Since the weather has finally crept up warm enough to revisit my garden, I thought I’d also revisit my first novel Love of Her Lives. Perhaps you’d like a fun, lightly paranormal romance for your summer read.
In Love of Her Lives, Calum and Beth have lived through many lives, many trials, striving to attain a peaceful, loving union. Striving, but unfortunately not attaining. These two soul partners keep falling short.
To gain a better understanding of the pitfalls that continue to thwart this couple, I took a moment to speak with Calum, the hero of Love of Her Lives, in the Akashic Library in the Upper World where Calum waits for Beth to return from her life on Earth.
Calum stands at a marble table thumbing the pages of a tome. As I approach, he drags his attention from the book, and then turns his impressive body to block the pages he was reading. He flicks a strand of crème-caramel hair from his face and levels discerning eyes of blue on me.
My breath catches in my throat. I knew Calum was startling handsome, but I wasn’t prepared for the way his presence takes up so much space.
SC: Hi there, Calum. Thanks for agreeing to chat with me today. Since you appear to be busy, I’ll keep this interview short.
CC: A pleasure to meet you. I am about to depart, so your expediency would be appreciated.
SC: Okay, let’s get to it then. Has it been difficult for you to be separated from Beth, or does absence truly make the heart fonder?
CC: It wasn’t my idea for Beth to live a life on her own and to describe the condition of my heart as fond in reference to Beth would be a grievous understatement.
SC: That’s sweet, Calum. I understand that you are one of Beth’s spirit guides, yet did you not agree that she would live this life without you?
CC: Agree? No one asked it of me. She made the decision alone. I promised to safeguard her, to help her learn her lessons, and then return to me. But the lass seems to have forgotten she promised to work on her propensity for recklessness.
SC: I wouldn’t call Beth reckless, a bit of a risk-taker perhaps, but as her spirit guide, can you not offer a whispered reminder in her ear?
CC: She pays me no mind, as if I have ceased to exist.
SC: I’m sure she’s just distracted. Life does that to a person. Besides, you really have no choice but to let Beth walk the path of her own choosing, no?
Calum scoffs at this, reaches behind him, and closes the tome he was reading.
CC: How can I, when the woman unwittingly chooses a path that leads to her destruction? Her future is grim. I’ve seen it. She will spend the best years of her sweet life in prison for a crime she didn’t commit. ’Tis an injustice too bloody devastating to bear.
SC: That would be a devastating way to spend a life. Since there truly is nothing you can do about it, perhaps it would be easier to look away and hope you are wrong.
CC: I’m not wrong. I won’t be looking away. I won’t be staying away.
My gaze drifts to the spine of the tome he was reading. Studies of Supernatural Worlds.
SC: There’s a rumour here in the Upper World, Calum, that you’ve been dappling in magic, scrying Beth’s future, perhaps even looking for a way back to Beth?
CC: Hmmph. I wouldn’t be searching through tomes, if the Old Ones would share their wisdom. Beth needs my protection. That’s all that matters.
SC: Let’s hypothesize that you have found a way to return to Earth. Beth is a grown woman. She won’t know you. She didn’t want your intervention in your last life together, why would she welcome it now? Not to mention, you haven’t walked the earth in a hundred years. Things have changed, you know.
CC: Tis a challenge to be sure, but Beth should have a battalion protecting her when she walks the earth. I’ve a quick wit. I’m adaptable. I’ll decipher the ways of the 21st century.
Calum takes a step forward, his hand presses the small of my back. I feel the heat from that light touch as he nudges me toward the door. All power and grace, but there’s dominance in that touch too. A feminine strand in me envies Beth, to be loved so fiercely, and a part of me knows she better brace for the warrior’s intrusion.
SC: Good luck, Calum. I know you have Beth’s well-being in mind, but she is resourceful. Perhaps you should give her a chance to solve her own problems before you intrude on her life?
CC: Perhaps you should be on your way before The Old Ones find you in the library. They wouldn’t want a mere mortal leafing through their sacred tomes.
Calum directs me across the room and closes the door behind us. I haven’t had a chance to warn him against using Alfarian magic, but it’s too late. With long strides, Calum charges down the hallway and out of view. Yep, Beth, better brace herself.
If you’d like to find out how Beth does, you can purchase Love of Her Lives in whatever format works for you here: sharonclare.com
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