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Beloved Titanian – Titanian Chronicles Book 1
He's a riddle I can't solve…until one night rips away the veil.
I always felt there was something peculiar about Roald Trenton, that behind his blindness he saw me better than I saw myself. When a frightening creature, a being out of a horror movie attacks me, a glowing silvery defender comes to my rescue, sweeping me away to safety, reaching inside me and pulling the poison from my body. Setting fire to my desires, he ignites a connection to a world I knew nothing about…until now.
Expect demons, shifters and the fae in this exciting start of the Titanian Chronicles.
“The pale threads of the half-moon illuminated Brian’s room, and wherever she looked, she found him, his brilliant gaze, his sunny smile, his unforgettable vows: “You are my heart. My soul belongs to you.”
Destiny's Way
“Pity, I wish I’d met you before the injury.
Joe nodded, once.
Her lips quivered.
Do you know what I’m thinking?”
Hunter Giordano
“How serious are you? How far are you willing to go for her? Tell me your plans. You’ll take her out a few times. Cause a scandal. White man dates colored girl. You’re exceeding the limits of proper conduct, boy. Don’t you understand? She’s skittish because she’s afraid for you.”
A quote from Noémie’s Journey
“Brian had transported her to a glittering, foreign shore, an undiscovered land full of unimaginable pleasures. A place she had tried to envision, but without a point of reference or her lover's guidance, she could never quite imagine.”
Quote from Destiny's Choice
“Was her dark hair as silky as it seemed? And her tan skin, was it soft and perfumed? He wanted to know just like he wanted to taste her, feel her full lips under his...”
Kurt Allendorf, Undeniable
Nothing but skin would satisfy the Fury, purify his spirit, and postpone the horror of termination for another ten years—a mere blip in the lifespan of a Titanian.
Hagen Westerberg
Her dark irises flamed with a red hue. The phoenix was rising. The majestic bird knew what was necessary.
Soren Westerberg
