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“Cloud Nine : A Paranormal Romance of the Guardians of Man” by Melissa Smith

Melissa Smith
Cloud Nine : A Paranormal Romance of the Guardians of Man” is a Young Adult Novel by Melissa Smith. Below is a synopsis:

What happens when you receive a guardian angel?
What if you don’t believe you need one?
What if one wants you removed?

Claire Grayson is a seventeen year old girl on the verge of graduating high school. Better than a year ago her mother went back to work full time. Her father, being an attorney, has always been gone long hours, so that is nothing new to her. So now she has learned to take care of her basic needs on her own. For spending and gas money she works part time as a tutor for other students who need a little help in various subjects.

Her best friends are the bright spots that helped to keep her laughing when she thought herself in love only to have thim break her heart. After the crash of her heart, it took her a while to come back to the land of the living. Just when she did, when she was finally done waiting for him to realize his mistake. When she decided that it was time for her to move on. She meets Sterling Warde.

Sterling Warde is a Guardian. He helps people in need and helps them get on in life with a better understanding of living. While with a charge that was almost ready to take back his own life, Sterling catches a glimpse of Claire and is startled by his reaction to her. Puzzled, he follows her to see what the spark was. What made her reach out and touch his nerves and steal his breath. When he finally reveals himself to her she is afraid of him and doesn’t want him around. But with time and patience, he works to see her safe.

There are people out there that want each of them for themselves. Someone who will stop at nothing to have Sterling. Someone who will do anything to reclaim Claire’s affections. Together, Sterling and Claire will dissuade them. Someone will fall. Someone will hurt. And others will…

Melissa has been kind enough to provide us with a sample from this story:

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Looking over at the microwave, my eyes bug, my mouth drops open because I see that it is almost 7:20. You’ve got to be kidding me! Throwing my hands in the air and huffing a little, I get my cup and run back upstairs to get dressed. I have to be at school by 7:45! I have a tutoring lesson to give. I am TOTALLY going to be late!

I can help you with that. It said in a way that sent shivers running up my spine.

Shocked that I’m still hearing the voice I snap off a comment, “Yeah? How ya gonna do that? Magically zap me into my clothes, brush my teeth and comb my hair all at once?” And before I had my bedroom door closed I was all of those things. I dropped my cup, but it didn’t fall far. I backed up hard against my door and started to hyperventilate. “How……. What…… How…… did you…. do that?”

With a voice as smooth as silk the voice responded. I told you, I am here to see to your needs. You needed to be dressed and ready to walk out of the door. So, as you can see, you are. I swear I could almost hear a chuckle in the voice as it added, You also needed to not drop your cup, so I grabbed it before it spilled and made a mess.

“But how did you do it?” I ask staring down at myself then walking over to my mirror to look more closely. I have on a complete outfit. Shoes and all. Hair combed like I usually wear it. And I’m wearing make-up? I actually like the make-up, my lightly tanned skin looks flawless, my dark brown eyes seem bigger somehow, even my chestnut brown hair that I don’t usually take much time in really styling looks good. “I don’t normally wear make-up” I said breathily while gently touching my face.

That’s because you usually do not have the time to put in the effort. And to answer your first question, I have already answered your first question.

Turning from my mirror to see that the ‘cloud’ was still by my closet. Looking a little more solid, and not quite so big around, it shrank back down to about a beach ball size. I narrow my gaze and lower my tone a bit. “What?” then realizing that just didn’t seem to get across how upset that comment made me I almost squealed, “That didn’t answer anything! You just repeated yourself!”

I swear I could hear it chuckle. I already told you the answer to that question because you have already asked it once before.


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