Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
“You have the blood of a burning witch. A witch I watched burn. You should not exist. Her kind is gone.” He pauses, his face tightening. “Your family has some answering to do. You reek of me. How is this even possible?”
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say.
“We shall see,” he says dryly, just before releasing me.
I start to scream as the air whooshes past me. It’s as if I’m falling through time. My heart stops as I get closer to kissing the floor. I would have taken my chances on that street if I knew I was going to be dropped to my death.
My life flashes before my eyes. Images of when I was a little girl, high school, my first day at work. Those were all interesting times for me.
Suddenly, what seems like flashes of a past life begin. It’s all overwhelming. Flashes of mystical-looking beings—power, so much power—fighting, lightning, flames, sisters, and him. I don’t know where the memories come from, but I know they belong to me. Not only can I see them, I feel them, but I also taste them. I can hear them calling out to me.
And then darkness overtakes me.
Kendrick
Just as I thought. She doesn’t hit the floor. One with her strength, her power, her blood would never have hit the ground. She has, however, fainted. As I look down upon her, her body is now suspended just a few feet above the cement.
I narrow my eyes as I watch the power that emits from her being. This is not the daughter of Ricci. Yes, his blood runs through her veins, but it is faint amid the essence of who she is.
I believe she’s telling the truth; the mirrors of revelation show just that. She has no idea who or what she is. I have yet to fully determine the answer to this mystery for myself.
I have recognized her as if she were my love. Not my true mate, but the only woman I’ve ever given my heart to. The woman who my soul aches and burns for. The woman I watched burn before my eyes.
Venus.
Just thinking her name brings pain that rocks through me to my core. I was so blinded by love I allowed her to convince me that her precious humans were trustworthy. We both learned the hard way they were not.
I guess her fate was just as they betrayed her, the same as she betrayed me. I still don’t understand what she was after or why. I have held these questions within for so long I’ve forgotten as much as I can.
“Focus, Kendrick,” I mutter to myself before I get sucked into that dark place.
I still don’t understand how this is possible, but I plan to find out. I lower to hover beside her. The scent of Venus, mixed with my own, permeates her skin all the more.
I don’t understand this.
My eyes roll over her. She is a stunning woman. Her beauty is such that it can’t be ignored. My love was the same. Gorgeous enough to blind the brightest stars.
I won’t allow such things to blind me. I need to understand what lies before me. I need to understand why Ray Ricci feels like both my love and my true mate.
The fever, my pounding heart, my power pulsing against my iron—pleading to be released—all signs of being in the presence of my bond mate. This shouldn’t be possible. The only love of my existence hadn’t even possessed enough power to be my match.
Yet I stand here feeling the bond pulse between us. Power circles her while reaching out for me. I roll my tongue in my mouth, tasting my mixed emotions—anger, confusion, the fierce need to protect.
I have not forgotten the fact that she was chased. Her blood summoned me to save her. I intend to destroy those who were after her.
First, I need to understand.
I raise a hand and wave it over her head. Instantly, I’m pulled into this woman’s mind. However, I’m not placed into her current thoughts. I’m thrown back in time to the one lifetime I’ve never wanted to return to.
No.
Immortal Bliss
Kingdom of Nar …
Placing a hand on her thigh as her long limbs dangle from my sides, I look into my love’s eyes. The feel of her skin beneath my palm is warm but soft. I can also feel the pulsing of her power that lies locked away deep within.
“What?” she pants as she rides my length.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Um.” She makes the sound in the back of her throat.
I’ve held our bodies levitating high above the ground inside her small quarters for hours as we’ve made love. I prefer it up here when in the confines of her home. This modest living is beneath her, but Venus insists on remaining in this village with the people she’s come to call her own.