When Evie falls in love with Calvin Knight, their young, virtuous romance conjures a truly wicked spell.
Evie always thought her eighteenth year would be magical, but so far it’s not what she hoped for. Her best friend has gone wild, her love life is void, and she misses her mom more than ever. But life for Evie is about to change. Calvin Knight, the object of her fascination, is about to fall madly in love with her. Just one problem: Their love conjures a murderous woman from beyond the grave who wants Evie dead. The same demon who has haunted the Knight men for over four generations. Soon Calvin is forced to make a choice: Set Evie free and hope to evade the wrath of The Raven- haired Ghost, or use his newly gifted strengths to fight against her. If he chooses to fight and wins, Calvin will free the Knight men of this demonic witch. If he loses, Evie will become her next victim.
~ ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE ~
Part Two of Three
Excerpt taken from Evie’s Knight
Evie’s Knight fits into multiple genres: From Urban Fantasy and Paranormal, to Clean romance or Young Adult. Yet above all the sub-genres, Evie’s Knight is, first and foremost, a Romance.
We all know that love goes deeper than simple attraction. Sometimes that undefined moment of love budding between two people is a presence all its own. A penetrating force that slips into the space between them. This post is dedicated to that initial connection between Calvin and Evie – the very first sparks of L. O. V. E. These are moments when Evie can literally feel herself connecting to Calvin on a deeper, more meaningful level.
Here, in Part Two of ‘All You Need Is Love’, we have Calvin and Evie on their first, official date. Seated across from one another at a restaurant, Calvin reveals a personal part of his past with Evie.
“We grew up in this house, right?”
“I mean, it was a really great house. And we’d lived there our whole lives. Well when I was ten years old, my mother died.”
Evie sucked in a quick breath. “I’m so sorry.”
“They tried a million times over to transfer my dad to another base, but he always refused. He didn’t want to leave it–that home where we’d all lived together, you know? None of us did, really.” His eyes became fixed on something at the table. “I actually considered buying the place and staying behind. I mean, I was already looking to move out. But I couldn’t have done that to my father.”
Evie took a sip of her iced water, set the glass next to a stack of plates and crumpled napkins.
She couldn’t help but feel closer to him in that moment, knowing they’d both lived half their lives without a mom. “So leaving that house, it must have been like saying goodbye to her all over again.”
He rubbed his thumb along the edge of the table. “It was. Back at the house, I could visualize her walking down the hall in her yellow robe. Or look at the kitchen cupboards and remember the way she had to hop up onto the counter to reach the top shelf. She was short, like you,” he said, thrusting his chin toward her.
Yellowed light reflected in his brown eyes, adding a copper glow of warmth. She tried not to get lost in them as she realized something. Calvin was opening up to her–sharing a part of himself–inviting her in. She liked being there, close to his heart. Close to him. She wanted to reach out, take hold of his hand and close the distance between them.
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