Feel me…

 She felt her hands around his neck and believed she was touching a soft cloud, pulling him gently by the hand to show him, in haste, a glimpse of paradise. He could not escape her lips — a velvet prison with unyielding bars — that held him close, until, captive now, he could finally rest in peace, never again caring for his freedom.

Aris is trying to heal the open wound in his heart, scarred by the pain of his previous relationship. A writer by nature, he knows that the best cure for his torment is to pour his burning emotions onto the blank page.

Completely unexpectedly, the mysterious Mara, with her deep blue eyes and her quiet grace, enters his life — and his writing — as she begins to type his manuscripts. A member of his aunt’s household staff, she may have appeared for one reason only: to prove that love and passion remain the greatest remedy for any kind of pain, even if one must pass through sinful flames to find them.

Will they truly feel each other’s souls? Perhaps when you let someone go free, rather than keep them imprisoned by your side, you allow fate itself to find you — and willingly become trapped in your embrace.

A romantic novel that follows “Bitter Black Wine” yet stands proudly on its own, written with genuine poetic romanticism and a burning desire that can only be felt — never forgotten.