Horus, Loving Forever - Roslyn St. Clair

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Résumé :
One god, searching for his beloved, though the world is wide and time is long... Once upon a time, Horus loved his goddess, Hathor, with all his heart. Then, his uncle killed her and placed a curse: through her every incarnation where Horus finds her again, Set will kill her within seven days of their meeting... unless Horus can marry her first. But the world is wide, and time is long, and Horus cannot seem to manage the feat before she dies again... In 1875, London, Cora is nothing like a goddess. She's poor, thieving, filthy, and untrusting, but when Horus finds her stealing a meat pie, he knows exactly who she is: his beloved. Yet, for Cora, the magnificent stranger who claims he's a god is exactly the sort of man she's afraid of. When she's finally ready to offer her heart, it's too late, and Horus is left alone and bereft again. What's a loving god to do but wait the years to find her once more? Daisy has lived her life at the bottom of the heap, living in a trailer and slinging fries at a fast food restaurant. She doesn't have dreams of romance. She doesn't have dreams at all. When a handsome man professes that he's a god and she's his goddess, she's wary. And yet, his eyes are kind, he seems to understand her, and, oh yeah, he's hot. In this, her final incarnation, will love prevail? And if it does, for how long? Because the one thing Set wants beyond all else is to destroy their happiness. And evil never rests......

Biographie:
Roslyn writes from the comfort of her sunroom, dog at hand to interrupt as much as caninely possible. Her life is pretty normal: husband, son, dog that thinks he's a cat, and endless bills, which is probably why her imagination goes right to archangels, monsters, demons, and fated true love, not to mention the darker stuff. No one wants to read about her sink full of dirty dishes. Magick, transformation, and understanding the maligned, however, are her turn-ons, and she hopes they'll be yours, too. One day, she hopes to understand the true nature of this world. Until then, she enjoys creating it....

Sommaire:
Roslyn writes from the comfort of her sunroom, dog at hand to interrupt as much as caninely possible. Her life is pretty normal: husband, son, dog that thinks he's a cat, and endless bills, which is probably why her imagination goes right to archangels, monsters, demons, and fated true love, not to mention the darker stuff. No one wants to read about her sink full of dirty dishes. Magick, transformation, and understanding the maligned, however, are her turn-ons, and she hopes they'll be yours, too. One day, she hopes to understand the true nature of this world. Until then, she enjoys creating it....