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322 pages, Paperback
Published November 17, 2015

“Once I love, I love forever."
Thirty nights. Two hearts. One fate.
After her parents’ tragic deaths, Elisa Snow wanted nothing more than to escape her past. Eighteen and alone, she fled her quaint English village and moved to the United States. A starving science student by day and an artist’s muse by night, Elisa has slowly built a new life. She never dreamed she would lose everything again.
She’s one week from graduation when her visa is unexpectedly denied. Given thirty days to leave the country, she must face the one thing she cannot survive again—saying goodbye and leaving her home. Yet within minutes of her world shattering, she meets a man with the power to piece it back together.
After finishing his tour of duty in Iraq, Aiden Hale traded battlefields for boardrooms, becoming one of the most successful venture capitalists in the nation. But all his wealth can’t buy him reprieve from the horrific memories of war. The only thing that gives him peace is a painting of Elisa.
Drawn together by their invisible wounds, they begin a passionate affair as they race against the clock to defy their pasts—and fight for their future.
“A tall man, dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, white shirt and cobalt-blue tie, is standing a few feet from her desk, scrutinizing a painting. His dark brown hair is swept back in casual waves. His eyes burn an intense sapphire blue. On the corner of his right eye is an inch-long scar, bleached by time. Beautiful in its savagery. Like something sharp could not resist his beauty but ricocheted at the last minute, desperate to mark him as it’s own, yet unable to define him."
“Well, if you want to buy it for a million dollars net of taxes, I would sell it to you today,” I offer because I already know the answer.
He chuckles. “A million dollars for an unfinished invention? That’s a steep price, considering that I do nothing with science. No offence to your accomplishments, of course.”
“None taken, Mr. Hale. How much would you sell your dreams for?”
“Can you ever forget?”
He smiles without his dimple and brushes his finger against my cheek…
“No, Elisa. I cannot.”
I scroll through the texts he sent me during the party: ‘be safe’, ‘don’t stand under the heavy picture frames’ and my favorite, ‘here is a floor plan of the safety exits’.
I read his military orders, part laughing, part choking. His fear for my safety is palpable — so intense and unrelenting, as though his own life depends on it.
“Let the time stand still, Elisa.”
“From the moment you fell asleep in my arms on our first night, I’ve been trying to deserve you… I knew you were in trouble and I knew no matter what it was, I’d try to save you. From anything, especially myself.”
“She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; and all that’s best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes.”
“I don’t want the fantasy anymore…I want the real girl.”
“Isaac Newton was wrong. Not all bodies at rest, stay at rest. There are bodies – torn, ravaged-from-within bodies – that shudder in stillness, perhaps even in death.”
“You hear that love is strong, love is kind. But love does not fight wars, does not write laws, does not change them. As to these earthly needs, love is impotent.”
“I like brutes, I’m finding. Seriously misunderstood creatures.”
“Love hurts the most when it knows the least.”
“A kiss is a secret told to the mouth.”
“I haven’t changed my mind. I capitulated.”
“Once I love, I love forever!”


Let me look at you. Not your paintings tonight. You.
There is something endless about his eyes - like you enter through them and perhaps never come out.




