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

“Max! Max!” Nora shouted, running down the academics’ wing corridor. She barely slept last night as she ached to tell Max about her plan. Hopefully, she would subscribe to it and they could tell Keelan together. One thing she wasn’t looking forward to, was Keelan’s reaction. 


Max heard her name. Who would call her with so much enthusiasm on a Thursday morning? Then she saw Nora scuttling towards her through the crowd. “Nora?” The corridor was busy as cadets hurried off to their classes. “Nora!” she waved so Nora could see her. “What is wrong? Please, tell me you are just excited to see me,” Max said when Nora got to her. 


Nora chuckled. “I’m afraid not Max, sorry.” 


“Bah!” she waved her right hand and walked with Nora, arm in arm. “What’s up?” She noticed the dark circles around Nora’s eyes. “Whoa! Didn’t you sleep at all last night?” 


Nora touched her lower eyelid, “What? Is it bad?” 


CHAPTER EIGHTEEN