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[[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1979 Releases]] | [[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1979 Releases]] | ||
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* '''Author''': [[Roberta Roleine]] | * '''Author''': [[Roberta Roleine]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 34]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 34]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1979 | * '''Year''': 1979 | ||
Paulette was awakened by her own screams. "It's only a nightmare;" she told herself, shaking with unfathomable terror. "A recurring nightmare." She slipped into her robe and stepped out onto the balcony. The soft Majorcan night enveloped her, and she saw again Ramon as he was in her dream, his eyes gazing into hers, his proud features haunting her. And then the image broke and faded, as she remembered the deadly end of the dream. Fate seemed to be drawing her forward. But to where? She sensed something terrible was going to happen, and she could do nothing to stop it. Nothing! | Paulette was awakened by her own screams. "It's only a nightmare;" she told herself, shaking with unfathomable terror. "A recurring nightmare." She slipped into her robe and stepped out onto the balcony. The soft Majorcan night enveloped her, and she saw again Ramon as he was in her dream, his eyes gazing into hers, his proud features haunting her. And then the image broke and faded, as she remembered the deadly end of the dream. Fate seemed to be drawing her forward. But to where? She sensed something terrible was going to happen, and she could do nothing to stop it. Nothing! | ||
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File:FATEDTO.jpg
Cover art for the Fated to Love
- Author: Roberta Roleine
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 34
- Year: 1979
Paulette was awakened by her own screams. "It's only a nightmare;" she told herself, shaking with unfathomable terror. "A recurring nightmare." She slipped into her robe and stepped out onto the balcony. The soft Majorcan night enveloped her, and she saw again Ramon as he was in her dream, his eyes gazing into hers, his proud features haunting her. And then the image broke and faded, as she remembered the deadly end of the dream. Fate seemed to be drawing her forward. But to where? She sensed something terrible was going to happen, and she could do nothing to stop it. Nothing!
