Book 1 Daughters of the Crescent Moon
When Jarek, Prince of Leisos, discovers someone he trusts is slowly poisoning him, he travels to the future in search of a cure. Driven by vengeance, he enlists the help of an impudent scientist to return him to his time.
As they try to find a solution, Kelly struggles with her feelings for Jarek while dodging the police and a visitor from her past.
Caught between his growing desire for Kelly and the need to expose his would-be assassin before they strike again, Jarek must decide between forfeiting his ticket home or losing the only woman he's ever loved.
"Destiny's Past" is fast-paced and involves the wild romance of Kelly and Jarek. Kelly is not sure she wants to get involved but can't resist the handsome stranger from a different time. This is a wonderful and sometimes steamy paranormal romance you won't want to miss - Jean Brickell, Reader's Favorite Reviews
Susan Mobley, Romantic Times Magazine: "Lee's first book of the Daughters of the Crescent Moon Trilogy is an intriguing time-travel with magic, attempted murder, a mystery solved and a story to be continued...an enjoyable journey into the land of what-if and make-believe."
Linda Tonis Paranormal Romance Guild " 5*****Stars. The love affair between Jarek and Kelly is wonderful, and many of the things Jarek discovers are very funny. There is also a mystery as to who was poisoning Jarek, and if he can return in time to save his brother. This was such an interesting book, I didn't want to put it down, and I didn't. There is love, betrayal, mystery and paranormal, what more can you ask for. This was book one and I can't wait for book two."
"Follow Kelly Richards, Medical Examiner, as she flees from her personal demons into a strange and compelling world where magic and reality collide. From what has to be one of the most original introductions of a "leading man" to the last lovely page, I was caught up in the mystery and romance of this novel. Waiting for the sequel!" - Sue Harrison, Amazon Review
"The flow of the story was very well planned; I didn’t want to stop reading! I loved the characters; each one had heart and their own voice. However what really stuck out for me was that while I was reading I could really picture the places the story was set in and I could clearly picture the characters. Patricia’s use of description for me helped bring this brilliant story to life." - Read2Review
Patricia_Lee author show interview.mp3
where I discuss who I wrote Destiny's Past for, specific qualities of characters
Kelly and Jarek and what my favorite scene in the book is. Click on the play
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Mythbehaving, where I discuss my views of urban fantasy, some tips and
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Apparently she made it home, since she was sitting in her apartment parking lot, but Kelly had no recollection of driving. Her eyes zeroed in on the blue rose lying on the passenger seat.
He was here.
She stumbled out of the vehicle and ran to the entrance of her building, her heart thumping in tandem with her racing feet. David had found her. Did he want to resume their relationship? Maybe the flower was only a token to say hello. If so, he would have left a note.
Her hand shook so much she dropped her keys in front of her door. She retrieved them from the carpet, cupped her right hand with her left to slide the key into the lock. With a heavenly snick, the lock gave. She zipped inside.
And collided with a compact wall of muscle. Shrieking, Kelly backed against the closed door. Terror clogged her throat.
"Kelly, Kelly." The hall light flicked on. Jarek stood there, hand outstretched, as if trying to calm a trapped animal.
She stepped forward, slid into his embrace and held on tight. Since her parents died, she'd relied on no one. Hadn't wanted to. But she needed Jarek now. As his powerful arms held her close, the steady beat of his heart calmed her, and the adrenaline burst ebbed.
He tucked her head beneath his chin and caressed her back in slow, soothing strokes. When she broke their embrace, he held on a moment longer, then gave her a final squeeze. A tremor danced through her when he stepped away and framed her face with his hands. Craving more of his touch, she started to close the gap between them, but changed her mind. Best to keep her distance.
"Are you all right?" His eyes traced over her face.
She glanced away, not wanting him to see vulnerability in her face. A grown woman shouldn't be running to the
nearest person for comfort-especially a man who claimed to be a time
traveler, but in all likelihood was from the loony bin.
He led her to the living room, pulled her down to sit on the couch, and tilted her chin so she would look into his eyes. "What is wrong?" His lips pursed into a thin line. "Something frightened you. Tell me. Perhaps I can help."
His old world charm pulled a smile to the edges of her mouth. Whether he was crazy or not, his concern warmed the iciness in her veins. It might be good to tell another person of the guilt she lived with every day, the pain invading her soul.
Kelly pressed her lips together and plucked at an unseen fiber on the couch, stalling, knowing she should unleash her burden but at the same time scared to relive it as well. Jarek took her hand, caressed them with his thumb.
"After my sister died, I was in a really dark place. I broke off my relationship with David, the man I was seeing at the time. Naturally, he was disappointed, upset. He didn't understand why I wouldn't want him to help me through a difficult period of my life. But I needed to be by myself. And I needed time to heal, away from everyone, everything. The best way for me to deal was not to deal.
"I threw myself into my studies, doubled up on courses. When I wasn't at school, I took whatever extra shifts I could at work. David thought once I finished grieving, we could get back together. And maybe, unconsciously, I sent that message, but it wasn't intentional. He said I was avoiding him, but in essence, I was avoiding life. Instead of giving me the space I wanted, he became persistent, waiting for me after work or wanting to help with my studies."
She walked through memories of those dark days in her mind, seeing the shadows of her existence. School. Work. The fitful sleep. Not eating for days. The endless numbness.
Jarek's deep, soft timber broke into her reverie. "Perhaps it was the only way he knew to aid you."
"Maybe." But every time she saw him, she saw Stephanie. She couldn't tell Jarek that. Not now. Not yet. "I asked him not to contact me again. He became angry, defensive, accused me of playing him. It got to the point where I thought it best to break off all contact. So I left. I packed up everything I could take with me in a weekend and drove away."
She leaned back against the couch. Memories
sliced her heart into jagged pieces.
When she felt she could talk again, she continued. "Tonight, when I finished work, I found a single blue rose on the windshield of my car. David knows my favorite flower is a blue rose."
"You believe this man, David, has returned?" Jarek's brows knotted together.
"I haven't dated since I moved here a year ago. No one else knows what my favorite flower is, and a blue rose is not that common. He's here. I know it."
"What are you going to do?"
"I'm not sure."
"Do you wish to resume a relationship with this man?" His hand tensed around hers.
"Why not? He has taken the time to find you, so he must care for you. Did you not enjoy his company when you were together?"
"Oh, I know David cares for me, but there is such a thing as caring too much."
He frowned, shaking his head. "I do not understand."
"In my time, it's called stalking." Kelly blinked. In my time. Now why would she say it like that, as if she were explaining it to someone who wasn't from this era? Must have been a slip of the tongue.
"It's when a person doesn't take 'no' for an answer. They believe they're meant to be with you, no matter what. There are different degrees. David was persistent, but I'm pretty sure he would never hurt me. I just don't want to see him again. I don't have those types of feelings for him anymore."
A spark flickered in Jarek's expression. "What do you mean?"
"You know, when you can't wait to see the other person. When they look at you, and your whole world lights up. The soft butterfly tingling in your stomach when they gaze into your eyes…"
She blushed and turned away. Why the embarrassment? It wasn't like she felt that way with Jarek. Hell, she didn't even know him. "Haven't you had those feelings before?"
His expression was inscrutable. He didn't comment but she could sense him staring. Deep, steady, and unblinking, like he was trying to see into her heart. The silence dragged on for an eternity. There was only so much of her soul she was willing to reveal. The agony of that fateful night was still too painful and raw to expose to a virtual stranger.
She rested back with a sigh, the weight on her heart eased a bit. The couch shifted as Jarek rose.
A series of four sharp pops split the silence.