Destined ~ A Time Travel Anthology by Denise Alicea & JC Cooper Genre: Time Travel Romance
Discover a gripping collection of time traveler romance stories…
With period-perfect details, dashing heroes, and settings ranging from 1950s New York to war-torn 387 BC Ireland, this page-turning anthology will leave you begging for more!
Traveler by JC Cooper
Young, strong, smart, and independent, the last thing Sofie wants is to fall in love – until William McKay happened, that is. Despite all her efforts, she can’t help but begin falling for him. And after a day that leaves her hopeful and heartbroken, the last thing Sofie wanted turns out to be the first thing she needs…
Consoling Angel by Denise Alicea
Overcome with grief and burying herself in her studies, Mira wants nothing more than to hide away from the world and its cruelties. The only thing keeping her going is her admiration for the long-dead Hollywood actor, James Dean. Mira wishes she could meet the actor and tell him how much he means to her. Little does she know her wish is about to come true.
But when she does finally mean the Hollywood hunk, she’s soon faced with the most difficult decision she’s ever had to make…
Fireworks by Denise Alicea
Sarah Taylor is struggling to come to terms with her grandfather’s passing. But when she discovers a seemingly innocuous faded photograph among a lifetime of possessions, she momentarily forgets her grief.
But there’s more to the faded picture than she realizes – as she’ll soon find out. Transported to 1950s New York and thrown into a world recovering from the Second World War, things only get stranger when she meets her grandfather face-to-face.
And as they get to know each other, Sarah’s feelings begin to grow…
Destined by Denise Alicea
Two lovers, torn apart by war. The Irish are besieged by the Roman legions under the order of Emperor Julius Caesar. But in the midst of battle and bloodshed, a spark ignites between two unlikely lovers. However, they soon discover that love is much harder than it seems when you’re fighting for your futures…
Hours later, a huge crash woke her up and she found herself sitting straight up in her bed. Moving the hair away from her face, she slowly crawled out of bed slowly and tip toed to the door. Before she opened the door, she grabbed the wooden bat gripping it firmly as she opened the door. Cursing under her breath as she hears the door creaking. Seeing a huge shadow in her living room, readying the bat in her hands Sarah swings it. Instead it slips her hands flying across the living room with a resounding ding.
“Grenade!” James shouted as he ducked hoping that his helmet and the object in front of him protected him. He looked again in the dark, why does this object look like a sofa. He huddles down to the ground and waits, but nothing happens. Slowly holding onto his helmet, he gets on his hands and knees only to be confronted by yellow eyes and a wet nose. It swipes and hisses at him, a cat! James falls back and hits a table, knocking a lamp into the floor. He turns around and sees it in pieces.
Cursing under her breath and no time to call the cops, Sarah charged at him in full speed. Jumping on him and punching him in the face. “Who the hell are you and why are you in my home?” Sarah yelled at the tops of her lungs. Blinking, James took a second after the punch to recover to look at his attacker. Who was this woman and where was he?
Grabbing her hands and holding back from his face, “I was fighting Nazis five minutes ago and now I’m. Where the hell am I lady?”
“You are in New York and how would you be fighting Nazi’s? It’s 2013 and I know Nazi’s still exist but not in the form you’re talking about. You got the wrong house buddy, so I suggest you get up and leave,” Sarah said getting up and walking away from him to compose herself. Why did he look so familiar? She found a good lamp, praying that it would turn on and it did. She could see this man a bit better. He looked like someone who came out of a convention.
James composing himself the best he could, stood up and could see all around him. He went from the battlefield and suddenly was in a place that looked like something out of one of those science fiction books he read. “This is some kind of joke,” he said standing up and looking around him, in a trance like he was in a dream. “This is all a dream and I’m going to wake up.”
Born in Manhattan and raised in Connecticut, Denise Alicea started writing when drawing and painting simply weren't enough. A writer of fantasy, time travel, romance and more, Denise has won two awards for her short stories and several finalist nominations. She loves technology, reading, watching movies, and managing her blog over at The Pen & Muse Book Reviews.