Seven Rings Binding by Catherine Snodgrass

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Nate Blackburn is determined to keep his mother's inheritance in the rightful hands of his mother, even if that means he has to marry the psychic he thinks is bilking her of her fortune. Libby Claiborne grasps at the chance for marriage and the opportunity to save her family from the hell her stepbrother Clayton has created. Together Nate and Libby discover they have much more in common than they realized--a love that cannot be denied and a mystical ability that has the power to destroy them both. A power one embraces and the other refuses to accept. (2nd Place Winner in the 2002 PRISM Awards! 3rd Place Winner in the 2002 ERA Awards!

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"Silence, everyone," Clayton said. "Libby needs silence to reach from this world to the next."

Ridiculous, Libby told herself. Any impressions she received were from those living, not those departed. Why did people need the farce of a séance for her to tell them what they wanted to know, when she could easily do so without it? She released a long sigh in the hope of easing her tension. With the following intake of breath came another more horrifying feeling.

Knife-like pain stabbed deep into the pit of her stomach. Libby jerked free of Nate's and Nedra's hands. Nate sucked in a breath. Her fingernails had gouged his palm. An apology lodged in her throat. She curled her fists into her midsection.

Too late. It was too late. Panic squeezed an ugly grip around her heart, making each quickening beat a thump against her breastbone.

"No ... dear God, no," she whispered through gasps of air.

She was vaguely conscious of Nate's presence by her side, of Clayton's cranking up the lamp, of the fear paling the guests' faces.

"I ... I have to go." She stood so fast she toppled the chair. The door. Where was the door? All around was black.

"I need out now!"

"Libby, stop it!

She ducked Clayton's reach and butted against Nate's hard body. At the touch of his gentle hands upon her shoulders, she spun around.

"Help me. I need to leave now. Before it's too late."

If he hesitated, it was so brief she could not notice. With her tucked protectively under his arm, he strode to the far wall and yanked open the door behind the black sheeting. A cool rush of air washed over her, yet the call that etched deep into her soul grew stronger.Stifling a muffled cry, she broke free of Nate and ran for the hotel exit.