***This novel contains adult themes, including explicit sexual content, strong language and violence. It is intended for readers aged eighteen and older.***
In the year 1187, on a hill called Hattin, Lucien de Vaillancourt lay dying beneath the Syrian sun. A second son with no lands and no future, he had taken the cross seeking purpose, seeking glory, seeking something to fill the emptiness that no woman's touch had ever reached.
He should have died there.
But something found him in the smoke. Something beautiful. Something terrible. An angel who loved him with a devotion that would shatter heaven's laws and see them both cast down.
Now Lucien walks through the centuries, unchanging, unable to die and unwilling to love. The women who share his bed are forgotten by morning. His heart remains locked behind walls eight hundred years thick. And always, the angel follows, shapeshifting through the ages, claiming what Lucien will not freely give.
Then, in modern South Africa, a woman sees through his armour. She demands more than his flesh. She makes him feel.
But the angel is watching.
And an immortal's jealousy is a dangerous thing.
Todos os Direitos Reservados