Neither Grant nor the world is ready for what he unearthed in Peru. Grant Carson doesn’t believe in angels or anything he can’t see or touch, yet the skeleton he has in the vault at his lab threatens all he thinks to be real. But that isn’t his only problem. Someone is looking for something, and they think Grant has it. He has to turn to Danielle for help. Danielle Weston has lived on Earth for millennia, and she’s always managed to keep her heart safe. Until she meets Grant Carson, an archaeologist at The Field Museum. He’s never given her the time of day until his lab gets broken into. Suddenly, Danielle has to decide if telling Grant the truth about where she came from and what she really was is worth risking his love. But if she doesn’t, things worse than losing Grant’s approval could happen, and the world isn’t ready to know the truth.

Nevan Largent has always known angels exist. He just never expected to fall in love with one. Nevan Largent moves to Los Angeles to get away from the fallen angels he dealt with in Chicago. With his ability to see ghosts and the fact that his cousin has been murdered, Nevan’s life is complicated. Then a blind fallen angel joins the investigation, and he’s sure he’s cursed. Cassandra Harmen has been blind for centuries, which has given her time to hone her other senses and skills. When she’s asked to consult on a murder case, she meets Nevan Largent. In all her years, she never thought she’d meet a man who teaches her that while she might not be able to see images, she can still see into people’s souls. Now they have to struggle with love, druid priests and one annoying fallen angel, but their love is strong enough to survive anything…except maybe the fallen angel.

Copyright © Tiffany Aaron 2014. All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing. The lights of New York shone like small, brilliant diamonds on black velvet. Christian studied the city below him as he stood on the roof of his apartment building. So much had changed over the centuries he'd lived and the city had grown. He remembered being there when the Statue of Liberty had risen above Ellis Island. He was there the day the Twin Towers had been brought down by bad men intent on hurting innocents.He sipped at his scotch, thinking about Chicago and what had gone on there. Seeing Lucifer face-to-face again had cracked the carefully constructed walls around Christian's sanity. The worse thing he'd seen was his own downfall reflected in Lucifer's black eyes. Over the centuries, Christian had seen his own eyes darken from bright blue to midnight blue as he'd began to lose whatever humanity he had.Sighing, Christian shook his head. Could angels have...