“Shannari dal’Dainari never ran from
anything.”
“Not for long,” she whispered, brushing
her mouth against his. “I’d suffer a thousand defeats and deaths if only to
hold you once more.”
“No more deaths,
na’lanna
. No more pain. On my honor, we’ll share only endless
love.”
Heart open wide, she sealed her mouth to
his. Nothing stood in the way of his love, not even death. His bond blazed, a
shining sun of molten fire. She flung herself down that golden path, giving her
heart and soul to him all over again.
Love enfolded her, hair tumbling into
her face: golden brown and sable, red and black, scents mingling into one scent
that meant one thing only.
Home.
:Now,
my heart, I run to you.:
About the Author
JOELY ALWAYS HAS HER
NOSE buried in a book, especially one with mythology, fairy tales and romance.
She, her husband and their three monsters live in Missouri. By day, she’s a
computer programmer with a Masters of Science degree in Mathematics. When night
falls, she bespells the monsters so she can write.
Read more about her
current projects on her website,
http://joelysueburkhart.com/
.
Return to Shanhasson
is Joely’s tenth published title.