The Surviving Trace

The Surviving Trace

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FULL STORY AVAILABLE on Amazon!! Amazon US: https://goo.gl/1rei1U Amazon UK: https://goo.gl/CeT9Hc Amazon CA: https://goo.gl/eTBGRs Amazon AU: https://goo.gl/vhv5Tm Contemporary Romance/Time Travel Will is my fiancé. The shy man I met years ago in college. The person I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with. This is the life I've always wanted until finding a picture of four men changes everything... Etienne says he's my husband and the year is 1912. He can't stand the sight of me, but I don't know why. Oh, and he's one of the men from the picture. I've done the impossible and have become trapped in time and I know Etienne is my key to going home. The more time I spend with Etienne, the further I fall for him, until I'm questioning which time I belong in and if the life I left behind is the one I truly desire. All I know for certain is I need to survive time. I need to survive love. And I need to make it out on the other side alive.
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Twelve years ago, he drove away with my heart in his hands. I've moved on since then. Or so I thought. Growing up in a small town, there weren't too many options when it came to friends. But, even in a sea of a million, I'd always choose Jake Jameson. I felt safe with him. Safe with my secrets, my dreams and eventually - my heart. I thought we'd have forever together. That was a long time ago. I thought I'd forgotten those piercing blue eyes and the sound of his laugh. I tried to obliterate the memory of his touch from my mind. But, one single glance, as he stands at my door, twelve years later, and I'm suddenly transported back to a simpler time when love was easy, and my heart was whole. The problem? I'm marrying his best friend.

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