Book Description

From the moment that I looked into his blue eyes, I knew that I was lost to him. When I met him, I was dying from a rare blood disease. I thought my time was up. But he opened my eyes to a world I never thought possible, and tore away the lies that had been woven around me. I discover that my best friend is a non-human, that my older brother (and legal guardian) is hiding secrets about who, and what, I really am, and that my new blue-eyed soulmate may hold the key to saving my life. As my life, and body, begin to change, his life is put in danger from a shadowy organization going after his kind, and we are all forced to go on the run. Can I do what needs to be done to save my life before this group catches up to us? And will we all make it through this unscathed? Snippet from Shadow of Your Love: "Actually," he continued, moving toward me even as I moved closer toward him, "I had to see you. I meant to wait, to give you time to get used to . . . all this." He said this last sentence with his hands, gesturing between the two of us in a way that let me know he knew what I was feeling when he was close to me. "But you couldn't?" I asked. Both of us finally stopped moving. We'd reached our goal, standing not more than an inch from each other. I wanted so badly to close that little distance, to feel his arms around me, but I was afraid to make that first move. He looked down at me, his eyes still holding mine, desire burning in them like a blue flame. He shook his head in response to my question. "No, I couldn't," he said in a voice that was little above a whisper. I stood motionless next to him, my breathing deep and labored as I looked up into his eyes. Slowly, he reached out with his right hand and trailed his knuckles down the length of my jaw, his skin cool but not exactly cold. What was this strange thing happening between us? Part of me was terrified; this was all so alien to me, so new, and I didn't know what to expect. But there was another part of me that craved him, that needed to touch him and be touched by him, and that part was crying out inside of me now. Touch me again, I thought. "Aviva." My name sounded tortured on his lips, filled with a longing that my own heart echoed. Slowly, he tilted his head down to mine, and then his lips were on mine, as cool as the touch of his fingers on my face. YA paranormal romance available on Kindle, paperback, and hardcover.