In dreams he comes to her…
Agent Malcolm Rook hunts for people with the rarest of talents–the ability to master dreams. He finds the undeniably gifted Jordan Lane, but she’s wary of mysterious Rook and resists his pursuit as long as she can. When the dreamwaters they enter are too exhilarating to resist, their attraction explodes into passion. But delving too deep stirs a nightmare–one they must defeat together, or be forever lost to darkness.
Fans of paranormal romance and bad boys, get ready for a dark, sexy plunge into fantasy and desire. The Reveler Series is set in a contemporary world in which people can indulge in Rêve, or shared dreaming–a pop culture phenomenon sweeping the world. Imagine being able to fall asleep at night, only to wake in a dream world, one in which you are lucid and in control–where you can be anything you want to be and do anything you like. But you must be careful…dreaming can be as dangerous as it is seductive.
A hot paranormal romance.
(Previously published in the Dark and Deadly: Eight Bad Boys of Paranormal Romance bundle)
Books in the Reveler series:
1. Darkness Falls
2. Lay Me Down
3. Darksider
Book Four coming soon!
Excerpt from Darkness Falls (copyright 2014 Erin Kellison):
“He’s coming over soon.”
Jordan froze in her tracks. “Who is?”
Belligerently, Maze lifted her gaze. “The total prick who’s helping me. I told him that he had to pass the Jordan test, so will you be a good sister and give him Jordan-style hell?”
Jordan blinked. “One more time?”
Maze groaned. Put her bowl on the coffee table to grab for a soda can. In the morning. “You know, the ‘official’ guy I told you about who was going to help me with my Rêve issues?”
Oh. “He’s coming here now?” Jordan looked at the barricaded door. Who set meetings so early in the morning?
Michael had said that others would want to recruit her, too, maybe even by making her disappear from her life.
So, no.
“Call your guy and reschedule,” Jordan said. Maybe Michael could help her assess him. “I have to work. Real people go to work in the morning.”
Sis rolled her eyes. “That’s why he’s coming so early. To catch you.”
“Maisie, I’m not opening the door to a stranger.”
“He’s not a stranger. He’s an asshole. There’s a difference.”
Sure enough, the doorbell rang, bing-bong. Jordan looked at the door, then back at Maisie, then down at her own pink pajamas. “No.”
Maze threw her hands up. “Fine. Actually, I’m glad. I didn’t want to work with him anyway. We’ll go with your guy, Michael. I like him a lot.”
“I like him, too,” Jordan said, returning her attention to the door.
“Oh-ho-ho,” sang her sister. “So the night went well, did it?”
