LOGINNerissa and Killian were once young and in love, but different dreams and ambitions separated them. Seven years later, they are reunited by a twist of fate when Killian returns to town. But Nerissa is keeping a dark secret, one that links to the ramblings of Killian's superstitious grandmother. It seems her ramblings are very real and soon begin to take a more sinister edge. A vengeful spirit is determined to drag Nerissa to the Netherworld to be with him. Will Nerissa and Killian finally get their happy ending or will Nerissa become a ghost bride for all eternity?
View MoreI turned, distracted from the fruit in front of me. "Hector!" I exclaimed at the sight of my closest friend. "What are you doing here? How have you been?""Well I couldn't let you run off to this town all by yourself could I? Besides, there's a couple of business mergers taking place up here that I'm overseeing. I'll be here for at least a couple of weeks." "And of all places, you ambush me at the market?" I grinned.
"Thank you Maurice." I uttered, as he stopped in front of my house.He tipped his hat, "Anytime Sir." Clambering out the vehicle,
The dinner had finished hours ago, after we'd indulged in a delectable tiramisu. Afterwards, we'd continued the evening by having drinks at the bar. One had turned to two and two had become three. Anything to make the night last longer. But now here I was, finally standing outside Italia wrapped in my jacket, gazing across at Killian and trying to hide my sadness. Just like seven years ago. It was late, close to midnight in fact. And yet I still didn't want the night to end. This evening had proven that he was still the
Was it something I said? Nerissa had grown very uncomfortable after I had mentioned Cyrus, even though she had tried to hide her reaction. Maybe it was the talk of death that had caused a shift in mood? I didn’t know whether she’d suffered any bereavement recently. Maybe the topic was still too raw for her. Maybe she still felt guilty about not attending the funeral. I just hoped she came back. God, what if I had messed this up?! Ok, if she comes back, I’ll apologise, I’ll pick a new topic of conversation, anything to put her back at ease. This dinner was going so well, better than I could have hoped for. Please, please, please let her come back.