“Come here, you can have some of mine.” His voice reminded Venus of soft velvet, though the words came out slurred. Still keeping her eyes fixed on the boy, she bent at the waist, ready to plunge her mouth into the water. She needed a drink, now or she worried she’d faint. Her dehydration encouraged her to set them aside. Questions about the dark- haired boy bombarded her. But she hadn’t been prepared to run into a human so suddenly. Years of combat training taught her to be on alert. Setting her mouth in a firm line, she asked, “Why not? I’m thirsty.” The words came out whinier than she’d intended. Then quickly reprimanded herself for such triviality. When her eyes finally found him, she stared, open-mouthed. Startled, she glared, trying to make out his form. She heard him before she saw him, his words sailing over the rapidly moving stream. Before the water touched her lips, a warning of danger stopped her.
When she reached the water’s edge, she fell to her knees, eager to quench her thirst. If she doesn’t succeed, she’ll die, but if she does she might lose her heart. They’ve given her one week to help a human find his true love. Including frame her as a traitor.Īccused and sentenced, the gods of her planet exile her to Earth. On her planet she’s next in line to rule, but there are those who will go to great lengths to make sure that doesn’t happen. Venus isn’t from Earth, she’s from Kelari. Exiled by RaShelle Workman (Immortal Essence #1)
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