a slab of cold stone. Love is not for the fainthearted. Love is for humans.
Finding another carrier spirit like me residing inside my best friend’s body was unbelievable. Falling in love with my best friend, having learned love’s deadliest lesson long ago, was foolish.
Samuel stands at the edge of the water with her cowering in his arms. The moonlight leaps off her black hair lighting up the expression of disbelief in his eyes.
“You said our spirits were destined for each other!” I shout at Samuel across the dark beach.
“Mara, I am telling you the truth,” he insists.
There’s something magical about the beach at night. The way the stars and the moon lay a twinkling blanket over the tumbling surface of the ocean. The black waves exploding into clouds of briny mist. It’s so violent yet so serene. It’s perfect on a night when you can’t decide if you’d rather live or die.
I plant my bare feet firmly in the wet sand. “Stop lying, Darius!” I shout. If he wants to call me Mara then I’ll call him by his spirit name as well.
A guttural sob builds in my throat and I feel as if I’m being split in half. Half of me wants to die and be done with the miserable business of being human. Half of me wants to return to my life as a carrier spirit, when nothing could harm me—and love couldn’t reach me.
My arms are stretched before me as I concentrate on holding in the energy building inside me. The restless sensation that penetrates down to my bones is unbearable. Telekinesis is only useful when you can control it. And right now, I am very out of control.