Eternal ~ Brides of the Ovedani Book 1

Legend 

Brides of the Ovedani Book #4  Available for preorder. 

She’s a skilled rogue vampire slayer. He’s a legendary vampire with a death wish. Can they get along despite their differences?

When the sexy and sarcastic vampire hunter Tara finds her fate colliding with a powerful vampire, she’s thrust into a dangerous fight for her life. Hunted by a sinister enemy and forced to rely on Gideon for protection, she can’t help but find him impossible to resist…

Struggling to maintain control of himself and grappling with centuries of pain, Gideon sees a glimmer of light in Tara. For the first time, dying is no longer an option. But if their enemies catch up to them, he risks losing her forever…

Can Gideon keep Tara safe from the forces determined to destroy her? Or will the fear of losing his newfound mate be enough to push him over the edge?

Short Excerpt:

“What did you just say to me?” I grasped his arm. “I mean it, darn it. Tell me what you keep saying to me in Italian.”

“Vivo solo per i tuoi baci.”

He leaned forward, giving me another slow, passionate kiss that made my insides melt like heated butter.

“Loosely translated, it means I live only for your kisses.”

I glanced down, unable to meet his gaze while my face burned.

No one had ever said anything so romantic to me before. I peered up at him, unsure if he was serious or if it was just a line. Something he used on the women with whom he planned to have sex.

“Why do you say that?”

“I have thought of little else since I first saw you when we met.” He held my attention, his dark eyes intent as he searched my expression for something.

“For centuries, I searched for a mate, for a woman who would complete me. In absence of such a woman, I wished for someone, anyone, who could make me feel… anything.” He took my hand in his and placed a passionate kiss against my palm.

“After searching for so long, I thought my heart had withered. I thought it long dead.”

For a moment, he stared down, his thumb caressing the back of my hand.

“I found myself thinking darker and darker thoughts as the years passed until I could no longer stand the dark shadows filling my soul.”

With his head bent over my hand, I couldn’t see his expression, or his eyes—not that either would have revealed much. They rarely did.

“It was as though I had lived my life in a perpetual night, with no promise of the sun.”

He lifted his head, his intent focus holding mine.

“Then I saw you sitting in the kitchen at Casa Sicura. You were a beacon shining through the darkness. Your scent is that of the sweetest honey, your skin the velvety softness of a perfect flower.”

My stomach flipped at his earnest words. Either my judgment was lacking, or he meant every word he said.

“I saw you and my heartbeat raged out of control, my breathing stopped and I realized, in that perfect moment, I didn’t want to breathe if I couldn’t draw in the scent of your beautiful hair or the glorious honey of your very being.

“Impossibly, I forgot the centuries of loneliness when I looked into your lovely, midnight-blue eyes and saw the stars of a darkened sky.”

Slowly, deliberately, he kissed the tips of each of my fingers.

“If just one of your kisses can bring my dead heart to life, what could two or three accomplish? Perhaps a miracle, yes?”

He stared at my lips for a minute, his expression so intense, I almost grabbed him by the ears and dragged him to me for another passionate kiss.

I didn’t because I wanted to hear more. I yearned to hear more. I think I needed to hear him say the words as much as he needed to say them.

“I live to kiss your sweet lips because life just isn’t worth living without doing so. Only you have returned the light to the darkness inside me, and I adore you for it. What is life without the light? What is breath without life? Before you, I barely existed. With you, my heart sings and I live.”

 

Hello!

One of these days I'm going to remember I should post here more often. I'm trying, really I am.

With things going the way they are, and the vaccine released, people signing up to get the vaccine and covid-19 (with any luck at all) moving toward the horizon for its sunset goodbye, we need to remember to be grateful for everything in our lives.

Be grateful for your family and friends, the fact that your needs are met, (providing of course that they are met), and most of all be grateful to be alive. There are some out there who aren't as lucky as we are. Remember, no matter how difficult you might think your life is, there is always someone out there who isn't as lucky as you are. It might be hard to believe sometimes but it's true.

Before my husband and I got our truck and camper we used to think people who had trucks and campers were lucky, rich even. Then we got our camper and we were happy for a while. Then, after a few months, that happiness wore off. Why? Because now that we had a camper and truck, we wanted a better camper and truck. 

It wasn't because we bought a handyman special, though we did. Now that we've fixed it up it's awesome! The reason we were no longer happy was that we had gotten used to being able to hitch-up and go. One day, we were in our rig on our way to a campground and watching a nice Class A motorhome drive by us. My husband looked at me and said, "Wow, that's nice. Wouldn't it be nice to be that lucky?"

It made me think for a minute. Since I've always been a glass-half-full kind of girl, I looked at him and replied, "Remember when we didn't have a truck and camper and we thought those with even the oldest, and most rundown campers were lucky to have what they had because we didn't have it?"

Hubby: "Yes." I could tell by the look on his face that he thought he was about to be schooled. LOL

He got quiet for a minute and then said, "Do you think there are people who look at us and think we're lucky because they don't have what we have?" Smart man!

Me: "I'm sure there is someone out there somewhere thinking that. Because we have the time and the wherewithal to do what we want and they don't."

The moral of my story is, to try to be happy with what you have because THINGS are never going to make you truly happy. Only YOU can do that. YOU are the only person who can make you happy. Sure things and certain people can make you happy for a time, but when push comes to shove, YOU can choose to be happy even if you have nothing. Some of the happiest people in the world have had less than we do right now.

Until next time,

Tianna

 Happy New Year! 

It's snowing, the wind is blowing, and it's cold, both inside and outside. But today is still a beautiful day! The ground is white with fresh snow, the kids are having fun outside and away from their video games and this is the first day of a New Year.

With luck, gone are the trials of last year and I am hoping 2021 will be a year to remember. Not because of the bad things that happen, but because of the good. The aligning of the planets on the solstice and the good energy so many people have shared around the world.

That said, I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday and everyone around the world has learned that sharing good things filled with hope and laughter is what the world needs instead of concentrating on the negative and bringing everyone down with you.

Love yourself, and love your family, friends and neighbors, and we will fill this year with love and joy around the world.

Happiness comes from within, not without. The poorest people in the world have been happy because they surround themselves with those they love.

Happy New Year!

Tianna