Something strange was going on in Lily Dale. Marena Jacobs went there to search for the only man she would ever love. David had vanished and she was beginning to think he was gone forever. The small scrap of paper with angelic script on it was all she had to go on.
Gabe, a man with psychic abilities, befriends Marena and they stumble upon an incredible secret about the town's people no one would ever believe.
Gabe's abilities are no match for Samuel's though, who has powers of his own. He is from an ancient sect of fallen angels called the Nephilim, and the one goal he has is to seduce Marena and destroy the love she has for David. You will believe that true love never dies.
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My mind starts racing, and suddenly, I wanted to get out of this situation before it got any worse.
I realize I can stay in the tub all night, or get on with the evening, and ask him to help me. I swallow my pride. I become flustered but I try to sound calm.
"It's nice to meet you David. I seem to be stuck in the tub. I've been in an accident, and my knee hasn't quite healed yet. Could you help me out?"
"I'll try."
I'm glad if I had to be stuck in an embarrassing predicament, that it's a blind man who has come to my rescue. The absurdity of the situation puts a blush on my face. Before I could dwell on it too much, he comes over and lifts me out of the tub, into his arms. I'm getting him wet, but he doesn't seem to mind. As he holds me, his eyes never once look towards my face, or down at my body. Despite the fact, he seems unaffected by my nakedness; my body chooses to respond against my will. A flush of excitement takes me by surprise. He is incredibly strong and the most masculine type of male I'd seen in a long time.
I realize I can stay in the tub all night, or get on with the evening, and ask him to help me. I swallow my pride. I become flustered but I try to sound calm.
"It's nice to meet you David. I seem to be stuck in the tub. I've been in an accident, and my knee hasn't quite healed yet. Could you help me out?"
"I'll try."
I'm glad if I had to be stuck in an embarrassing predicament, that it's a blind man who has come to my rescue. The absurdity of the situation puts a blush on my face. Before I could dwell on it too much, he comes over and lifts me out of the tub, into his arms. I'm getting him wet, but he doesn't seem to mind. As he holds me, his eyes never once look towards my face, or down at my body. Despite the fact, he seems unaffected by my nakedness; my body chooses to respond against my will. A flush of excitement takes me by surprise. He is incredibly strong and the most masculine type of male I'd seen in a long time.
