The choice is clear. She can share her life, gifting half her soul to the man she loves, or she can live her every lifetime without him. In the 15th century, it was an easy enough sacrifice. Today, who knows what she’ll decide to do when the choice is presented? Especially, since their last lifetime together ended tragically. Now the waters are muddied... moreThe choice is clear. She can share her life, gifting half her soul to the man she loves, or she can live her every lifetime without him. In the 15th century, it was an easy enough sacrifice. Today, who knows what she’ll decide to do when the choice is presented? Especially, since their last lifetime together ended tragically. Now the waters are muddied. The bitterness and distrust of ages past have somehow been carried through to the present, which makes the task of reconnecting to her nearly impossible. Unless… He can convince her to forgive him. Truth be told? What he needed to do was pull off a miracle by getting her to put her faith into his hands and love him all over again. Only problem? If she commits, there’s a chance they’ll break their eternal bond, lose their every future together, and be condemned to live in different worlds soulless for all eternity. She shook her head and her eyes fluttered opened as she cried, “I’m…I’m choking. I’m going to die.” “Never. Unless it’s in my arms from pleasure, I swear.” He leaned down and engulfed her. “God, now that I’ve found you, I will always be closer than the breath within you. Relax. Breathe deeply. Breathe with me. I’m here.” She gasped. Panted, almost hyperventilating, and he knew he needed to do something. “Fi—Finley.” He hated the clumsy way that came out, but as usual, her unfamiliar name didn’t roll easily off his tongue. Especially when he ached so much to call her by the one name that did. “Trust me.” “But…” He pressed his lips to her furrowed brow. “I am the whisper of wind you feel upon you.” She shivered. “I’m the wicked tingle that vibrates beneath your skin.” She moaned. “I am your defender as you shed your pride and embrace your darkest desires for me. I am the shadow of dusk and the break of dawn as we face each new day together.” “Day?” “And night, mia lei, but those belong to me. Right now, you are mine.” less
