Heart To Heart Character Quotes

Heart To Heart, the sequel to Blood To Blood, is a paranormal romance featuring the return of Angel Brown, Sawyer Creed and Justin McCarthy, plus all your favorite characters from Blood To Blood. BTB got great reviews and awesome feedback from readers and I can’t wait for you all to read Heart To Heart.

Here’s an excerpt:

Putting into overdrive my new ability to go through solid objects, I chose the most direct route—a little under a mile—from Boston’s Back Bay to the historic neighborhood of Beacon Hill, where Mom and Dad lived. I decided to run northeast—right through the line of brownstones attached to Sawyer’s.
Heart To Heart Character Quotes
Taking a deep breath, I ran rapidly toward a closet door and passed through it as if it weren’t there. I shot through the next brownstone (as well as its inhabitants and their belongings) and the next one, so fast everything, and everyone, was a blur. I continued this way through to the end of the block of buildings. Without pause, I propelled my legs even faster and leaped from someone’s living room, through their wall, over three lanes of traffic, and directly into the Boston Public Garden across the street.
I’d never run like this: so fast it felt less like moving forward and more like being pulled through space by my intended destination. Passing through mortals whose eyes and senses were unable to detect me beyond a small gust of wind, I went straight through the massive, stone pedestal of the George Washington monument before skimming the top of the pond that housed the city’s Swan Boats. The night air was cool, but I burned in urgency to get home.
What could possibly be wrong with Mom? I tried to see what Cici was seeing. Our mind lock allowed her to see everything I saw, and sometimes the ability was reversed. But, like Dad, Cici was a powerful telepath. They didn’t technically read minds; instead, their minds were wired in a way that enabled the thoughts and brain waves of living beings to be attracted to them like metal shavings to powerful magnets.
They also could block people from seeing into their minds. And Cici was blocking me now.
Angel, just get here. You’ll see everything soon enough.
She was protecting me from something. Something having to do with Mom! Heart racing with fear, I jetted forward faster, pushed by adrenaline and momentarily blinded by a haze of blood-red tears. Hurtling through speeding vehicles, tree trunks, and a guy sleeping on a park bench, I cut a razor-straight path through the northwest corner of the Boston Common.
Frustrated my speed couldn’t compare with Mom’s or even Cici’s, who flew at the speed of light, I crossed Beacon Street before racing up the hill to my parents’ brownstone mansion, where they’d lived since the early 1800s. Its red door at the top of wide, stone steps loomed ahead for a fraction of a second before it bared down on me and, like every solid object I’d approached within the past couple of minutes, succumbed to my ability to make it of no consequence.
My sneakered feet skidded to a full stop in the foyer, where Cici stood waiting for me.