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by Kiss Carson
Description: Cursed by a jealous goddess 200 years ago, Israel Alexander is doomed to wander the earth in search of his brothers. To live a normal life he must find a woman named after the daughter of a titan, and kill her. As far as men go, Israel Alexander is one fine specimen. With rugged features, sparkling eyes, and a smile that can light a small city, his appeal is hard to resist. So, why does Calypso James have murder on her mind every time she looks at him? In a cat and mouse game through time, Calypso and Israel find they share more than deadly intentions. Is love enough to break a curse built from the foundations of mythology? Or will someone make the ultimate sacrifice?
eBook Publisher: Solstice Publishing/Solstice Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: December 2010
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [87 KB]
Reading time: 50-70 min.
Israel Alexander watched his father sleep. How much longer his beloved parent would survive this world, he didn't know. Jonah Alexander winced, then groaned and opened his eyes.
Drawing on inner strength, Israel managed a comforting smile and smoothed the old man's thin, grey hair. Jonah shuddered. Israel squeezed his hand to allow some of his youthfulness to flow into his ailing father.
Jonah's mouth shifted into what could have been a smile, but appeared more like a pain-filled grimace. "Your mother would be proud," he said, his husky voice barely a whisper.
Israel tucked the bed covers under his father's chin. "Rest, Father. Save your strength."
Jonah laughed the sound raspy and soft. "Save my strength for what?" He studied Israel as though he would never see him again. "There is something you need to know."
"Please, Father, you don't need to declare any indelicacies to me." Israel smoothed the covers to distract his mind from its premature mourning. "You are a good man and always have been."
"That is a load of bullshit and you know that!" the old man snapped. "Your mother, rest her soul and may I see her soon, died of neglect. I had no time or patience to care for her and three young sons."
Bemused by his father's rambling, Israel frowned. An only child, his mother died shortly after childbirth.
"I see doubt in your eyes, Son. No, I'm not mad." Jonah patted his hair into place and heaved a deep breath. "You have two brothers, Ethan and Isaac, born on the same day as you, only a few minutes later." His expression became wistful. "You were all tiny babes when Elizabeth passed, and I wasn't willing to forego my freedom to care for the three of you. I met a woman--a witch I thought--who offered to take you and leave the others."