Tilly and Dominic are prisoners of the witches, and Spencer will do anything to rescue them, even as his dreaded wedding day gets nearer. What he doesn’t know is there’s a traitor in their midst, and she’s determined to make him hers.
With her eighteenth birthday approaching, Tilly is in serious danger of becoming host to a demon, while Dominic suffers every time she leaves his side.
Time is running out for all of them, and the only way any of them will make it is if they fight.
When sleep finally, blissfully claimed me that night, I was delighted to find myself dreaming of Spencer standing by the sparkling stream, sunlight sliding buttery fingers over his bare chest and catching in his tousled ebony hair. I smiled at him, my heart fluttering in my chest at the sight of him, and stumbled out of the shade of the trees toward him. He looked up at my arrival, and his blue eyes lit up with almost unbearable happiness.
“Tilly,” he breathed, staring at me in disbelief. Planning
I grinned and practically threw myself into his arms. He caught me and crushed me close against his chest, resting his cheek on the top of my head.
“God, you have no idea how worried I’ve been about you,” he murmured, pulling back to cup my face in his hands.
His blue eyes burned into mine, and my breath caught as the searing intensity of his gaze pierced me all the way to my toes. “You have no idea how good it is to see you,” I returned quietly, and before he could reply, I leaned into him and kissed him.
I felt the thrill sink into my bones, and I locked my arms around his neck. His lips pressed softly on mine, but I wanted more.
About the Author:
H.G. Lynch is a Paranormal Romance author from Scotland. She is an avid reader, and cat-lover. She spends most of her days writing, while wrestling her cat off her laptop. She loves horse-riding, Star Trek, and snow.
Her books are dark paranormal romances.