| Author: | Christine Pope | ISBN: | 1230003177778 |
| Publisher: | Dark Valentine Press | Publication: | June 25, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Christine Pope |
| ISBN: | 1230003177778 |
| Publisher: | Dark Valentine Press |
| Publication: | June 25, 2019 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Her rescuer. Her protector. But not his Chosen.
Two years after the Dying, Amber McCoy is still living rough, foraging in the ruins of the world to survive. The pickings are slim, but not as slim as the dating pool. She’s the last living soul in San Marino, California.
Except for them. Angels? Devils? All she knows is, one of them attacked her. And another one saved her, piercing her with night-black eyes and growling a single word — run. Since doing just that, she’s been utterly alone.
Idris, a djinn elder, is inspecting the lush, green grounds of his new estate when he encounters the young woman he saved, still impossibly fragile-looking and skittish as a wild doe. Luring her with the promise of comforts she’s been denied for too long, he begins the delicate process of convincing her that she has nothing to fear from him.
As these two lonely creatures spend more time together, each touch strengthening the current of desire humming between them, Idris is acutely aware that this idyllic time can’t last. Soon Amber will be forced to choose between two paths…neither of which can ever lead to his arms.
Her rescuer. Her protector. But not his Chosen.
Two years after the Dying, Amber McCoy is still living rough, foraging in the ruins of the world to survive. The pickings are slim, but not as slim as the dating pool. She’s the last living soul in San Marino, California.
Except for them. Angels? Devils? All she knows is, one of them attacked her. And another one saved her, piercing her with night-black eyes and growling a single word — run. Since doing just that, she’s been utterly alone.
Idris, a djinn elder, is inspecting the lush, green grounds of his new estate when he encounters the young woman he saved, still impossibly fragile-looking and skittish as a wild doe. Luring her with the promise of comforts she’s been denied for too long, he begins the delicate process of convincing her that she has nothing to fear from him.
As these two lonely creatures spend more time together, each touch strengthening the current of desire humming between them, Idris is acutely aware that this idyllic time can’t last. Soon Amber will be forced to choose between two paths…neither of which can ever lead to his arms.
