(The Shoalman Chronicles, #2)
Release Date: January 16, 2015
Falling in love was never supposed to be part of the picture.
Kyrissa Spears was born with a powerful, and deadly, gift. When she paints, she captures emotions so strong they can kill. Desperate to find a teacher capable of helping her unlock and control her abilities, Kyrissa's search leads her to an artist who may be able to help her. And he's the one person she can't accidentally kill.
After five centuries of pain and loneliness, Robert Shoalman craves release from his immortality. He's all but given up hope until he meets the beautiful and intriguing Kyrissa. She could paint his death and break the curse, but at the cost of destroying her gift and being lost to him forever—none of which will matter if the demon hunting him finds them first.
"You keep telling me to trust my feelings." Kyrissa ran her finger along his lower lip. "Trust yours."
His mouth sought hers, the taste of her lips more exquisite than the finest wine. He drank her in, wanting more of her intoxicating apples and mint flavor, as well as the one that was just her. The one found only in her kiss. Burying his face in her hair, he pulled her closer, lips trailing down her neck and across her collarbone.
Pulling the fitted shirt from his jeans, her hands slid up his back and sides. Each touch on his skin left him burning. Reclaiming Kyrissa's mouth with his, Robert fumbled with the buttons on the front of his shirt, feeling her smile when she tried to help him, both of them making it worse.
"Damn it to hell," Robert broke the kiss, pushing up to his knees to rip the shirt open. The patter of buttons danced across the floor like rain.
"Robert!" Kyrissa laughed at his impulsive action.
"What good is money if I cannot afford to ruin a shirt?" He grinned. "Especially if it is for the right reasons." He'd ruin shirts every day if she would look at him the way she was now.
Kneeling in front of him, Kyrissa used her hands to push the shirt off his shoulders while her mouth trailed kisses along his chest. "You could have just pulled it over your head," she teased, fingers working to pull open the cuffs.
"I thought women expected displays like that," Robert fumbled, distracted by her hands and mouth. In his day, affairs were slower, more reserved. He enjoyed these times better. The women were bolder. More passionate.
"I could get that male bravado bullshit from any pickup in a bar." Her eyes devoured him. "I want you."
About Toni Decker:
Who is Toni Decker?
Two authors telling one sizzling story after another about twenty-somethings getting along in their own crazy, fantastical worlds. Both women are wives and mothers, sharing brain cells and characters as if they only exist with the other.
Toni, one half of the Toni Decker brain, is an avid reader of all things Young and New Adult while Kira, the Decker half of Toni Decker brain, devours fantasy for midnight snacks.
Together, their stories are one part New Adult, one part Fantasy and three parts of Holy Hotness.
We leave it up to the readers to decide who writes which character.
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