In My Own Shadow

Talk about the worst day ever! Lara lets her friend Carrie talk her into a blind date, only it turns out the handsome stranger waiting for Lara after work isn’t Carrie’s cousin after all. And, when they’re chased through a portal to another world, Lara realizes Rhys really is out of this world.

     Lyra, her alternate in another dimension, has left clues to the whereabouts of the Book of Secrets explaining the mystery of time travel in Lara’s subconscious.  Or so Rhys thinks. Power-hungry telepaths who pursue them will stop at nothing to get it, even if it means breaking Lara’s will. To complicate matters, Lara gets tangled up in her feelings for Rhys while exploring her connection with Lyra.

     With Rhys as her guardian, a bear of a man named Azle to guide her, and the spirit of Lyra haunting her dreams, Lara must find the Book of Secrets before it falls into the hands of those who want its power.  Only then can she return to her world safely.

LAURA TELLS US A LITTLE ABOUT HERSELF

My idea of what Lara looks like

MY VISION OF LARA

My name is Lara, and I work downtown in the Metropolitan Building. I’m not really all that good at talking about myself. Just ask my good friend, Carrie. She says I’m an introvert, but I know what she’s thinking. The bitter truth is I’m socially awkward. Sometimes I give in and let her drag me to some party, so she’ll get off my case. She flits from one group to another, laughing and having a great time, while I lurk around the edges of the crowd, looking for a place to hide.

 

Carrie and I have been BFFs for a long time, even though we are total opposites. She’s cheerful. I’m sarcastic. She’s outgoing. I’m a loner. But she’s always been there for me, especially after losing Dad. Mom died when I was born and left the two of us trying to cope. Now there’s only me. Carrie’s been a great friend. I just wish she’d quit trying to fix me up with some guy she thinks is my Mr. Right.

People tell me I should go into modeling, because I’m 5 foot ten and have the kind of red hair everyone wants these days, but honestly, being in the spotlight isn’t my thing. And, looking like a model hasn’t helped with dating at all. My height intimidates a lot of men. It’s funny. One of the first things I noticed about Rhys is that it didn’t seem to bother him a bit that we stood eye to eye. Not to mention his great body, rugged good looks. And those green eyes. He definitely got my attention.

The Perfect Rhys

TOM HARDY WOULD MAKE THE PERFECT RHYS

Honestly, everything happened so fast the night we met all I remember is a blur. It wasn’t until after Rhys dragged me through a portal into another dimension that I realized he wasn’t the blind date Carrie set me up with after all. And he really was out of this world.

 

Yeah, I know…you’re probably thinking this sounds like your typical ‘guy rescues girl from danger and takes her to another world, where they fall in love’ scenario, but you’re wrong. Rhys treats me like an unwanted responsibility, nothing more. Every time I try to be nice, he clams up and starts acting like commando man. It goes downhill from there when I open my mouth and out comes the sarcasm. I let him get under my skin. Why? Because even though I refuse to admit it, I have feelings for the guy.

There’s something about the quiet way he takes responsibility for our little group of travelers. He takes his job seriously…even to the point of blaming himself when things go wrong, the way I felt when Dad died. If only he would open up…

The bad thing is we’ve got to work together so we can locate the book of secrets before it falls into the wrong hands and his world falls apart, that is if we don’t kill each other during the process.

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