With his kiss, she was born anew. That forbidden touch would send him into another reality. Darkness consumed. Torment had filled her heart the moment he left. Without word or solace, the Seraph was gone from her, leaving in its place a void of emptiness. The whisper of what she thought was reality became blurred, and in the depths of her heart, she was no longer certain if the Seraph was even real. He became a dream—a ghost. Moving on with her life was a challenge Anaya was willing to accept. That was, until the day, a voice called to her in that same sweet allure as Sylas Diya once had. For five years he stayed away to spare her his fate. But he could no longer endure the pain of living without her. Together, they would descend into another world to evade the Vampyre and the Human to pursue a forbidden passion. Time was fading and in each other’s arms was all they had left.