anywhere.
The Ritual of the Blood Runes hadn’t burned me to ash, and the touch of the death demigod wouldn’t reduce me to a cracked clay statue either.
I wouldn’t accept that I could only have him in my dreams, not after I’d met him in the flesh. And no one could choose what dreams they would get on any given night. I needed more than those few lucky moments with him.
“I crave your touch more than anything,” he said, angst brimming in his eyes. “But—”
I shoved my palm against his jaw before he could stop me.
“No, lamb! What have you done?” he cried out in horror, his eyes wide with devastation.
But I didn’t drop dead.
Only a river of pleasure buzzed over my skin. His fresh stubble pricking against the heel of my palm felt delicious.
“Uh, sorry,” I said, grinning at him. “I hit you a bit too hard, but you didn’t give me much of choice.”
He stared at me, dumbfounded.
Reluctantly, I withdrew my hand from his face, but he caught my wrist and brought my palm to his lips.
“You can touch me, lamb,” he said incredulously. My dream guy looked like the Demigod of Joy instead of the Demigod of Death. “You can really touch me.”
I laughed in victory. “I told you, silly.”
I hadn’t told him. I’d just acted.
A sexy, amused smile ghosted his lips. “No one has ever called the death demigod silly. No one dared.”
“I dared,” I said. “I—”
He swept me into his arms with such passionate force that I widened my eyes in giddiness.
“You’re mine, my brave lamb,” he announced.
He dipped his head and slanted his mouth over mine.
Heat radiated like a hot sun from him to me, and liquid flame erupted between my thighs.
With death’s kiss, life blossomed in me.
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Dear reader,
Thank you for reading Magic Trials. I hope you enjoy the book. I’ll try to write the next books as fast as I can without compromising the quality.
Book 2: Magic Secret – coming in July 2019
Book 3: Magic Fury – coming in August 2019
Book 4: Magic Unchained – coming in October 2019
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