We’re burning up
Like solar, summer flares.
Entwined.
Traces, and sizzling sheets,
And heated syncopation.
The quickening of a fleeting fire.
Extinguished licks drawn boreal.
When limbs satiate, and cool,
And fall back into blue moonlight.
We lie, distant, exposed,
And icebound.
It's freezing in here.
Blending Southern Gothic mystery romance, fantasy, theater, dance, music, and flashes of humor, tells the story of a pair of lovers in two separate time periods who find themselves battling an evil fifty years apart.
Book 3 f of the Horses of Tir Na Nog Romance trilogy
CJ’s dreams continue, as she finds herself back at the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul. First, seeking protection for Rachel, then, the entire Sisterhood. (Actually, make that Sisterhoods; as there wil
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