The Portal Opener, BK#1, Discovery
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Title: The Portal Opener Trilogy
Author: Annabel Fanning
Cover Design: L.M. Creations
Genre: Fantasy, YA-NA Romance
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Freya Nissan grew up knowing that she was different. A free spirit, an outsider, a maverick who sees beyond the confines of her human world. She’s the soulful, idle daydreamer of her sleepy English village, who no one believes will ever amount to much…until the day she does.
Her visionary beliefs spark in her a passion to bring to life the dreams she has at night — dreams of journeying to other realms (entire worlds that exist alongside and even intertwine with the Earth we live on now). And as this story embarks, Freya disappears from her village in search of a discovery that will change her forever.
Christian Delaney died a long time ago. From that day to this he has been waiting for a love that seems determined to elude him…until the day Freya appears.
The inter-dimensional love story that unfolds between them proves to be as unique as it is troublesome, for not all are enchanted by Freya’s capabilities and for daring to be different she and Christian might just pay the ultimate price.
Her visionary beliefs spark in her a passion to bring to life the dreams she has at night — dreams of journeying to other realms (entire worlds that exist alongside and even intertwine with the Earth we live on now). And as this story embarks, Freya disappears from her village in search of a discovery that will change her forever.
Christian Delaney died a long time ago. From that day to this he has been waiting for a love that seems determined to elude him…until the day Freya appears.
The inter-dimensional love story that unfolds between them proves to be as unique as it is troublesome, for not all are enchanted by Freya’s capabilities and for daring to be different she and Christian might just pay the ultimate price.
EXCERPT
“So, where am I?” I ask nervously, walking forward and
hoping that this awkward feeling will disappear very soon.
But before I can get an answer, I stumble
over my own feet and fall forwards. He catches me in his arms without moving
backwards. My hands are splayed on his chest. I remove my left one immediately,
but the right one stays where it is. Over his heart.
We stare at each other. There’s a
moment’s silence, which feels like hours. Then understanding comes pouring into
me.
Oh my God.
I look into his eyes, my own now flooded
with a mixture of panic and accusation. He stares sadly back — obviously I’ve
reacted the way he feared I would.
I feel nothing under my hand. There is no
heartbeat.
“Am I dead?” I
whisper.
Images flash through my mind…my parents,
Felix, my home…can this place really be where I am safest?
He looks down, then back into my eyes.
The back of his hand brushes softly over my bruised cheek, but I pull it away.
This is no time for him to be seducing me.
“Am I dead?” I ask
again, a little more firmly.
He gently takes my hand off of his chest
and places it over my own heart. I feel its quickened pace and sigh in relief.
“No, Freya, you’re not dead,” he says,
seriously. “But I am.”
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