[BOOK COVER REVEAL] "Forever Marked" By Charisse Spiers

Title: Forever Marked
Series Name&Number: Shadows in the Dark 1.5
Author: Charisse Spiers

It happened.

I got a taste of blood. Tainted blood. Since that day I think about it often. I shouldn’t, but I do. I have a good life now, full of light, but it’s too much light. It makes me feel exposed. I just want to run and hide in the shadows. I feel like two different people, like night and day, like sinner and saint, like good and bad, but both are in love with him. It’ll always be him. He’s trying to be good for me, but I want him the way he was. I don’t want him to change who he is. I want him to be the man that took my heart hostage and still hasn’t given it back. What I want is…the dark and the light.

If he wants me to walk down that aisle, then he better bring all of him.

She’s hiding something from me.

She thinks I can’t read her deepest thoughts, but in some form I can. I listen to her soul. I have for a while. I know that she loves me, but something is missing. There is something that she wants, but isn’t telling me. It started after that day. I believe a fire has been started. I know, because I’ve been there, but all it takes is one spark carried in the wrong direction and you have a forest fire that could wipe out everything.

To me she gained her wings that day, but the problem is her wings are black. Something tells me that she doesn’t just want them for looks, but she wants to use them. I shouldn’t be surprised. After all…you can’t really have a grim reaper without a dark angel.

I’ll do whatever I have to do to make her happy, be who I have to be, because the day I slid that diamond ring on her finger she was forever marked by me.

Those born in the dark are sometimes afraid of the light. The key is to find the balance between the two. Even with true love hearts aren’t always the perfect shade of red. Scars cause discoloration and permanent marks, sometimes even altering from its original state into something new. We don’t always choose who we want to be, because sometimes…it chooses us.