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Saturday, December 12, 2009

Starlight Saturday

YA Author Spotlight Presents...
Alyson Noel - latest
Alyson Noel!!!

Before I continue with the introduction, I want to let everyone know that this is the last Saturday that the YA Author Spotlight will be featured here on the main blog.  Beginning with the New Year, the YA Spotlight will be moved to the YA Room where instead of one day in the spotlight, YA Authors will have the entire week there.  Next week begins our YA Year in Review, so I can't think of a better way to close out the YA Spotlight for 2009 than to celebrate it with one of my favorite YA Authors, Alyson Noel. 

The first time we featured Alyson in our spotlight, she was new to me. Now, she's back to promote her newest creation in this series, Shadowland.

Honestly, this book has opened to mixed results. If you just look at the surface, you'd see that people either like it or they don't. However, when you look at the reviews a bit deeper, you'd see what's really going on. Alyson Noel has evoked some very strong emotions from her readers.

First, they're mad because they haven't had the HEA (happily ever after) yet for Damon and Ever. So far, Damon and Ever have gotten over two obstacles with a brand new one to climb and now there will be even more in the way. Some of the young reviewers who read this book miss the point entirely and others don't quite get it. While they end up on the right path by initially thinking that this is about deciding if you chose correctly, it's more than that. The notion of this book delves far deeper. The idea here is that any true love, love worth keeping, is worth fighting for. What many young readers do not understand about relationships is that the longer they last, the harder they are to maintain. Some people might disagree, but if you don't work very hard at a relationship, it will not survive. And yes, in real life, there can be just as many obstacles to fight through for two people to spend their lives together.

Second, they're mad because she seems so naive and unable to learn from her mistakes. What they're forgetting is that in so many ways, she was just a child when she first became immortal. She wasn't given a choice and it's not like Damon has ever been a fountain of information when it comes to his past. She's also had a very traumatic time. Oh, and need I remind you that she's seventeen? It's quite possible that's she's driving on autopilot! What I mean here is that, how much time has she really had to completely process the deaths of her family and her new found immortality? Truthfully, not much because there has always been something there and she's had Damon to distract her from the pain. When the psyche deals with traumatic circumstances, it deals with it differently depending upon how old you are when things happen. Sometimes, when you're as young as she is, the rational, thinking part takes a hiatus until the anger and grief can be fully processed. From experience, that isn't done overnight. It can take months, even years, especially if you're distracted by other problems, like Ever has been with Damon.

See, that's what I like about this series, there's enough realism in it to complicate the characters and situations in ways many of us older YA Enthusiasts can truly appreciate it. The ending of Blue Moon presented Damon and Ever with a problem very similar to the problem that Max and Logan had in James Cameron's Dark Angel - the inability to physically touch. This was a side effect from Ever trusting someone she shouldn't have. Mistake, yes, but understandable given the lack of information about Damon's past. Even with all the information she now has, will it be enough to help her save Damon and keep her from making a similar mistake?

You'll have to read the book to find that out, and I strongly suggest that you do read this series because it is deceptively deep, evocative and addictive.

Now, enough about the book, let's get to the fun part - my interview with Alyson!!!

ME: Do you have a movie that you must watch every Christmas? What's your favorite Christmas movie? Do you have a favorite Christmas character or character type?

ALYSON: Oh, I like ‘em all! White Christmas, The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, It’s a Wonderful Life (I cry every single time I watch it and always in the exact same parts), A Charlie Brown Christmas, A Christmas Carol . . . they’re all on my “must see” list!

ME: Do you have any Christmas traditions like decorating your house, having house parties, making cookies etc.?

ALYSON: Well, for the last few years my niece and nephew have come to stay with us, and since their dad was Jewish we try to keep up the tradition of celebrating Hanukah with them. And yes, even though they aren’t part of the tradition, I do make chocolate chip cookies—and struggle to not eat all the dough before I’ve had a chance to bake them!

ME: If you do make Christmas Cookies, what kinds will you be making this year? What was your all-time most favorite Christmas Cookie that you ever made? Why? Care to share the recipe?

ALYSON: The truth is, aside from the aforementioned chocolate chip cookies—I’m not much of a baker. Sadly, that was a gene my sisters were both lucky enough to get that skipped me altogether! I just follow the recipe on the Toll House bag.

ME: Do you celebrate St. Nick’s Day? Why or why not? On what day do you celebrate it, on December 6 or some other date? Are the stockings a big deal? What is the biggest present you’ve received/given for St. Nick’s Day?

ALYSON: I’m not very familiar with St. Nick’s Day, which must mean I don’t celebrate it! My husband and I usually have a very low key Christmas, and since we give each other little gifts all year long, this year, we’ve decided to donate in each other’s names to Heifer International instead.

ME: Even if you don’t put one up, do prefer real or artificial trees? Why?

ALYSON: Even though I don’t decorate, as a kid we always had a real tree, and just one whiff of their scent can bring back a flood of memories, so yeah, there’s nothing like the real thing to me!

ME: Have you ever made your own Christmas presents or decorations? If so, what were they? Were they successes or failures? Did you have fun while making them?

ALYSON: Honestly, I’m just not that artsy-crafty, though as a kid, I thought differently, and used to make my mom all manner of hideous jewelry, but she was such a good sport, she always wore them proudly!

ME: What foods will be at your Christmas celebration this year? What is the most unusual food that you saw at a Christmas feast? Would you eat the fruitcake or use it as a doorstop?

ALYSON: I really think fruitcake gets a bad rap—I’ve definitely eaten one or two that weren’t all that bad! As far as unusual foods go—well, my family is pretty traditional, so there’s really nothing too “out there.” But one year, back when I was living in Mykonos, Greece, I saw all manner of unusual foods on display, but I learned to love most, if not all of them!

ME: Do you celebrate Christmas on the Eve or Day? Why?

ALYSON: As a kid, we would have a party on the Eve and I couldn’t wait for all the adults to go home so Santa could come! As an adult we usually head to one family member’s house on the Eve and someone else’s on the day—so it’s a little of both.

ME: Who, if anyone, in your family plays Santa Claus to hand out the presents? Or do they just “magically” appear under the tree? How do you handle presents that just don’t fit under the tree?

ALYSON: Well, they used to just appear magically under the tree. But now, that we’re all grown up, the pretense is over!

ME: Tell us 3 funny or strange things that happened to you, or someone you know, on past Christmases.

ALYSON: Oh, I’m drawing a complete blank. But if something funny or more likely, strange, happened, I’m sure it was back when I was a flight attendant, working nearly every Christmas—I saw some crazy stuff going down on the airplane—especially during the holidays!

ME: Do you send out greeting cards to your friends and family? Why or why not? What greeting do you like to see on the greeting cards you send? On the ones you receive?

ALYSON: Yep, I’m def a big fan of the greeting card—and am getting ready to send mine out today! It’s a really great way to say hello to people you may not get to see all that often, and I usually send Unicef cards with wishes of world peace on them.

ME: Other than money (because who doesn’t want more of that), what would your ultimate gift be?

ALYSON: World Peace. I know it’s a cliché, but the truth is, I ask for it every single year without fail, and even though it’s yet to deliver, that doesn’t stop me from hoping!

Now, let’s get to your writing:

ME: Why the YA paranormal genre? What was the draw for you?

ALYSON: I sort of stumbled into YA by accident. I was so green and naïve when I first started out that I didn’t think in terms of the genre I was writing in. All I knew was that I had a burning story I just had to tell, which just so happened to have a teenaged protagonist. It wasn’t until much later that I realized I’d written a YA, and I enjoyed the process so much, I decided to write another, and then another, . . .

As for paranormal—well, I’ve always been intrigued by anything mystical or metaphysical, to the point where I’m actually kind of surprised that it took me this long to write one of my own. But it wasn’t until I started toying with Ever and Damen’s story, and the themes I wanted to explore, that I knew that delving into the paranormal was the only way to do it. So I dove in headfirst, and writing it has been a total blast!

ME: If you could describe your writing with a word or phrase, what would it be? Please delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you want readers to take with them when they've finished reading your story.

ALYSON: I hope that readers find the stories inspirational, empowering, and entertaining. Even though I’m writing about a lot of fantastical ideas, it’d be really great if it got people thinking more about the energy they put out into the world and the boomerang effect it has on themselves and others. I’d love it if they realized that the first step to changing their circumstances is to change the way they think about it. But it not, well, then I hope they just enjoy the story—that’s perfectly fine with me!

ME: With the current movement to encourage people to give books as gifts, what, in your opinion, makes your story unique? What makes it stand out among all the others?

ALYSON: Books and donations to charity are always my “go to” gifts, and I really enjoy choosing titles that’ll resonate with the recipient. As for my own books, well, I think they’re unique in that on one level, they involve a pretty intense love story of star-crossed soulmates who’ve traveled through centuries and faced bitter enemies just so they can be together, and on another, they raise some serious questions about the meaning of our existence, our destiny, and the true nature of our quest for physical immortality.

ME: Do you prefer throwing snowballs or serving hot cocoa? Does that show through in your writing? If so, how?

ALYSON: Snowball tossing, followed by hot cocoa—I think a little of each is good for the soul! And yeah, I think it probably does show through in my writing in that I like to be playful, but I also like to insert my quieter moments of deep contemplation too.

ME: Who decides what your characters do, you or your muse? What kind of influence do you have over your story, or is the muse always the one stuffing the stocking?

ALYSON: I create the characters, but sometimes I’m surprised by the way they grow and change in ways I did not see coming. Watching them evolve like that is one of the parts I enjoy most!

ME: What character did you have the most fun creating and why?

ALYSON:  Riley! I think because she’s sort of tragic and poignant, having had her life ripped out from under her at age 12 when all she ever wanted was to be 13—and yet, she’s still retained her spunk and spark and she’s determined to make the best of her situation—whether that be helping her sister break into her boyfriend’s house, or spying on celebrities! She ended up getting a much bigger part in Evermore than I originally intended, mostly because she was just so much fun to write. I just finished the first book in her new series set to debut in fall 2010 (no titles as of yet!), and I had an absolute blast writing about her and her life in the afterlife, and I hope readers enjoy it too!

ME: If you had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would it be and why?

ALYSON: Well, Damen of course! For all the usual, shallow, completely superficial reasons!

ME: Which of your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?

ALYSON: Drina = SCARY!!

ME: If you could give any of your characters a Christmas gift, who would it be and what would you get them?

ALYSON: I would give Haven a box full of self-esteem. She’s so angry, jealous, and lost inside—I worry about her!

ME: If you could be any Christmas Character, who would it be and why?

ALYSON: I’d take any of the ghosts of Christmas past, present, or future—they all had a profound effect on the scrooge!



BLURB:


ShadowlandShe always believed he was her destiny—but what if fate has other plans?

Enter the realm of The Immortals—and experience the extraordinary #1 New York Times bestselling series that has taken the world by storm.

Ever and Damen have traveled through countless past lives—and fought off the world’s darkest enemies—so they could be together forever. But just as their long-awaited destiny is finally within reach, a powerful curse falls upon Damen…one that could destroy everything. Now a single touch of their hands or a soft brush of their lips could mean sudden death—plunging Damen into a bleak afterlife in the Shadowland, an eternal abyss for lost souls. Desperate to break the curse and save Damen, Ever immerses herself in magick—and gets help from an unexpected source…Jude Knight.

Although she and Jude have only just met, he feels startlingly familiar. Despite her fierce loyalty to Damen, Ever is drawn to Jude, a green-eyed golden boy with magical talents and a mysterious past. She’s always believed Damen to be her soul mate and one true love—and she still believes it to be true. But as Damen pulls away to save them from the darkness inhabiting his soul, Ever’s connection with Jude grows stronger—and tests her love for Damen like never before…




EXCERPT: Chapter Thirty


“So you kept it.” I smile, settling into his BMW, happy to see he’s kept it in place of Big Ugly.

He looks at me, eyes still serious but voice light when he says, “You were right. I went a little overboard with the whole safety thing. Not to mention, this is a much better ride.”

I gaze out the window, wondering what sort of adventure he’s planned, but figuring he wants to surprise me as usual. Watching as he pulls onto the street and weaves through the traffic until we’re clear of all cars and he picks up the speed. Pushing the gas and accelerating so quickly, I have no idea where we’re going, until we’re already there.

“What’s this?” I gaze around, amazed by his ability to always do the least expected thing.

“I figured you’d never been here.” He opens my door and takes my hand. “Was I right?”

I nod, taking in a barren desert landscape, dotted only by the occasional shrub, a mountainous backdrop, and thousands of windmills. Seriously thousands. All of them tall. All of them white. All of them turning.

“It’s a windmill farm.” He nods, hoisting himself onto the trunk of his car and dusting off a space for me to sit too. “It produces electricity by harnessing the wind. In just one hour it can make enough electricity to run a typical household for a month.”

I glance all around, taking in the turning blades and wondering what the significance could be. “So, why’d we come here? I’m a little confused.”

He takes a deep breath, gaze far away, expression wistful when he says, “I find myself drawn to this place. I guess because I’ve borne witness to so much change during the last six hundred years, and harnessing the wind is a very old idea.”

I squint, still not getting its importance, but definitely sensing there is one.

“Despite all the technological changes and advances I’ve seen—some things—things like this—remain pretty much the same.”

I nod, silently urging him on, sensing something much deeper in his words, but knowing he’s choosing to dole them out slowly.

“Technology advances so quickly, making the familiar obsolete at an increasingly rapid pace. And while things like fashion may seem to advance and change, if you live long enough, you realize it’s really just cyclical—the readapting of old ideas made to seem new. But while everything around us seems to be in a constant state of flux—people at their very core remain exactly the same. All of us still seeking the things we’ve sought all along—shelter, food, love, greater meaning—” He shakes his head. “A quest that’s immune to evolution.”

He looks at me with eyes so deep and dark, I can’t imagine what it’s like to be him. To have witnessed so much, to know so much, to have done so much—and yet, despite what he thinks, he’s not the slightest bit jaded. He’s still full of dreams.

“And once the basics are covered, once we’ve secured food and shelter, we spend the rest of our time just looking to be loved.”

He leans toward me, lips cool and soft as they brush my skin—fleeting, ephemeral, like a sweet desert breeze. Pulling away to gaze at the windmills again when he says, “The Netherlands is known for their windmills. And since you did spend a lifetime there, I thought you might want to visit.”

I squint, thinking he surely misspoke. We’ve no time for that trip—do we?

Watching as he smiles, gaze growing lighter as he says, “Close your eyes and come with me.”

Be on the look out for Dark Flame which comes out in Summer 2010! - No cover or tasty tidbits yet, but I'll do my best to post updates in the YA Room!   

Hope you've enjoyed this little peek into the world of Alyson's Immortals World. Want to see October's peek?  Click Here

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Starlight Saturday

YA Author Spotlight Presents...
Alyson Noel
Alyson Noel!!!


1.  Do you have a movie that you must watch every Halloween?  What's your favorite scary movie? Do you have a favorite scary character or character type?

My favorite scary movie is “Silence of the Lambs.” I know it’s not scary in the traditional sense with monster and ghouls and ghosts, but still, I’ll never forget how terrified I was the first time I saw it in the theater!

2.  Do you have any Halloween traditions like decorating your house, having house parties, wearing costumes, etc.? 

Not to sound like a party pooper, but I don’t. I don’t have kids so maybe that’s why. Sometimes my husband and I skip it entirely and go out to dinner, and sometimes we say home and pass out candy, it all depends. Though, rest assured, when I do pass out candy, I make sure I buy the “good stuff!”

3. If you do you dress up for Halloween, what will you be dressed up as this year?  What was your all-time most favorite costume that you ever wore?  Why?

Hmmm, don’t think I’m dressing up this year, but my favorite costume was at age 4 or 5 when my mom made me a flapper costume consisting of this gorgeous little turquoise fringed dress, long beads, a feathered head band, and lipstick—I felt extremely glamorous and even begged to sleep in it!

[since there's no image to offer you here, we'll stick in one of Marie Antoinette & Count Fersen, taken from the movie with Kirsten Dunst, but it represents the costumes that Damen and Ever wore to Ever's Halloween party in Evermore.]

Marie & Count Fersen

4. Are you superstitious?  Do you find yourself knocking on wood or throwing salt over your shoulder?  If not one of these two, what is your superstition?

I am definitely a jinx-fearing person. I absolutely will not announce good news until it is fact—any sooner, and I’m sure it’ll disappear!

5.  Do you believe in ghosts?  If so, have you ever had a ghostly encounter and tell us about it?

Yes and yes.

I’ve had several encounters through the years that I could find no logical explanation for that have led me to believe that some form of energy lives on long after the body is gone.

6.  Tell us 3 funny or strange things that happened to you, or someone you know, on past Halloweens.

Hmmm, drawing a blank here, sorry!

7.  If you could be any paranormal creature, what would it be and why?

I would be a shape shifter—I think it would be so cool to experience life in different forms!

Now, let’s get to your writing:

Evermore8. Why the paranormal genre?  What was the draw for you?

Although I’ve always loved paranormal books, TV shows, and movies, I wasn’t so much focused on the genre, as the particular story I wanted to tell. I’d just gone through this terrible time of grief, losing three loved ones in five months and then nearly losing my husband to leukemia (he’s in full remission now), and the big questions of life and death, mortality and immortality were looming large in my mind and Ever and Damen’s story was sort of born from there.

9. If you could describe your paranormal writing with a word or phrase, what would it be?  Please be creative and look beyond words like vampire, werewolf, etc., and delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you want readers to take with them when they've finished reading your story.

The price of physical immortality—is it worth it?

Blue Moon10. Do you prefer playing tricks on people or bestowing treats?  Does that show through in your writing?  If so, how?

No, to the tricks, I hate it when people are made to feel awkward or bad, and a big YES to the treats! I hope it comes through in my writing since I try to show people going through tough times, stumbling and falling along the way, but then ultimately getting their reward at the end of the difficult journey.

11. Who decides what creatures you write about, you or your muse?  What kind of influence do you have over your story, or is the muse always the one stirring the cauldron?

Me. Although sometimes the characters take me in new directions I didn’t expect or see coming . . .

12. What was the creature that you had the most fun creating and why?

I loved writing Riley’s 12-year-old ghost character and am thrilled to revive her (so to speak!) when she gets her own series in Fall 2010.

Also, I hate to say it, but Roman is also a blast—he’s self-serving, narcissistic, and more than a little evil, but really, really fun to write!

13. If you had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would it be and why?  Which of your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?

Well, I would love to meet Damen, though for purely selfish and shallow reasons, though I hope to never run into Drina, she’s a little scary!

SHADOWLAND in stores 11.17.09

Shadowland

She always believed he was her destiny—but what if fate has other plans?

Ever and Damen have traveled through countless past lives—and fought off the world’s darkest enemies—so they could be together forever. But just as their long-awaited destiny is finally within reach, a powerful curse falls upon Damen…one that could destroy everything. Now a single touch of their hands or a soft brush of their lips could mean sudden death—plunging Damen into a bleak afterlife in the Shadowland, an eternal abyss for lost souls. Desperate to break the curse and save Damen, Ever immerses herself in magick—and gets help from an unexpected source…Jude Knight.

Although she and Jude have only just met, he feels startlingly familiar. Despite her fierce loyalty to Damen, Ever is drawn to Jude, a green-eyed golden boy with magical talents and a mysterious past. She’s always believed Damen to be her soul mate and one true love—and she still believes it to be true. But as Damen pulls away to save them from the darkness inhabiting his soul, Ever’s connection with Jude grows stronger—and tests her love for Damen like never before…

EXCERPT: SHADOWLAND
Chapter one:

“Fate is nothing but the deeds committed in a prior state of existence.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

One

“Everything is energy.”

Damen’s dark eyes focus on mine, urging me to listen, really listen this time. “Everything around us—” His arm sweeps before him, tracing a fading horizon that’ll soon fade to black. “Everything in this seemingly solid universe of ours isn’t solid at all—it’s energy—pure vibrating energy. And while our perception may convince us that things are either solid or liquid or gaseous—on the quantum level it’s all just particles within particles—it’s all just energy.”

I press my lips together and nod, his voice overpowered by the one in my head urging: Tell him! Tell him now! Quit stalling, and just get it over with! Hurry, before he starts talking again!

But I don’t. I don’t say a word. I just wait for him to continue so I can delay even further.

“Raise your hand.” He nods, palm face out, moving toward mine. Lifting my arm slowly, cautiously, determined to avoid any and all physical contact when he says, “Now tell me, what do you see?”

I squint, unsure what he’s after, then shrugging I say, “Well, I see pale skin, long fingers, a freckle or two, nails in serious need of a manicure . . .”

“Exactly.” He smiles, as though I just passed the world’s easiest test. “But if you could see it as it really is, you wouldn’t see that at all. Instead you’d see a swarm of molecules containing protons, neutrons, electrons, and quarks. And within those tiny quarks, down to the most miniscule point, you’d see nothing but pure vibrating energy moving at a slow enough speed that makes it appear solid and dense, and yet quickly enough that it can’t be observed for what it truly is.”

I narrow my eyes, not sure I believe it. Never mind the fact that he’s been studying this stuff for hundreds of years.

“Seriously, Ever. Nothing is separate.” He leans toward me, fully warmed up to his subject now. “Everything is one. Items that appear dense, like you, and I, and this sand that we’re sitting on is really just a mass of energy vibrating slowly enough to seem solid, while things like ghosts and spirits vibrate so quickly they’re nearly impossible for most humans to see.”

“I see Riley,” I say, eager to remind him of all the time I used to spend with my ghostly sister. “Or at least I used to, you know, before she crossed the bridge and moved on.”

“And that’s exactly why you can’t see her anymore.” He nods. “Her vibration is moving too fast. Though there are those who can see past all of that.”

 I gaze at the ocean before us, the swells rolling in, one after another. Endless, unceasing, immortal—like us.

“Now raise your hand again and bring it so close to mine we just nearly touch.”

I hesitate, filling my palm with sand, unwilling to do it. Unlike him, I know the price, the dire consequences the slightest skin on skin contact can bring. Which is why I’ve been avoiding his touch since last Friday. But when I peer at him again, his palm face out, waiting for mine, I take a deep breath and lift my hand too—gasping when he draws so close the space that divides is razor thin.

“Feel that?” He smiles. “That tingle and heat? That’s our energy connecting.” He moves his hand back and forth, manipulating the push and pull of the energy force field between us.

“But if we’re all connected like you say, then why doesn’t it all feel the same?” I whisper, drawn by the undeniable magnetic stream that links us, causing the most wonderful warmth to course through my body.

“We are all connected, all of us made of the same vibrating source. But while some energy leaves you cold and some leaves you lukewarm, the one that you’re destined for? It feels just like this.”

I close my eyes and turn away, allowing the tears to stream down my cheeks, no longer able to keep them in check. Knowing I’m barred from the feel of his skin, the touch of his lips, the solid warm comfort of his body on mine. This electric energy field that trembles between us is the closest I’ll get, thanks to the horrible decision I made.

“Science is just now catching up with what metaphysicians and the great spiritual teachers have known for centuries. Everything is energy. Everything is one.”

I can hear the smile in his voice as he draws closer, eager to entwine his fingers with mine. But I move away quickly, catching his eye just long enough to see the look of hurt that crosses his face—the same look he’s been giving since I made him drink the antidote that returned him to life. Wondering why I’m acting so quiet, so distant, so remote—refusing to touch him when just a few weeks before I couldn’t get enough. Incorrectly assuming it’s because of his hurtful behavior—his flirting with Stacia, his cruelty toward me—when the truth is, it has nothing to do with that. He was under Roman’s spell, the entire school was. It wasn’t his fault.

What he doesn’t know is that while the antidote returned him to life, the moment I added my blood to the mix it also insured we could never be together.

Never.

Ever.

For all of eternity.

Unless we can find an antidote to the antidote, that is.

“Ever?” he whispers, voice deep and sincere. But I can’t look at him. Can’t touch him. And I certainly can’t utter the words he deserves to hear:

I messed up—I’m so sorry—Roman tricked me, and I was desperate and dumb enough to fall for his ploy—And now there’s no hope for us because if you kiss me, if we exchange our DNA—you’ll die—
I can’t do it. I’m the worst kind of coward. I’m pathetic and weak. And there’s just no way I can find it within me.

“Ever please, what is it?” he asks, alarmed by my tears. “You’ve been like this for days. Is it me? Is it something I’ve done? Because you know I don’t remember much of what happened, and the memories that are starting to surface, well, you must know by now that wasn’t the real me. I would never intentionally hurt you. I’d never harm you in any way.”

I hug myself tightly, scrunching my shoulders and bowing my head. Wishing I could make myself smaller, so small he could no longer see me. Knowing his words are true, that he’s incapable of hurting me, only I could do something so hurtful, so rash, so ridiculously impulsive. Only I could be stupid enough to fall for Roman’s bait. So eager to prove myself as Damen’s one true love—wanting to be the only one who could save him—and now look at the mess that I’ve made.

He moves toward me, sliding his arm around me, grasping my waist and pulling me near. But I can’t risk the closeness, my tears are lethal now, and must be kept far from his skin.

I scramble to my feet and run toward the ocean, curling my toes at its edge and allowing the cold white froth to splash onto my shins. Wishing I could dive under its vastness and be carried by the tide. Anything to avoid saying the words—anything to avoid telling my one true love, my eternal partner, my soul mate for the last four hundred years, that while he may have given me eternity—I’ve brought us our end.

I remain like that, silent and still. Waiting for the sun to sink until I finally turn to face him. Taking in his dark shadowy outline, nearly indistinguishable from the night, and speaking past the sting in my throat when I mumble, “Damen . . . baby . . .there’s something I need to tell you.”