Author Name: Pamela DuMond
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The Messenger (Mortal Beloved, Book One)
Release date: April 2012
Age Group: Young Adult
Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Sci-Fi, Historical Fiction
Infinity. Life. Death. Rebirth. Some souls are meant to be together, but pursuing true love can be dangerous and often deadly. When sixteen-year-old Madeline falls in love with Samuel, a boy who lives hundreds of years before she is even born, she will risk her very existence to be with him.
Madeline’s from present day
when she is pushed onto the train tracks, and accidentally time travels to a
bloody war between the Natives and the colonists. She falls in love with a
Native boy, Samuel. But, she’s living in the body of a colonial girl and their
romance is a crime that carries harsh punishments. Chicago
Madeline discovers that she is meant to be a Messenger, a traveler who if properly trained, can slip through time's fabric at will. The Medicine Woman mentors her. But Madeline doesn't fit in this world. She’s different from the other colonists. Rumors of witchcraft and spying arise. Deadly Hunters, dark-souled predators as well as skilled time travelers, crave Madeline's powers. Can Madeline find the way back to her future? And will that future include her one true love, Samuel?
“You complain that you are kidnapped,” he said. “You insist this is a dream. But I tell you I have never dreamt of holding a woman who did not want to be held.”I could feel in my gut that this guy was angry. He dropped his arm from my chest and I felt him step away from me. My entire body swayed for a couple of seconds.“I will not do this anymore, Abigail. I will not try and protect you,” he said. “Even to help
. You are free. Go and do whatever you wish.” Elizabeth
I stopped wobbling, sucked in my core muscles and stood up straight. “Thank you.” I stretched my neck side to side. “I don’t need yours or anyone else’s protection. I’ll wake up in an hour or even minutes and be back the next day at my school. Maybe I’ll even Google this whole dream and see your face in a movie I watched or a .com site I follow.” I twisted my neck and managed to crack it. “Yes, that feels better.”“Google?” the guy asked.Time to get out of here. But in order to leave my dream I still needed to thank him face to face. “
called you Samuel. That’s your name, right?” I turned and stared up into his face. All the adrenaline that raged through my body abandoned me in one heartbeat. ElizabethBecause the young man I had to say goodbye to was the same beautiful guy with the hazel eyes and the long black hair that curled around his shoulders. The guy who acknowledged me before he disappeared into the woods while dead mangled bodies lay behind him, littered in his path. Oh, no.I felt dizzy and everything spun around me. I jammed the palm of my hand onto my forehead and winced as that tore into the gash on my head. “Oh thank you,” I said to Samuel, who was not only a rebel but quite possibly a killer. “Must go now.” I stumbled away from him, completely freaked.A short older woman with a face filled with enough lines to fill a road map and an impossibly thick long silver braid of hair that hung down her back stepped out of the hut and nabbed my hand.
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