BLURB: love in her Nina can't control love in her
ordered universe. It has eluded her until a mysterious fortuneteller, Helena,
reveals she's already met her soul mate. Three times in fact and has only four
times remaining before he passes from her life forever. A magic crystal ball
allows her to see what he looked like several years ago, but no address. Helena
warns her if she forces the meeting it won't happen.
Tony's life has hit a major rough spot with Sheila kicking him out of his house when he discovers her in bed with another man. If that wasn't bad enough, she spreads rumors that she's afraid of him because he's abusive. What did he do to deserve this? All he ever wanted was to love one woman until he died.
At this rate, he's destined to die alone. It will take magic to meet his soul mate.
Keywords: Romance. Contemporary
Romance, Sweet Romance, Humor, Magic, Fate, Destiny, Soul mates.
Excerpt from Morgan K
Wyatt's The Soul Mate Search
Rain started
by the time she pulled into the grocery store parking lot. Her planned sprint
turned into a walk as dizziness swept over her. Great, all she needed was to
pass out. Making it into the store foyer, she shook to rid herself of the
excess moisture, no doubt resembling a dog. The store cranked up the air
conditioning normally, but today with damp clothing, it was frigid.
She rushed
through the store as her arms goose pimpled from the chill. A quick glance down
at her wet shirt explained why the man stocking sodas stared at her, well at
her chest anyhow. Pulling the wet shirt away from her skin, she headed for the
grinder. Pouring the coffee beans into the grinder, she mentally calculated how
long it would take her to return to the sanctuary of her house. So far, so
good. No one she knew had seen her. Just as well, she didn't want to make
polite with anyone. Her bed called out to her. She could hear its siren call
over the sound of the coffee grinder.
Inhaling the
aroma of fresh ground beans deeply, she thought the heavenly scent by itself
might heal her. Taking her coffee, ginger ale, and snatching up some yogurt,
she headed for the self-check scanner. She was ready to explain to the cashier
who monitored the aisles she'd brought the coffee in with her, but the woman
never looked up from her perusal of a gossip magazine.
Her
purchases bagged, she headed for the car. All she had to do was reach her car
without any human interaction, when a man walking in spoke to her.
"Your
coffee smells wonderful. Is it a Sumatran blend?"
She looked
up into the face of a smiling man with curling damp hair and water spotted
glasses. Her brain went dead. The absolute worse time to meet anyone. She
managed to mumble her reply. "I think it is." She walked away hoping
he wasn't watching her. Why couldn't she run into men like that when she was
dressed for work?
Unlocking
her car, she slipped on the smooth leather seat since her legs were wet. Could
she look any worse? Men didn't normally try to strike up conversations with her
in the grocery store, with the exception of the butcher who tried to convince
her to buy a more expensive cut of meat. Twisting the key into the ignition,
she drove home. The brief flash of the man who talked to her came to mind. He
was taller than she was, a little on the lanky side, curly hair with a few
threads of silver, glasses, and brown eyes. Her foot stomped on the brakes. Oh
my God, it was her soul mate!
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Author Info
Author
Morgan K Wyatt w/ husband
BIO:
Morgan K Wyatt, raised on a steady diet of superheroes,
believed she could fly at a very young age. After using trees, barn lofts,
sliding boards, and even a second story window as launch pads, she found her
flying skills were limited to fast and downward. By the age of nine, her dreams
to be a superhero needed some modifications, which caused her to turn to
writing and horseback riding as alternatives to flying.
At the age of twenty,
she had another chance at superhero greatness as being one of the few female
soldiers trained for combat. The fact that women will be able to serve in
combat soon indicates that all the witnesses to the grenade incident have
retired. The grenade incident didn’t prevent her two sons or daughter-in-law
from enlisting in the service. Having different last names probably helped.
Morgan recently retired from teaching special needs students
to write fulltime, instead of in the wee hours of the night. With the help of
her helpful husband and loyal hound, she creates characters who often grab plot
lines and run with them. As for flying, she prefers the airlines now.
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