Rune is a two thousand year old immortal. He’s a child of the mist and plays an essential role in the death and rebirth of the world known in Norse mythology as Ragnorak. The other essential elemental beings are the eldjötnar, the fire demons.
After a battle with the eldjötnar that results in the near annihilation of his kind, Rune made the decision that they would imprison their enemies and sleep the centuries away. It seemed a far kinder fate for his brethren who still mourned the loss of their women and children.
Now awake in a world that’s hovering on the brink of a catastrophe, he regrets many of his past choices, including the one involving his long-dead consort Malin, the human female who died days before their mating. Honor is an important quality to him and the other children of the mist. They strive to adjust to new any challenges and accept the consequences of their mistakes. So when he was ordered to mate Malin because of a mistake he made, he accepted the punishment as his duty and viewed her as little more than an obligation and someone to protect. Love never factored into his relationship with her. In fact, when she died, he never shed a tear.
His brethren labeled him ‘the cold one’ because of his lack of remorse. He never minded the title applied to him. It was true, and he often wondered if he was capable of any softer emotion. In his opinion, romantic love was weakness anyway. Breeders couldn’t take up the sword and fight. He would’ve rather remained unmated and cold than be responsible for another fragile female’s life.
At least he thought he would rather live out his days alone until a woman with raven hair and teal eyes warms his frozen heart. He’s left wondering if he can be the man he was always meant to be, and if can make the transformation in time to earn her love.
By Nancy Corrigan
Elemental Desire, Book 1
A woman seeking answers…
Cat, a renowned scientist, embarks on a quest to uncover the source of the unknown deadly virus that claimed her sister’s life. What she finds is a man shrouded in mystery who manages the impossible—swaying her devotion from logic to passion. But Rune isn’t simply a lover. He’s a weapon, one that has the potential to save her or destroy her.
A man searching for treasure…
Rune, a child of the mist, awakens into a world hovering on the verge of destruction. Ragnarok is coming. His enemies have been released from their prison. And he’s discovered the one woman who can thaw his frozen heart. But the race to stop the final battle isn’t the time to fall in love. Or is it?
A discovery that will change everything…
Life evolves, and what was lost can be recovered. But the truth revealed isn’t the one Cat or Rune expects. The impossible has become reality. And two lovers must make a choice—adapt or die.
Author’s note: Mist Revealed was previously released as Mist Unveiled and has been reedited.
“The cursed ones have returned!” A wrinkly woman with cataracts wobbled forward on the arm of the teenage boy Rune had seen at the hotel.
Francis jumped to his feet, a lithe move for a male of his advanced years. “Irene, hush now, before you frighten Miss Saunders.”
The creases by Irene’s eyes deepened. “Frighten? Well, she should be. You all should be.” Her steady, accusing gaze skimmed the crowd before settling on Francis. “I told you they’d awoken. You did not believe. Now, do you believe? We are doomed!”
Rune squinted to bring her blurry image into focus. The effort it took to keep the dying male’s mind quiet sucked precious energy from him. “What are you talking about, woman?”
The crowd’s cries turned to whispers as if they too waited on her answer.
She clicked her tongue. “They call it global warming.” Her nose wrinkled. “It’s not. I’ve tried to tell them.” She waved a gnarled hand at the crowd. “Ragnarok is coming.”
Gasps and curses drifted from the bystanders. A few people blessed themselves and hurried away. Others shook their heads.
Rune swallowed hard. “What makes you think that?”
The woman yanked the boy’s arm. He led her closer. “My father passed on the stories of the bringers of Doomsday. Eldjötnar, he called them. Fire-wielding blood drinkers who would kill the old gods once and for all so they could shape the new world. I didn’t believe him, not until the staff washed up on shore.”
Rune sucked in a breath, a response he couldn’t stop.
The older female chuckled. “You know of the old gods then too? Their hoarded treasure has been found.”
His heart raced. “Where? Where is it?”
More cackling laughter. “Gone. All gone.”
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A true romantic at heart, Nancy Corrigan is convinced there’s a knight in shining armor for every woman (or man), but you won’t find damsels in distress in her stories. She adores pairing alpha heroes with women strong enough to match them and bring them to their knees. She also enjoys flipping the traditional roles in romances because her motto is—love and people should never be forced to conform to anyone’s norm.
She holds a degree in chemistry and has worked in research but now focuses on ensuring quality. She considers it the perfect outlet for her as she’s the first to admit she has some OCD tendencies. It carries over into her writing life too. While engrossed in a novel, she has a habit of forgetting to eat and sleep. Fortunately, she’s married to her own knight in shining armor who understands her oddities and loves her anyway. They reside in Pennsylvania with their three children, dog, snake and guinea pigs. Her other interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and sexy.