Fated Souls: A Time Travel Fantasy Romance - Candace Osmond

Fated Souls: A Time Travel Fantasy Romance

von Candace Osmond

  • Veröffentlichungsdatum: 2022-03-08
  • Genre: Paranormale Liebesromane

Beschreibung

The Soul is a Fragile Beauty, Even for the Gods.

“Taking a Time Travel Romance all the way back to Ancient Egypt gives this series a unique edge that sets it apart from others in its genre.” - ★★★★★ InD'Tale Magazine

With the God of Chaos & Destruction running rampant through the lands of Egypt on his vengeful tirade, Andie and Silas are left carrying out an impossible mission...resurrecting Osiris. Without him, they don’t stand a chance at stopping Set.
But there’s only one person who knows where the missing piece of Osiris lies.
Horus.
After everything he’s done, they can’t risk trusting him, but they’re left with no choice. They need him if they hope to save the world.
With a soul stone of her own and the safety it provides, Andie’s confident she can help keep Horus in line long enough to get what they need. But the more time she spends around Silas’ unpredictable brother, the more she realizes that she’s not just connected to one...but both.
Her new eternal soul is fragile, and she worries that it's only a matter of time before Horus figures out a way inside her mind and, when he inevitably does, the God of Chaos & Destruction will be the least of their worries.

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"This series blew my mind!" ★★★★★ USA TODAY Bestselling Author JJ King

The sound of his winning laughter following me until the darkness of the colony damped the trailing echo. When I felt a safe distance was between us, I came to a halt and threw my back against a wall to console myself.
What was that?
My amulet…it warmed and crackled in my pocket the moment Horus’ skin touched mine. Intensified the longer he held on. Why? What caused it? His powers, maybe? No, he wore the cuffs, his powers were stifled.
I cupped the hand in my other as I contemplated, rubbing the palm where he held too tightly. Then a thought dawned on me. No–the amulet, it was mine, but the magic that bound it to me was taken from Silas. And Silas was made from Horus. I swallowed against the dry tightness that squeezed in my throat and tipped my head back against the stone.
Did that mean…I was somehow connected to Horus now, too?