She is not your average 17 years old; she is more. More daring, more fierce, strong-willed and tenacious. Norabel is nearing the time to move on to the next phase of her life, college. Though she is not about to settle for the ordinary life of a suburbia wife and should jump at the opportunity to dash out of her small town by escaping to college, she also knows college is not her next destination. There is something more waiting for her. She knows a different path lay ahead of her and a night at a bonfire party proves just how right she is. 

With the help of an incredibly handsome and skilled Seraph called Keelan, his sassy sister, Max and witty brother Roman, Nora comes to know of her true heritage. She is a Seraph. A race of warriors created since before the time of the biblical great flood, charged with protecting mankind from Nephilims and demons. However, Nora was more powerful than any Seraph and special. She is a direct descendant of Archangel Michael, making her blood the only key that can free a vicious prince of Hell, Asmodeus.
Book 1 of this fantasy series saw Nora coming to terms with her new identity as a Seraph while escaping hordes of demons from hell on her heels, with the help of her new friends and love.

SERAPHS: THE AWAKENING

 Nora spent the rest of the evening ruminating on what Keelan had told her. Was she really a Seraph? She wondered, but that would be impossible? She knew her mum and Marisa talked about Tom, occasionally. She knew her father died in a car crash two days before she was born. She didn’t like to celebrate her birthdays because of that, even though Marisa insisted that her birthday should be celebrated. The only image she had of her father was from a few of his pictures in the living room, taken before she was born. 


“Norabel! I’m home. I bought pizza from Ambrosia’s!” Marisa announced from the kitchen, an hour later. 


“I’m coming, Mum!” she responded from her room and stood up from her bed. “Hey Mum,” she said when she got to the kitchen. 


“Hi, honey. How was school today?” Marisa opened the pizza carton. 


“School was fine,” she replied, tearing off a slice of pizza. 


Marisa arranged the groceries she bought in the fridge before joining Nora at the table. 


CHAPTER SEVEN