Addiction to Reading : Jordan's Way by Barbara Cutrera

Title: Jordan's Way

Author: Barbara Cutrera

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Release Date: March 8, 2016

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Jordan, daughter of the famed healer Collum, has always taken pride in her independent nature and in the fact that she’s the only woman on the planet Etherea who possesses “the healer’s gift.” She finds acceptance, excitement, and purpose by treating soldiers in war camps. Jordan is comfortable with her uniqueness and doesn’t believe she needs the love of any man in order to be fulfilled. When she begins to have premonitions and is captured by enemy soldiers, Jordan becomes embroiled in a quest to save the great-niece of her King, a child who is the product of rape and is being used as a pawn by her own father. Noah, the King’s bastard son, is not only intent on saving his infant cousin and avenging the murder of her mother, but he also knows he’s the ideal match for Jordan. Like her, he’s respected but is also set apart from others. Unlike her, his separateness results from the circumstances of his birth and from the berserker rages he succumbs to during battles. Jordan and Noah come to understand that love and desire are the most important tools they have in their own quest to stay alive and together. But a twisted part of Noah’s past will threaten his life and sanity. If Jordan can’t heal him, body and soul, then her final premonition will come true. If it does, then both of the lovers are doomed. Jordan refuses to accept that outcome, but her strength of will may not be enough to prevent tragic events from robbing her of the future she longs to have with Noah.

She hesitated then said, “I would tell you, but I cannot in the hallway. Could you step into my room for a few minutes so I might explain?” He paused and then said, “Others might question your reputation.” “The only reputation I care about is the one regarding my abilities as a healer. Besides, I’ve just saved the King’s life and so have you. I would share something with you that only your father knows.” Intrigued, Noah followed her into her room. Once she’d locked the door behind them, Jordan said, “Swear to me, as your father did, that you’ll tell no one else what I’m about to say.” “I swear.” “I’ve begun to have premonitions, although I can’t control them. They tend to happen when I least expect them. They occur when I have complete contact with someone and a small area of our skin touches. Up until a few moments ago, the only ones I’ve had have foretold of death.” “And the one you just experienced?” “Your lips touched my skin, and I saw – felt – you lying with me.” “And did you enjoy it in your vision?” “I’ve ached for you from the moment it ended. I still do.” Jordan’s back was almost immediately against one wall, and Noah was pressing himself against her front. His mouth joined with hers, and she felt his hardness as he pushed himself closer to her. She wrapped her arms around him and relished the passionate kiss and the nearness of him. But it wasn’t enough. “Inside me,” she said when they paused between kisses. “I must have you inside me.” “But others will know.” “I care not if they know. I need you in me. You belong there. I felt it in my vision.” His hands were on her breasts as he asked, “Have you ever been with a man before?” “No. No one was worthy. You are…right. You are…for me.” She feared her words would frighten him away. Instead, his ardor increased as he asked, “You would have me? I’m a bastard. Most women only want me for one thing. I desire more than that.” “I’m the child of a bastard son myself and could not care less about how you came into being. No man has ever touched me because I deemed no man deserving. No man has ever desired to touch me either. I’m not normal, yet you seem to desire me. Why?” “Because you’re more beautiful, brave, and independent than any woman I’ve ever met. My body responded to the sight of you during that first meeting. I’ve wanted to be with you ever since but dared not hope you’d find me acceptable.” As they continued to kiss and to caress through their clothing, Jordan said, “I’ll never be like other women.” “Good. I’ll never be like other men.”

Born and raised in Louisiana, Barbara Cutrera was destined to be a storyteller. The author of contemporary romance, paranormal romance, romantic suspense, fiction, and mystery novels, she became addicted to reading and creative writing at an early age. She moved to Florida’s Gulf Coast with her husband, son, and Cairn terrier in 2004 and enjoys its relaxed, diverse atmosphere. Barbara, who is visually impaired, believes our minds are only limited by the restrictions we place upon them. She has a passion for writing, reading, family, friends, music, Nutella, and A & W Cream Soda.