Sons of Lyra: Fight For Love by Felicity Heaton Page B

isn’t going
to be easy, is it?”

    She shook her head. “No
one says no to a son of Lyra though.”

    His lips curved into a
wicked grin. “No one.”

    Unbuckling the safety
harness, she looked around the bridge and then over her shoulder at
the exit. A day to her home world. Remi was going to need a stern
stomach to face her mother and win. If he thought battling Varkans
was dangerous, he was in for a shock. Dazkaran mothers could be
deadly when it came to a suitor they didn’t approve of. It was
cruel to take Remi there to ask for her hand, but it would prove
just how much he loved her and how much he wanted to marry her. She
didn’t care if her mother said no. As long as Remi stood up to her,
even if it was only for a few minutes, she’d marry him. She’d be a
fool not to. A son of Lyra was chasing her. Remi was chasing her.
It was more than she’d ever dreamed of. She’d fallen for him the
moment he’d come into her office.

    She stood and pulled on
his hand, convincing him to follow her. His grin turned sensual
when she led him towards the door. She licked her lips and smiled
back at him.

    “ I think I need
to give you a graduation present, Lieutenant Lyra IV.”

    He slid his arm around her
waist and pulled her flush against him. His lips were dangerously
close to hers, setting her twin hearts thundering with
anticipation.

    “ Call me Remi,”
he whispered against her mouth and then claimed her lips, kissing
her so slow that they tingled and ached for more. Her whole body
followed them.

    “ Remi,” she
breathed into his mouth, her fingers twirling his dark hair around
them, keeping him close. “I love you so much.”

    He smiled against her lips
and then whispered, “I know.”

    She frowned and shoved him
in the chest. He chuckled, his rich deep brown eyes twinkling with
his smile.

    “ I love you
too.” He scooped her up into his arms and looked down at her. “I’m
going to marry you.”

    There was such sweet
determination in those words and she honestly believed that nothing
would stop him from achieving his desire.

    “ No one, not
even your mother or the entire population of Dazkara, is going to
stop me. Even if it takes the whole of the Lyran Imperial Army
fleet to convince them, I won’t give up until you’re
mine.”

    When he said it like that,
with such fire in his eyes, she couldn’t wait to get to her home
world and watch the calamity unfold, sure that he would be the
victor.

    “ Remi?” she
said with a sly smile.

    He frowned down at her,
his eyes darkening with hunger.

    “ Shut up and
kiss me.”

    He flashed a grin full of
white teeth at her and then dipped his head and kissed her so deep
that her head spun and her hair flew up, floating and twisting in
mid air.

    In a week they’d be
married.

    She didn’t care what her
parents said, just as he didn’t care what his thought.

    No one was going to stop
her.

    No one was going to stop
them.

    The
End

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    About the
author
    Felicity Heaton
is a great believer in love at first sight and the romantic ideal.
Having grown up reading extensively, she developed a deep love of
classical literature, ranking Jane Eyre, North & South, and
Persuasion amongst her all time favourite reads. The most romantic
moment of her life was when her husband got down on bended knee on
the steps of Sacré Coeur, Paris, at night in front of several
hundred spectators and proposed. She was too drunk on love, and
subsequently champagne, to care about the audience. All she could
see was the man that she loved. A writer of emotion and life, she
always strives to touch a chord of familiarity in her readers and
give them characters they can love and a read to
remember.

    Connect with
me online:
    Website: http://www.felicityheaton.co.uk
    Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/felicityheaton
    Blog: http://felicityheaton.blogspot.com/