Eternal Light
Few Are Angels #3
By- Inger Iversen
Expected Publication Date- June 1st, 2015
“I’m entirely yours and nothing will change that, not even time or distance.” -Ella
Ella has accepted her fate of 15 years with Aleixandre, but she won’t accept the fact that he plans to use to powers to eradicate the Chorý race. Neither his promise to release her of her debt early or allow Kale to reside with her in the garden house is enough to make Ella change her mind. Instead, Ella, Kale and Jace look for the mysterious Zdrowy, a group of Chorý thought have been cured of la Luxure.
Kale used to be convinced that the Chorý race was nothing but monsters, but do they all deserve to be exterminated? The question plagues Kale as he and Ella search for the mythical group of cured Chorý.
In the final installment of the Few Are Angels series, Ella and Kale are set on a path that not only leads to a cure to the Chorý status, but may offer Kale what he has been chasing his entire immortal life: absolution.
Excerpt
As Kale slowed his movements and fell to the
side, bringing me with him, I willed my lungs to work and begged my heart to
slow.
His lips caressed the shell of my
ear as he spoke. “I wanted to warn you before I . . .” he cleared his voice,
“you know. And I couldn’t do that with my teeth in your neck.”
At his words, I reached up and touched the
still tender area. His skin was radiating a pearlescent glow. I reached out and
smoothed my hand over his soft cheek. He turned, catching my palm and placed a
kiss there without breaking eye contact with me. I flushed under the intensity
of his gaze.
“Are you okay?” His voice held such a soothing
quality with its strong yet soft timbre.
I nodded. “I can’t feel my legs.”
His lips lifted in a satisfied grin. “Good.” He
kissed my palm again.
I cocked a brow. “Good? I may never
walk again and you think that is good?” He laughed so loud and whole-heartedly
that I joined him. Shoving my face in the crook of his neck I settled in close
as the realization hit me that he was leaving me tonight.
As if he’d noticed the change in
mood, Kale lifted my face to meet his. “It won’t be forever. I won’t be gone
forever. I can’t.” He closed his eyes and pressed his cheek to mine. “I will
kill anyone who threatens to keep me from you, Ella. I have waited so long to
hold you.” He pulled away. “It’s never goodbye. We will never say goodbye to
one another. Do you understand me?”
I was without words and could only manage a
nod.
Kale kissed my lips, cheek, and brow. He rolled
me over and settled gently between my thighs. “Say it.” My brow furrowed in
confusion as I accepted Kale against my body and wrapped my arms around his
strong back. He grinned. “Tell me, as you like to say, ‘see ya later.’”
I laughed. “I’ve never said that to
you.” When he didn’t say a word, I sobered up. “Okay, you win.” I sighed. “See
ya later.”
He kissed me hard, bruising my tender lips with
his love. I would see him later and he would come back to me. If time and death
couldn’t keep us apart, I doubted there was anything else in the world that
could.
About the Author
Inger Iversen lives in Virginia Beach with her tree-hugging boyfriend, Joshua and her overweight lap cat, Max. When not reading or writing she spends her time watching reruns of True Blood, Walking Dead or killing zombies in Call Of Duty. Of course, if the world were to change into some World War Z type situation, she’d probably be the only chick running around searching for a Ray Gun!
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