So I dabbled in Paranormal

I finally broke out of the mold. For years I wrote romantic suspense novels, liked the genre (and apparently so did some readers), and was very comfortable with the genre. I’ve always liked a bit of edge of the seat mystery and am a hopeless romantic myself, so…

But a story was haunting me. Driven by my own nightmarish dreams as a child, I developed a character who dreams and “visits” people who need comfort during a crisis. Sometimes all she can do is lend a soothing presence. In her own life a crisis is brewing – who is there for her? And so Karma Visited, a paranormal suspense novel, was born.

Do you believe in karma? Annie Furman has a gift that allows her, while she sleeps, to visit people in their time of need - but who will be there for her when she needs help? Undersheriff Dave Turner is investigating a series of home invasions and homicides. He has no idea that solving this case will lead him to the woman of his dreams.

(Okay, I admit, I am still a bit of a romantic and couldn't help leaving people wondering if a relationship would develop from this.)

I found that writing this first paranormal was a challenging task. While I have a firm, personal belief in all things otherworldly and telepathic, it was still difficult to do. In the past I concentrated on writing about tangible things, things that could not be disputed. It was… safe.

Notice though that I said “first paranormal”, I liked the genre and liked exploring some of my more personal beliefs, there will be more.

Excerpt:

Tears streaked down her cheeks and left lines on her soot stained cheeks. I rested my hand on hers and hoped she felt at least a little bit of comfort. The children were safe, she made sure of that. I let her know I admired her bravery. She appreciated the compliment, for just a moment, and then fear grabbed her again.

She stood again and tried to shake the bars free from the window. Safety bars. Those bars were meant to keep evil out and now all they did was trap her in. Luckily the little ones could squeeze between the wrought iron rods and she dropped them to horrified bystanders on the street. She understood that there was no way she could escape, but she was determined to save the children.

One by one she made sure that her charges would be alright, they were safe. And now it was time for her to die, but now the fear of how she would suffer terrified her.

Coughs seized her body as she sank back down to the floor and cried some more. Flames were licking the walls. There wasn’t much time left. We were both scared, but I knew I had no reason to fear for myself.

We could hear the sirens of the approaching fire trucks, but there wasn’t time. Her eyes were haunted as she looked at me and I prayed that the smoke would claim her before the flames. My prayers were answered. I sat still and stroked her limp hand and felt so sad that the girl’s last minutes were filled with terror.

As the burning ceiling above us sent flaming stalactites raining down, I knew she was at peace.

 

“Karma Visited captured me from the beginning and never let go. This tale of good, evil, and a miraculous gift between has a cast of characters you’ll never forget. Well done, Chelle Cordero.” ~ Charmaine Gordon, Author of Survive and Thrive novels and Mature Romances

Karma Visited e-book is available for pre-order through September 15, 2013 from KOBObooks, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, and iTunesApple.

http://ChelleCordero.com

New Release!

The Florists' gruesome journey began in Killer Scents.... 

" In Scent of a Killer, the nightmare is far from over for the two Harley riding detectives. The Florist is on the run with one thing on his mind.... revenge. "

Available on Amazon

Blurb:

Not even being locked up in an insane asylum is going to stand in the way of Danny aka The Florist exacting his revenge. Detective Becca Talbot is at the top of his list, but he can’t resist the temptation to mess with her mind first.

Becca doesn't know how much more she can take of Danny’s sinister acts. It seems they are one step behind every move he makes. How can they turn the tables and catch him in his own tangled web? More importantly, can they do it before anyone else falls prey to his demented mind? 

Excerpt:

From the corner of her eye, she spotted a girl dressed in a long peasant skirt, carrying a basket filled with red roses. Her heartbeat raced as the girl’s gaze settled on her and she began crossing the distance between them.

“Excuse me, gentlemen. I need to use the little girls’ room.”

Becca squelched the hysteria rising up as she reached the flower girl and lightly clasped her arm. “Please follow me,” she said as loud as she dared.

The young girl nodded discreetly as she continued on her solo way to the bathroom. Once inside, Becca put her hands on either side of a sink and dropped her head, breathing in and out slowly in a futile attempt to remain calm. Seconds passed before the door opened and the girl came in.

“Is everything okay?” Her hand moved as if in slow motion to take a rose and present it to her. “A gentleman in the foyer asked me to deliver this to you.”

Her hand trembled as she took the purple rose from the oblivious woman.

“What did this man look like?”

She shrugged. “I couldn’t tell. He wore a hat and long coat, and some kind of scarf hid his face except for his eyes.”

“Didn’t you find his appearance a little odd?”

“At first yes, until he told me about your dinner date and his allergic reaction to seafood and being covered in hives.”

Becca shook her head.

The girl lifted her basket slightly. “If it’s okay, I really need to get back to work.”

“Oh, of course ...?” She searched for a name tag on the girls’ shapeless dress.

“Jennifer.”

“Thank you, Jennifer. Do me a huge favor and keep this incident between us?”

Jennifer mimed zipping her mouth shut before spinning around and leaving. Becca twirled the rose between her fingers and snuck out of the bathroom to the front doors. On the other side, the doorman stood at his post with his hands clasped behind his back.

She pushed the door open. “Excuse me, but do you make a habit of letting masked men in with no questions asked?”

The man stepped back from her outburst. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Of course you don’t. Danny isn’t stupid enough to walk through the front doors.

“I’m sorry.” She hurried out to the parking lot and came to a full stop amidst the rows of cars, holding up the rose. “You don’t scare me,” she shouted and dropped the flower, crushing it with her shoe and grinding it into the asphalt. “I hope you’re watching you sick son-of-a-bitch. Hear this! I’m going to find you, and when I do, you can kiss your sorry ass good-bye!”

Adelle Laudan

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If you like Romantic Suspense…

…then you are definitely my kind of reader! All of that intrigue, passion, and suspense just gets to me. I love reading about hot, sexy couples thwarting danger at every turn. The tension keeps me turning pages while the attraction between the couple keeps me hoping for the eventual happy ever after.

While the road to passion may be a bit bumpy, the search for a villain and avoiding the threats and hazards seems to bind the two together. The idea of beating the odds of the line from the movie Speed, “cause you know, relationships that start under intense circumstances, they never last” just makes me want to cheer when the hero and heroine finally commit to each other.

In my novel A Chaunce of Riches, Samantha and Ben fight the attraction they still feel for each other after seven years apart. But there is a threat to Sam’s life and Ben was hired as a bodyguard after all. His concern for her safety grows until they can no longer hide the intense feelings they have. Ben realizes that Sam’s husband didn’t die of natural causes; whoever killed Julian Chaunce is focusing on Sam and trying to hang Julian’s murder on Ben. Will they solve the mystery in time and stop the murderer before another victim is claimed?

In Common Bond, Tangled Hearts we know early on that the villain is Layne’s ex-husband who wants Layne and her son back at any cost. Justin didn’t mean to fall in love with Layne, he only meant to meet the child that he learned was his. Charlie pits his arrogance and money against Justin’s wealth and power and it’s a battle that almost kills the love struck couple. Will they become the family they were meant to be? Or will Charlie manage to keep them apart for his own selfish gain?

In His Lucky Charm, Brandon and Caitlyn wake up in bed together and he has no idea who she is. She says she is his wife, but he has no memory of marrying her and doesn’t know if he can trust her. Is she lying? Or did someone do something to Brandon to destroy his memory? And why? As Brandon slowly regains his memory, the couple is chased across the country in a dangerous game of international espionage. Will they save the country? Will they save themselves?

So, sit on the edge of your seat and enjoy a good romantic suspense. All of my novels come in multiple e-book formats – go to my Smashwords page at http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/chellecordero or my website at http://chellecordero.com/ for more information. And I hope you’ll stop by my blog and say hi, http://chellecordero.blogspot.com/