When Jocelyn Hunter is stranded in an isolated cabin with an antagonistic stranger, she has no idea of the danger that awaits her. Will she be able to discover Dan's dark secret?
Federal agent Dan Ferguson is haunted by his desire to bring a killer to justice. When innocent Jocelyn unexpectedly comes into his life, his first thought is to get her away from the danger lurking in the shadows.
Can he overcome his reluctance to accept her help and admit his growing love for her?
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Award-winning author Susanne Marie Knight specializes in Romance Writing with a Twist! She is multi-published with books, short stories, and articles in such diverse genres as science fiction, Regency, mystery, paranormal, suspense, time-travel, fantasy, and contemporary romance.
Originally from New York, Susanne lives in the Pacific Northwest, by way of Okinawa, Montana, Alabama, and Florida. Along with her husband, daughter, and feisty Siamese cat, she enjoys the area's beautiful ponderosa pine trees and wide, open spaces--a perfect environment for writing. For more information about Susanne, please visit her website at www.susanneknight.com.
"GRAVE FUTURE was a fantastic book to read! I enjoyed every page of it! A real “ghost” story, as you can read seldom nowadays. Susanne Marie Knight did a wonderful job writing this novel, if you ask my opinion! You couldn’t help but keep on wondering, the book contains the one surprise after the other. If you think you have the answer to a question, you’ll notice soon enough as you read on that more and more questions (and answers) will come to baffle your mind! And then I haven’t even spoken about the “mystic” atmosphere you sense during the time you read this book… A real page turner combined with strong characters, a lot of mystery and a touch of love; this is a must read!”Sylvie -- Euro-Reviews
"Suzanne Marie Knight sure knows how to create a book packed with mystery--especially one with ghosts and a woman so drugged up she thinks she has worms in her hair. There were some funny scenes I liked, especially the Shakespearean ghost that keeps talking to Jocelyn. I especially liked Dan each time trying to keep cool when it's obvious he's attracted to Jocelyn. Grave Future is definitely aptly named since the cabin is right next to a cemetery the thought of which will give you chills to the bone. This is a great book to pick up and read as it is filled with suspense ending with a scene that will make you jump!"Lena C -- Fallen Angel Reviews
"A fun read with touches of the paranormal, suspense, and romance blended by talented author Susanne M. Knight to make for a well told tale that will keep you reading. Recommended for a dark and stormy night when the wind is howling down the chimney and the house creaks in response. Enjoy. I did."Anne K. Edwards -- Coffee Time Reviews
"The thought of living next to a graveyard is terrifying, but it certainly adds to the eeriness of this story. Reminiscent of an old gothic novel, but with a feisty heroine and a handsome hero in a modern setting, GRAVE FUTURE will provide several hours of reading enjoyment for readers of romantic suspense and/or paranormal romance."Marilyn Heyman -- Romance Reviews Today
"If you love the combination of a good mystery with a twist of paranormal, you'll enjoy this book. Although a fairly new writer on the scene, Ms. Knight could certainly compete with some of today's top writers. The characters are vivid, the plot holds you until the last page and the author is a rare gem."Rose Melton -- Gottawrite.net
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"The conclusion will get your heart pumping and maybe even raise the hairs on the back of your neck. For those of you who enjoy a modern-day romance with a good dose of a thriller mixed in, this book is definitely for you!"
"GRAVE FUTURE is more intriguing than most romances, with elements of danger, and mystery that are sure to keep you guessing throughout. A story of love, death, crime, betrayal and intrigue that will keep you hooked right to the end."Sandy Cummins -- Writers Exchange
"This story has a Gothic atmosphere to it. This adds to the feeling of fear and suspense with the author handles admirably. The sexual tension is well-done, as is the danger and fear the heroine experiences. Recommended for anyone in need of a well-plotted thriller with a romantic edge."Defelah Morgan -- Scribes World Reviews
"I felt that Knight did a wonderful job of meshing the transcendental threat into the story with it being outlandish. The slow development of Dan and Jocelyn's relationship was especially believable. I would recommend this book to those who enjoy an intriguing romance with some celestial interference."Jennifer McCaig -- Inscriptions Magazine
Exhaling a raspy breath, she cautiously went down the stairs. She didn't want to awaken Dan. How could she explain what she was doing? How could she say she was following a ghostly whim?
She shook her head. No, she didn't think she could tell him that. Dan had his feet firmly planted on terra firma. No ghosts, no vampires, no Hollywood hype stuff, that's what he'd said. Well, she didn't know about vampires, but dear God in heaven, whether he wanted to admit it or not, Angel Rock Ridge housed ghosts. At least one anyway. One with a strange sense of humor. Mr. Rochester's impersonation of Shakespeare's Hamlet! She shook her head again.
Reaching the entryway, she walked into the living room. A cold wind rushed up her bare arms and legs, causing a shiver. She ignored the discomfort. The familiar spectral light pulsed from the hearth in the fireplace. Maybe the ghost wanted to show her the hidden device to the secret passageway. Maybe she'd learn the mystery of this strange, forbidding house.
Intent on the blaze from behind the chain mail covering, she tiptoed closer.
"Going somewhere, princess?"
She almost screamed. Spinning around, she pressed her hand against her chest to prevent her heart from escaping. Clad only in his faded blue jeans, Dan stood next to her. His muscled chest was thick with curly, dark hairs that swirled down past the snap of his jeans.
Flushing, she hastily looked up at his face. "You scared me!"
His hardened gaze roamed the length of her body, lingering on her breasts and exposed thighs. She wanted to tug at the bottom of her chemise, but twenty-four inches worth of material would only stretch so far.
"What are you doing down here?" He grabbed her upper arm and tightened his grip.
"I...I--" She turned toward the fireplace, but the light had gone out. Evidently, the ghost had left her to deal with Dan by herself. "I thought maybe I could find the switch for the secret passage." Her excuse sounded inane, even to her ears.
"And then what did you intend to do?" As he narrowed his gaze, his body tensed. He didn't trust her. She knew it as if he'd spoken out loud and his suspicion hurt.
She pulled away from him. "You needn't have worried. I would've told you. I wouldn't have gone in by myself." That was certainly true. She wouldn't have entered a dank, shadowy tunnel no matter how friendly the ghost.
He grabbed her again, this time holding both shoulders. "This isn't some Nancy Drew mystery, Jocelyn. This is dangerous business. Dammit, people have gotten killed." He bit back his words as if he regretted saying them. Staring into her eyes, he searched her--long and hard.
Her skin tingled under the firm pressure of his hands. She felt drawn to him--more than she had with any man before. Her breath came in shallow gulps. She licked her lips. Who cared about danger? Who cared about unexplained mysteries? Right now, all she could think about was Dan's rich, full lips and the promise of rapture in his eyes.
Groaning, he lowered his lips onto hers and savagely plunged his tongue deep into her mouth. His taste drove her wild. She clung to him as if she were drowning, delighting in the fevered marauding of his hands, in the rough bristles of his mustache. His kisses were uncontrolled and fierce, brimmed with pent-up longing and unbridled passion. His need for her was so great, it fanned her own growing desire. She'd never given herself so completely, so absolutely.
When his hands slipped under the delicate material of her chemise and caressed her back, her knees turned to rubber. Catching her before she fell, he pressed his palms up along her ribcage and found the softness of her breasts.
As he trailed his thumb over her hard, erect nipples, he murmured, "Jocelyn, you're so beautiful."
God help her, but she wanted him. She wanted him more than anything. And he wanted her. With a flick of his wrist, he removed the cumbersome chemise. His gray eyes darkened at the sight of her nearly naked form. At first gently cradling her, he then slid his hands down into her panties, cupping her buttocks. He roughly pulled her to him.
She rubbed against his bare chest and hardened masculinity. She felt hot--so hot--as if her very soul were scorched. More...more...she needed more of this man--all of him. Flattening against him, she dug her fingers into his shoulders. "Dan, oh Dan, let's--"
She made the mistake of opening her eyes. They weren't alone. On the low ledge of the fireplace, Velma stood, her pale green-eyed gaze fixed on Dan's back. How in the world did she get in? Through the fireplace?