The
Light brought her to him, but does he have the faith to make her his
queen?
For
twenty years, Avant plotted revenge against the dark king, but when a
mysterious woman suddenly appears, everything changes. Although his
prophetic Gift reveals she's the Seed of Light chosen to restore the
Crown, his overwhelming attraction to the women threatens his
long-held plan for revenge and two decades of fidelity.
Abby
Randall is inexplicably transported from Dallas to the medieval land
of Jastain. There she meets Avant, who claims she's the foretold
champion of his people. While the hot guy has her hormones pumping,
his crazy talk of defeating an evil king leaves questions to his
sanity. Through his supernatural Gift, Avant transplants his memories
into her, but neither are prepared for how their hearts intertwine.
Together they embark
on their quest, but when Abby and Avant come face to face with
destiny, will they sacrifice what matters
most to provide a happily-ever-after for the people of Jastain?
Excerpt:
When Avant climbed back to the cave,
his hair was wet. He'd slicked it back from his face and tied it into
a little ponytail with a leather string. The sexy shadow of a light
beard softened his angular jaw, and the thick waves of his hair
shined with chestnut highlights in the morning sun. It was a good
look for him, but then again, what wasn’t? Abby ran her fingers
through her own tangled tresses and pulled her hair back. What she
wouldn't give for a hairclip.
“Would you like a thong for your
hair?”
She giggled at the word thong,
certain that what she pictured was not what he referenced. “Do
you have an extra one? I’d like to get it out of my face, and I
don’t have anything.” Actually she had her own thong, but she
sure as hell wasn't putting it in her hair.
He immediately unlaced the tie at the
neck of his shirt and handed it to her.
She gasped and put a hand to her face
to hide the heat in her cheeks as his shirt fell open below his
breast bone. “You don’t have to do that.”
Her blood coursed wildly at the sight
of the smooth muscles of his chest. A soft sprinkling of dark hair
beckoned her fingers. She swallowed hard.
“It’s all right. Please use it.
It will be a hard day’s journey with hair in your face.” His
words rang in her mind so sincerely she forgot her embarrassment, but
her eyes kept flitting to his heavenly chest.
“Thank you, Avant, and not only
for the lace but for everything you're doing to help me.”
Holding her gaze, he nodded once, and
her heart fluttered. Was it getting warm in the cave? She wiped the
beads of sweat from her forehead.
“It is time to be off if we are
to make it to the next shelter before nightfall.” He picked up
his pack and walked to the mouth of the cave. She grabbed her bag and
followed.
Climbing down proved to be more
difficult than going up. The muscles required to lower herself from
one level to the next worked her thighs and butt like no gym
equipment she'd ever experienced. It was like doing hours of squats.
She trudged down the mountain with the previous day's tumult
weighting her down like the “freshman ten.” Avant helped her
along on the steeper steps, but, for the most part, she made them on
her own, clippity-clopping in those damned Docinis all the way.
When he reached the bottom, he
disappeared around an outcropping. Abby took the last little step to
the base and hurried after him. As she turned the corner, Avant
grabbed her arm and spun her around. Driving her back against the
rock, he pressed the length of his rigid body against her. His face,
barely three inches from hers, clenched in thin lines of stress. Her
heart raced…with fear.
She was pretty sure it was fear.
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