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VERUM is a New Adult dark romantic psychological suspense novel
and the second book in Courtney's
The Nocte Trilogy!
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Synopsis
The truth shall
set you free.
My name is Calla Price and I’m drowning.
My new world is a dark, dark ocean and I’m being pulled under by secrets.
Can I trust anyone? I don’t know anymore.
The lies are spirals. They twist and turn, binding me with their thorns and serpentine tongues. And just when I think I have it figured out, everything is pulled out from under me.
I’m entangled in the darkness.
But the truth will set me free.
It’s just ahead of me, so close I can touch it. But even though it shines and glimmers, it has glistening fangs and I know it will shred me.
Are you scared?
I am.
My name is Calla Price and I’m drowning.
My new world is a dark, dark ocean and I’m being pulled under by secrets.
Can I trust anyone? I don’t know anymore.
The lies are spirals. They twist and turn, binding me with their thorns and serpentine tongues. And just when I think I have it figured out, everything is pulled out from under me.
I’m entangled in the darkness.
But the truth will set me free.
It’s just ahead of me, so close I can touch it. But even though it shines and glimmers, it has glistening fangs and I know it will shred me.
Are you scared?
I am.
Excerpt
Together, we float to the surface,
still intertwined. We break through the top and I suck in a breath and Dare is
staring into my eyes.
There’s tension here, but not the
bad kind. It’s the kind that ignites you, the kind that intoxicates you, the
kind that once you taste it, you’ll crave for the rest of your life.
I’ve forgotten that I was going to
be careful, that I was going to reject him on every level.
All I can remember, all I can focus
on, is how veryalive Dare DuBray is making me feel in this moment, how
alive he always makes me feel.
For a girl who has been surrounded
by death her entire life, this is a very big deal.
“I’m a little afraid of you,” I
blurt honestly, and Dare still has his arms around me. Our treading water
motions keep our legs rubbing together, the friction still there.
Hot,
Hot,
Hotter.
Dare smiles, but there is no humor
in it.
“Good.”
“Why?”
My honesty makes me seem innocent,
but I don’t know how to play games. I have no experience with the opposite sex
at all.
“Because that makes you feel
something.”
But he’s hesitant now and he looks
away. There’s something he wants to say, it’s balanced on the tip of his tongue,
but he swallows it.
“What is it?” I ask softly. “Just
tell me.”
He wants to, I can tell. His
secrets are killing him. He just wants to be normal, he’s just acting out a
role.
I don’t know why I feel like I know
this. It’s just there, suddenly resting on my heart.
“You don’t have to be someone
you’re not,” I murmur quietly. His dark eyes snap up to mine and he pulls his
hands away. There’s something in his eyes now, something guarded, and our easy
afternoon has come to an end.
“What makes you think I am?” he
snaps. “Pretending to be something I’m not, I mean.”
I’ve somehow annoyed him, and I
don’t answer because I don’t know what to say.
“I’m not being someone I’m not,
Calla,” he says coolly as he strides from the water. “I’m being who you need me
to be.”
I’m utterly confused, and I’m
dripping wet.
“We don’t have towels,” is all he
says when I follow him. My clothing soaks up the water and it is a very cold
ride back home.
Dare doesn’t say another word and I
leave him in the garage.
I don’t see him at dinner, and I
don’t see him the rest of the night.
But as I lay in bed around
midnight, I see his car leave the garage.
I don’t see him come home, and I’m
awake for half the night waiting.
I have no idea where he goes when
he slips away.
Somehow, I think he wants it that
way.
There’s a fork in the road and even
though I see it, I can’t avoid it.
One road goes left, one goes right,
and neither of them end well.
I feel it in my
bones,
In my bones,
In my bones.
I sing a song of nonsense, and it
sings back. The notes echo and twist in the air, and I swallow them whole.
“Come out,” I call behind me,
because I know they’re there.
I can’t see them, but they’re
always watching.
Eyes appear, blood red, and they
blink once, twice, three times.
“I can see you,” I announce and
there’s a growl and then I’m crushed beneath the dark, beneath the weight,
beneath the oppression.
“You don’t scare me,” I lie.
There’s savagery here, there’s
grace.
But above all, there’s oblivion and
no matter what I do, I will be sucked into it.
I know it.
I feel it.
I’m crazy.
And it doesn’t matter.
I’m the rabbitrabbitrabbit and I’ll
never be free.
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About the Author
Courtney Cole is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller coasters and hates waiting and rude people.
Courtney lives in quiet suburbia, close to Lake Michigan, with her real-life Prince Charming, her ornery kids (there is a small chance that they get their orneriness from their mother) and a small domestic zoo.
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