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    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
612-822-4611
Endlessly

Endlessly

Kohalmi, Andrea

Paperback

Series: Eternity, Book 3

Romance

ISBN10: 0692461442
ISBN13: 9780692461440
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Jun 16 2015
Pages: 366
Weight: 0.92
Height: 0.82 Width: 5.25 Depth: 8.00
Language: English
The sequel to Eternity and Eternity Is Not Enough finds Angel desperately trying to get back to normal a year after the battle in which she vanquished her ancient evil nemesis. However, guilty nightmares of her 5,000-year-old stalker and lost love have plagued her since. As she gets used to her new reality, her supernatural days, friends and enemies aren't as far behind as she thinks. Book excerpt: Oh, for all that's holy. What does she want? All I wanted was a few minutes of peace and quiet to think about CJ and my friends across the pond during my lunch break on Salem Common. What?! I shouted into my phone, too angry and miserable to care. I'm sorry to bother you, Angie, my mom said evenly, but there's a man here waiting for you. What? I huffed incredulously. I'm serious, dear, her voice dropped to a hushed whisper, and he insists on staying here until he sees you. He's from a company with some sort of Italian name... Belladonna...Belarus...Bari... Blood drained from my entire body. I bolted upright. Bellatori? I asked cautiously. Yes, that's it! she exclaimed. I gasped trying to remember how to breathe. The phone slipped from my ear, and I shoved it into my pocket as my feet flew across the Common. Were the Bellatori Dei breaking their year-long silent treatment of me? The Bellatori I could handle, but the alternative made my heart screech to a halt and my feet run faster. What if Aeterna Flamma didn't need a hundred years to recuperate? What if last year's battle was only a precursor to the real event? What if the guy in my living room right now-sitting with my mom and siblings-was actually my five-thousand-year-old vampire stalker? There was only one way to find out. Taking a deep breath, my seemingly disembodied hand slowly turned the front door knob. Despite the hazy, hot, and humid summer day, fear froze every inch of my body. Shaking and terrified, I peered warily around the front door...

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