Cup of Life by Juliana Haygert

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Cup of Life by Juliana Haygert
(Everlast #2.5)
Publication date: January 20th 2014
Genres: Fantasy novella, New Adult, Paranormal Romance

Synopsis:
His existence would mean nothing without her.

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About the Author

While Juliana Haygert dreams of being Wonder Woman, Buffy, or a blood elf shadow priest, she settles for the less exciting—but equally gratifying—life of a wife, mother, and author. Thousands of miles away from her former home in Brazil, she now resides in Connecticut and spends her days writing about kick-ass heroines and the heroes who drive them crazy.

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Excerpt

I dropped the box in the living room as Nadine walked to the door of her bedroom and stared at the inside.

“What is it, darling?” I followed her gaze. The furniture we had found was simple. A brown wood, queen bed and nightstand, thin mattress, and a dark blue comforter. Nothing else. No curtains, no rugs, no decorations, no drawer, no dresser—the same as the other bedrooms.

“It’s so lifeless,” she muttered. “If the bed was made of metal, I would think we were in a prison.”

A prison. That was what this was for her. This situation, this place, this war, the Soul Oath. Her prison.

I leaned closer to her and kissed the top of her head, not sure what to say. She turned to me, with suspicion in her pretty eyes, as if she doubted my intentions. I guess she had no reason not to suspect my intentions. She once said she was tired of my mixed signals. I was too, but I couldn’t help myself. I tried, with all my might, to stay away from her, not to touch her, not to hug her, not to kiss her. So far, I was failing.

“Come on, darling. You love it when I kiss you.” Teasing came naturally, and she actually reacted the way she always should react with me: her brows knotted and she dismissed me. I should have stopped there. I should have walked away and left her be. Instead, I nudged her arm with my elbow. “What?”

“Nothing,” she said, her tone indicating it wasn’t really nothing. She sighed and stepped into her bedroom. “I guess I better …” She gestured around the room, and I had no idea what she meant.

Nevertheless, I went along with it. “Sure. Yeah.

She closed the door in my face.