Book Description: WINNER OF 2011 INDIE BOOK OF THE YEAR!!!! At Paranormal Reads!
A suspenseful, passionate, paranormal romance that sweeps through the emotions of first love and heartache as it traverses centuries and continents.
Michelle used to feel like she was behind in everything, especially school and relationships. Her great aunt from the old country says she is like a bland meal, "no salt or pepper". But in junior year, everything changes. Her father takes a position on the Town Council, a popular boy in school becomes interested in her, and most importantly, the Hekademos Learning Center, a private school for 'troubled' students, moves into her quiet neighborhood amidst the protests of the entire town.
After an embarrassing fall over the school wall, Michelle meets Elliot and her ordinary ‘bland’ life changes its course forever.
Elliot is no ordinary human. In fact, no one at the Hekademos Learning Center is. Beautiful and fierce, they have survived throughout the millennia by weaving in and out of human events. Through them, Michelle learns that history and myths from around the world are dotted with references to their kind. Michelle falls madly in love with the ever-striking and mysterious Elliot and, as much as he tries to fight it, he develops strong feelings for her as well. Although Elliot carries numerous painful memories from his many pasts, he disregards his own better judgment and the advice of his friends, and finds himself falling for Michelle‘s offbeat personality. Their feelings grow in intensity, but when History catches up with them, the difference between their life paths threatens to destroy any future that they might have had together.
Michelle learns that there are infinite shades of gray between black and white, and has to deal with the bundle of contradictory emotions called love. She has to trust her intuition in order to face the danger and uncertainty of being drawn into Elliot’s wondrous world. Ultimately, it is up to Michelle to make the split-second, life-altering decision that will either tear them apart forever, or give them another chance.
Someone knocked on the bedroom door, breaking the brief silence of heartache that the girls shared in solidarity. Vilna called out something in Hungarian and Marika nudged Michelle to pay attention.
The door opened and in walked the most gorgeous guy that Michelle had ever seen, since… Elliot. He stopped partway into the room and threw his car keys over Michelle’s head to Vilna, who caught them in her small hands without any faltering. If he looked in Michelle’s direction, she couldn’t tell because he turned to leave just as quickly as he came. But Marika said something to him in Hungarian that obviously amounted to some sort of teasing because he spun back around with a menacing smirk and said something back to her in that same strange language. Michelle was actually grateful that she got another chance to look at him, because she had hardly had enough time to completely check him out.
Haden was tall and statuesque with thick dark brown hair that was gathered into a tight braid, and he had a wide and curious face with dark blue eyes. Michelle could tell that they were the same shade as Vilna’s, only his eyes were larger and not as slanted as hers. Marika was probably right when she said that all his “girlfriends” cooked for him. Haden was breathtakingly handsome, and from the way he stood and looked down at all of them, he obviously knew it. What ever he replied back to Marika evidently didn’t impress her, because the next thing that happened was that she gave him the middle finger. At first it seemed like he was going to ignore her and walk back out the door, but when he heard her laughing he changed his mind, marching back into the room with large steps and pulling Marika from her waist close to him; a little too close, Michelle thought, getting a bit nervous, and maybe a bit jealous too.
Marika looked at Haden straight in the eyes, pretending that she wasn’t scared, almost like she was daring him, but everyone knew otherwise, including her. Vilna said something to Haden but he ignored her. He just stood there, looking fiercely into Marika’s eyes with their lips almost touching. Marika’s smile was waning quickly, and just when Michelle thought that he was going to kiss her, he laughed and pushed her backwards onto Vilna’s bed, which was easy to do considering the high heels she was wearing.
Michelle breathed a bit easier as the tension dissipated. As Haden turned back towards the door, he noticed the wine bottle and picked it up from the bedside table. He examined the label, and when he saw that the bottle was empty, his eyes settled on the glass of wine that Michelle was still holding. He smiled at her and gently lifted the glass away from her tiny fingers. He took a few sips and savored them, while Michelle just sat there mesmerized. Vilna looked at her brother with amusement, while Marika sat up on the bed and watched, obviously jealous. That was the last thingMichelle wanted. She liked Marika and didn’t want to start any stupid girl fights already. But Haden did have a beautiful smile, Michelle thought, still holding her breath.
“Good wine, isn’t it?” he asked her in perfect English. “You enjoy the rest of it, ok?” he said in a velvety voice, placing the glass back in her hand and folding her fingers around the stem. A stunned Michelle didn’t say anything back, and by the time she returned to her senses Haden was already out the door. He shouted something to Vilna as he disappeared down the hallway. PULSE OF HEROES ~A. Jacob Sweeny~