Good news! Our wait is over. “Time Search”, the next book in Danele Rotharmel’s wonderful time travel series has been released!
A little about Danele, in case you’re not yet familiar with her: Danele’s life took an unexpected turn when a mysterious illness brought her close to death. Eventually, she learned that a carbon monoxide leak from a faulty furnace was poisoning her. This poisoning triggered Multiple Chemical Sensitivity causing her to be put in quarantine. For seven years, she could only talk to friends and extended family through a windowpane. During this time, she wrote the first six books in The Time Counselor Chronicles. Although her journey back to health was difficult, it provided her the opportunity to grow closer to God and write her books. For that, she’s forever thankful. To learn more about Danele, visit her blog: https://dragonflydanele.wordpress.com/
SO, WHAT IS ‘TIME SEARCH’ ALL ABOUT?
A nameless evil lurks in the shadows…
In the wake of a recent wave of violence, TEMCO employees are left reeling. While some of the staff are put into hiding, others are left behind to discover the true identity of the mysterious nemesis who is determined to destroy them all. While Crystal, Marc, and Zeke search for clues to unravel the mystery of his real name, their enemy is lurking in the shadows searching for TEMCO’s missing leaders. It’s a race against the clock! And as the hours and seconds tick away, it’s anyone’s guess whose search will be completed first. It’s a classic battle of good versus evil, and the stakes couldn’t be higher!
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DANELE SAYS: One of my favorite aspects of Time Search is its underlying Cinderella theme. Many of my readers have said they love Crystal Stuart, and in this book, Crystal gets her chance to shine. As my readers know, Crystal is extremely smart—except when it comes to guys. The frumpy computer tech has a crush on Marc Kerry, TEMCO’s Campus King, but he’s not sure whether he’s attracted to her or not. In Time Search, Zeke finagles Marc into taking Crystal on a date, but when she learns that Marc isn’t enthusiastic about the idea, she enlists Nicole’s help. Please enjoy an excerpt from Time Search:
Hot tears were flowing down Crystal’s face, and she was so angry that she felt as if she were choking. In a burst of rage, she kicked the trashcan next to the vending machines, sending it sailing across the room.
“Whoa,” a musical voice said. “What’s wrong, Cris?”
Turning, Crystal saw Nicole curled up on the sofa. Wiping her tears away with a brusque hand, she mumbled self-consciously, “Hi, Nicole. I didn’t see you. What are you doing here?”
“I’m taking Zeke to lunch.” Nicole motioned for her to come closer. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she lied.
Nicole chuckled. “I’d believe you, but I’ve never seen a trashcan sailing across the room under its own power before.” She patted the sofa. “Come here, and tell me all about it.”
Crystal lowered herself onto the couch. “Have you ever felt so humiliated that you didn’t know whether to kill someone slowly and scatter his remains up and down the Potomac, or whether to climb inside your clothes hamper, pull down the lid, and hide there for about a month?”
Nicole’s musical laughter filled the air. “Sure I have, although I might not have described the feeling quite so eloquently. Who has inspired your murderous thoughts?”
Crystal’s brow lowered. “Marc. He offered to escort me to the charity ball tonight.”
“And that’s not a good thing because…”
“Because Zeke made him do it.”
Crystal felt another tear zigzagging its way down her cheek. “I’m not crying,” she said defensively. “I’m just so mad that I don’t know what to do with myself. I overheard Marc telling Zeke that I was going to step all over him and break all his toes.” Crystal sighed. “That’s at least one thing he’s mistaken about. I know it’s hard to believe, but I really am a good dancer.”
Nicole smiled. “I’m sure you are, but Marc questioning your dancing ability isn’t what sent the trashcan sailing, is it?”
Shaking her head, Crystal bit her lip. “I don’t mind the dancing slur because it’s understandable considering the klutzy way I’ve been behaving, but…”
“Go on. Tell me the worst.”
“Marc said he had no desire to date me.” Crystal’s voice caught. “He s-said I was a z-zero in the looks department. He said I wasn’t alluring.” Another tear made its way down her cheek. “That hurt because I know it’s true. I’m not exactly pretty, and I wouldn’t know how to be alluring even if I tried.” Pushing at her owlish glasses, Crystal felt an angry spark entering her eyes. “I may not be alluring, but I sure wish for one night I could be. I wish I could make Marc eat his words. I wish I could bowl him over so completely that he didn’t know whether he was coming or going!”
Nicole laughed. “Well, why don’t you?”
“Look at me!”
“I am looking, and I don’t exactly see the problem. Stand up, Cris.”
As Crystal stood up, Nicole walked around her, studying her from every angle. “Do you need your glasses?”
“Not really,” she said. “But wearing them is easier than remembering where I put them last.”
“Take them off.”
Crystal stuck them in her pocket.
Nicole pulled the pencil, chopstick, pen, and rubber band from Crystal’s hair and let the blonde waves hang free. “You have beautiful hair. Why do you pin it up so unbecomingly?”
“Speed, I suppose. I guess I don’t think about it much.”
Nicole stared at Crystal’s baggy sweater. Grabbing a generous handful of material on each side of her waist, she laughed. “Crystal, honey, how would you like to knock the socks off of Marc?”
Crystal giggled. “I’d love it. Do you think it’s possible?”
Putting her head to one side, Nicole giggled too. “It’s not only possible, but it’s going to happen. You and I are going to strike a blow that will make all the arrogant males in the universe run for cover!” Nicole looked at her watch. “We’ll need to work fast, though. We only have a few hours to turn you into part goddess and part glamour girl. If we’re going to do this, you’ll have to put yourself completely in my hands. Are you willing to do that?”
Crystal nodded grimly. “Not only willing—practically panting. If I can get even with Marc, I’ll be ready to do anything.”