Author: Barbara Cutrera
Jordan, daughter of the famed healer Collum, has always taken pride in her independent nature and in the fact that she’s the only woman on the planet Etherea who possesses “the healer’s gift.” She finds acceptance, excitement, and purpose by treating soldiers in war camps. Jordan is comfortable with her uniqueness and doesn’t believe she needs the love of any man in order to be fulfilled.
When she begins to have premonitions and is captured by enemy soldiers, Jordan becomes embroiled in a quest to save the great-niece of her King, a child who is the product of rape and is being used as a pawn by her own father. Noah, the King’s bastard son, is not only intent on saving his infant cousin and avenging the murder of her mother, but he also knows he’s the ideal match for Jordan. Like her, he’s respected but is also set apart from others. Unlike her, his separateness results from the circumstances of his birth and from the berserker rages he succumbs to during battles.
Jordan and Noah come to understand that love and desire are the most important tools they have in their own quest to stay alive and together. But a twisted part of Noah’s past will threaten his life and sanity. If Jordan can’t heal him, body and soul, then her final premonition will come true. If it does, then both of the lovers are doomed. Jordan refuses to accept that outcome, but her strength of will may not be enough to prevent tragic events from robbing her of the future she longs to have with Noah.
When the food arrived, Noah instructed the servants to leave the trays on a nearby table. Jordan noted they’d also brought wine and cheese. Once they’d departed, Noah rose again, placed a chair beside Jordan’s side of the bed, and moved a small table next to where he was planning to sit.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m not a child.”
“No. You’re very much a woman. You’re also worn down, sick, and sad. I would feed you.”
Wondering if this was some royal custom she was unaware of, Jordan didn’t argue. She watched as Noah broke off a small piece of bread, dipped it in the steaming broth for a second, and then fed it to her. This simple act was relaxing and oddly sensual. Only when she’d insisted she’d had enough, did he eat. Afterwards, he poured each of them a cup of wine.
“Better?” he inquired.
“Much. I liked that.”
Grinning, he said, “Then I shall feed you more often. I liked the way it felt when you took the bread from my fingers with your mouth.”
In spite of everything that had happened earlier, Noah’s words made Jordan ache between her legs. She was not surprised.
Born and raised in Louisiana, Barbara Cutrera was destined to be a storyteller. The author of contemporary romance, paranormal romance, romantic suspense, fiction, and mystery novels, she became addicted to reading and creative writing at an early age. She moved to Florida’s Gulf Coast with her husband, son, and Cairn terrier in 2004 and enjoys its relaxed, diverse atmosphere. Barbara, who is visually impaired, believes our minds are only limited by the restrictions we place upon them. She has a passion for writing, reading, family, friends, music, Nutella, and A & W Cream Soda.