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As a shy, awkward social misfit, Abby has gone her whole life feeling as though she’s different from everyone else and she simply doesn’t fit in well with society as a whole. She longs to feel a real connection with someone, and she finally does when she meets Noah.
Unbeknownst to Abby, Noah is from another world, here to hunt down the evil of his people that has been unleashed on Earth, and he’s been at it a very long time. He’s certain he isn’t going to be able to return home, and anger and the need for revenge are his constant companions. His focus has been eradicating the evil and making them pay for taking his life on his world away from him.
When Abby and Noah meet, there is an electric sexual attraction between them that can’t be denied by either of them, an attraction that Noah tries to fight so he can keep his focus on his mission. But when Abby gets dragged into the evil from Noah’s world, he realizes that maybe with Abby he can find a home here on Earth…if he can save her in time.
Praises for The Light Within Me:
FIVE STARS from Reader’s Favorite: This book is a combination of science fiction, action, humor, romance, paranormal and fantasy. Though Noah is over two hundred years old, he is a very appealing and desirable character. Carly Fall has a talent for creating strong male leads who are tall, strong, handsome and hunks. The character of Abby worked perfectly with Noah. She comes across as rather innocent and naïve. Fall allows her characters to be realistic. They have flaws that make them life-like and likable.
FIVE STARS from Romance Writers Reviews: “WOW! If you are looking for a sexy, interesting, full of suspense kind of book… this is definitely the one for you. It was amazing on many levels; it had my attention from the first page to the last. The storyline was different, not your everyday romance book, but certainly one of the most interesting romantic stories I have read in awhile. The romance was sweet, super sexy and undeniably HOT!”
FIVE STARS from The Writer’s Romance Reads: This book was a great paranormal read. It was by far one of my favorite review books of the year. I loved all of the little plot twists that kept the story going. When it is revealed why Abby has always felt so different, and why she has always been so dissatisfied with her life, I was floored. It was a twist I wasn’t expecting, and it was little things like this that kept the story going for me. For the full review, go here
And The Writer’s Romance Reads also names Noah as one of the Dirty Little Secrets!
JBP Reviews: 4.5 Fairies: I started this book and within pages I was hooked. I seriously hope there are more books to follow because I would really love to hear the other warriors stories but most of all Hudson. For the full review, go here
FIVE STARS from Romance Novel Junkies: Wow what a great story! Noah and Abbey are drawn together and later learn they are more alike than they think. Abby also gains a father in the process. The characters are well developed. You want Noah and Abby together at any cost. The warriors were great characters and I can definitely see future stories about them. This book has plenty of romance and some action along with a little fantasy. A great book to get lost in and I think the author did an excellent job….This is a promising series that I can honestly say if you aren’t a fan of sci-fi / fantasy, this book will get you a bit interested.
3.5 Bad Boys from Smitten With Bad Boys: The author has created an excellent story world, interesting plot and compelling characters in her first novel of the series… I fully intend to read the next in the series, Finding My Faith, which just came out in March this year…This series has a lot of potential and it reminds me a lot of the Midnight Breed series – which is a very good thing in my point of view.
5 STARS from Ms Romantic Reads: This was my first read by author Carly Fall, and with this first in a series, I am HOOKED! Ms Fall’s delightfully wicked, cheeky and snarky narrative brings the six warriors and the heroine to life making them instantly likeable, loveable and leaves you feeling invested in them. You also get a feel for each individual personality which seems to fit their unique abilities and vice versa. The brief history of their origins, their home world SR44, was very detailed – their society and way of living, their forms, colors, sights and sounds. With all that knowledge, the warrior’s desire to return home was palpable and understandable.
Miscellaneous comments on Carly Fall:
“Your narrative voice is so strong and unique, raw and honest…”
“Shackled to the Night was a great introduction to the “dark side!” It was very hard to put away, I look forward to more of Carly’s work.”
“This was a great story. It’s very well written. The author has a great writing style that is easy to follow & pulls you in. If you enjoy steamy, dark novels, you’ll enjoy this book.”
“I LOVED this book! I can tell this is going to be another great series in the paranormal romance genre. I can’t wait to read the next in the series, which I am going to guess has to be about Aiden. Hurry up and write, Carly!”
“That book was absolutely wonderful! I gave it 5 stars. When will the series continue? Oh PLEASE don’t make me wait too long!”
“I love that you have this ability to take the reader on a journey with your characters, and there’s no stopping the fact that you fully engage the reader in every point.”
“Your writing is so poignant, funny, realistic…”
“This gripping, and often sexy, story leaves the reader wanting more…”
It turned out that Noah enjoyed his Bad Idea. Immensely.
The steak house was a family owned and operated business, a small restaurant with only ten tables and a small back room. Legend had it that the mob used to meet back there, but the owner, Saul wouldn’t confirm it, nor would he deny it. So it remained legend.
Saul greeted Noah as an old friend. He stood at five foot five, about two hundred pounds, had a head full of thick, black hair, and loved to laugh. Noah also believed that Saul loved his restaurant and its patrons more than he loved his wife. He didn’t bother trying to hide his surprise when Noah introduced Abby. Noah had been frequenting the place for years, and never once had he brought a woman with him. In fact, he had come here when Saul’s dad ran the place. When it was time for Noah to ship out of the area because hey, he wasn’t aging, he missed the place. He had to wait for Saul’s father to die before returning to the restaurant.
Saul sat them at the back table and lit the small candle in the middle of the red tablecloth. The lights were dimmed, and soft jazz played over the speakers. The walls were decorated with old pictures of Reno and Sparks, as well as Saul’s family going back many generations.
Saul knew how to do two things great. The first was steak, and he did it right. He owned his own cattle ranch just outside of town where the cattle were range fed. It translated into a succulent meal every time. The second was pairing wine with dinner to accommodate the taste of the guest.
Noah didn’t think his system could take any more alcohol, but as he sipped the Merlot Saul had brought for them, he found that his system was enjoying it. When his dinner arrived and he sampled the filet mignon and garlic mashed potatoes, his system was totally on board and very happy. Or maybe it was the breathtaking woman sitting across from him that had him flying high.
After her first two questions, the interview pretty much went out the window. He turned the tables and began asking questions about her. He couldn’t help himself. He wanted to know everything about her. That little voice in his head was screaming at him to get up and run as far and as fast as he could, but the more she talked, the more that voice in his head sounded as though it had been locked in a closet and gagged. By the time dessert arrived, the voice was nothing but a low hum in his head and terribly easy to ignore.
With prodding and a lot of questioning, he found out that Abby’s childhood hadn’t been pretty. She grew up in Sacramento, California where her father had died before she was born, and her mother was murdered just after Abby’s ninth birthday. He watched as her face saddened, but then the sadness disappeared as she continued talking.
“I suppose that’s why I have such a fascination in unsolved murders,” she said quietly, her finger slowly tracing the lip of the wine glass. Noah knew it wasn’t meant to be seductive; it was just something she was doing while she thought about what she was saying. But damn, it was sexy as hell. Her nails were cut short, and her fingers were long and graceful. There wasn’t a ring on any of them. She explained how she collected old murder files from the Reno and Sacramento area, and often looked through them, wondering if something had been missed at the crime scene, or if the murderer was just that good. She also said she had wondered if some of them had been committed by the same person, simply for the lack of evidence in some of the files.
“They never caught my mother’s murderer. I have this fantasy that one day I’ll be digging through old files and something will jump out at me, and I’ll somehow solve the case.” She sat back and scoffed. Her eyes met his, and he wanted to hunt down that killer and gut him, just for her. He prayed it wasn’t one of his Colonists, but just some human scum.
Drawing her out wasn’t easy. She seemed closed off and shy. Not like she had anything to hide, but like she wasn’t comfortable letting anyone get close to her. However, once he got her talking, once she seemed to trust him, she unveiled a lot of herself, which pleased him immensely.
She told him of growing up in an orphanage, as none of her remaining family would take her in after her mother’s death. She worked hard in school and went to the University of Nevada, Reno on a partial scholarship, student loans, and credit cards. In college, she’d learned how much fun partying was, and the boozing helped her break out of her shell a bit and make some friends. She kept her grades just good enough so she could keep the scholarship. When she graduated with her journalism degree, she wasn’t anything special, so any hope of getting into a big city paper pretty much flew out the window. The Reno paper was happy to have her, and the rest was history.
As he split the last bit of wine between their glasses, he asked how she liked her job.
She sighed. He really liked that sound. Depending on her mood, it seemed to convey so much feeling. Right now, it was uncertainty. When he had talked to her on the phone, it had been frustration. He had never known anyone who could communicate so much with so little.
“It’s okay. It’s fine. I can pay my bills.”
He thought it was a shame for such a pretty and intelligent female to be stuck doing something that she obviously didn’t like all that much.
Noah glanced at his watch and saw that the sun would be going down in about an hour. He was surprised that they had spent three hours together. It seemed like minutes. He hated to leave, but the last thing he needed was to explain why his eyes were glowing orange. His tech-head Talin had actually invented contact lenses that kept the nighttime glow of their eyes to a minimum, but they were highly uncomfortable, and Noah had not bothered with them except for a couple of times. He wished he had some now, because he felt like he could sit at the table with her all night.
He looked at Abby. Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the wine, her eyelids just a little droopy. As she sat back in her chair—her slim fingers twisting the stem of the wine glass—he really, really, didn’t want to leave, and he couldn’t remember the last time he had enjoyed himself so much. Probably some party on SR44 was the last time he had been this happy—certainly never on Earth. But often what one wanted to do wasn’t what one needed to do.
“I have an appointment at six,” he said quietly.
She paused a beat, then sat up in her chair, seeming to go back into business mode. “I understand,” she said. “I should get going as well.” She reached behind to get her purse that she had hung off the back of the chair.
Noah threw a couple of bills on the table and began walking out behind Abby.
“Noah!” Saul called. “Noah, you know your money isn’t good here!” It was the same thing every time Noah dined in the place. And just like every time before, Noah didn’t look back, just gave Saul the one finger salute over his shoulder. And just like every other time before, he heard some of the other patrons laugh, Saul’s chuckle the loudest of all.
Noah walked Abby to her car, a red Honda that should have been made into scrap metal about ten years ago. But at least the damn thing got her from point A to point B most of the time.
“Thank you for everything,” she said as she fished around in her bag for her keys. “Dinner was really wonderful. I don’t think I’ve ever tasted steak like that. I’m going to have to remember this place.” As if she could afford it on her salary, but maybe if she saved up it could be a special treat for herself.
She watched Noah out of the corner of her eye as he leaned his back against her car and looked her over, smiling. It made her feel slightly uncomfortable, the way his eyes roamed her face, watching her dig through her purse as she tried to find her damn keys. She felt herself flush and chastised herself for not putting her keys in the designated key pocket of her purse. That was what they made all the pockets in purses for—a place for everything, and everything in its place. It was too bad she ran her life a little bit differently, despite her best intentions. Mainly, wherever it dropped was where it stayed. If she put things where they belonged, she wouldn’t spend a good portion of her time looking for things and wondering where they were. She certainly wouldn’t be digging through her purse looking for her keys.
Finally, she found them.
She met Noah’s eyes and smiled. What she saw there surprised her. She watched as his eyes grew even darker, but yet the half grin on his face made him look endearing, almost like a little boy who had been caught stealing cookies and was sheepishly trying to get out of it. She held her breath as his hand suddenly grazed over her cheek, slid down her shoulder, and briefly squeezed her hand.
“Goodnight, Abby,” he said quietly and turned back toward his car. As he walked into the sunset, Abby watched his large body move, feeling stunned. Her cheek burned where he had touched her, and she found her heart beating a little faster. She reminded herself to breathe. She loved the way his shoulders seemed to roll with every step, the way his long, strong legs carried him with a lethal grace.
She shook her head and tried to bring herself around to reality. If he could make her feel like that with just a touch to the cheek, she couldn’t imagine what would happen if he kissed her.