Madelaine Alexander is on a mission. When her boss sends her to the hottest nightclub in town to meet with the owner, she won't be deterred, even if that means standing in line for fifty-eight minutes in torturous heels while she'd rather be home in her pj's with a bowl of popcorn.
A Knight of the Templar, Christien Chevalier was given immortality along with the responsibility of protecting the treasure of the Templars. He's been unwavering in his task for centuries until his one true lovewho died seven hundred years agoshows up in his club, demanding his attention.
Christien couldn't protect Madelaine when they first fell in love. She was married to a lord and he was simply a knight. Now, through some unknown miracle, she stands before him again and they have a second chance. But Christien fears that Madelaine is being used as a pawn in a dangerous game, a game of good versus evil that could affect all of mankind...
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In nomine Patris
The fever was catching up to him. Slowing him down.
His knees buckled. By the grace of God and the sheer force of will that sustained him through his long journey, he forced himself upright.
His only thought was to put one foot in front of the other. He would think of nothing else. For to think would be to remember.
And to remember would be his downfall.
His foot slipped. He fell to one knee, sinking into the slime. His will faltered and he ceased to struggle. He welcomed death, but not yet. Not before he completed his mission.
The bundle he'd carried from France to Scotland slipped from numb fingers. He fumbled the precious package, catching it before it landed in the mud and gently cradled it against his chest.
For his brothers he forced himself to stand. For his master he moved forward. For his lost love he wept.
...et Spiritus Sancti...
Mud sucked at his boots, shackling him, its cold fingers pulling him down. He dropped to both knees and slowly pitched forward. He lay on the cold earth, his lungs burning with sickness, struggling to breathe, the rain running off him in rivulets. Through the driving storm he glimpsed the rough outline of a building. A chapel mayhap, but it was too difficult to tell and his vision kept fading.
With a last burst of energy he curled his almost frozen fingers into claws and dug at the mud, creating a hole big enough to hold the treasure entrusted to him.
This watery cavity was not what his master intended when giving him this mission, but it would have to do.
He rose to his knees and pulled the white tunic emblazoned with the red, eight-point cross from his satchel. Holding the piece of clothing to his chest, he rocked back and forth, muttering disjointed prayers. Prayers a sinner like he had no business voicing.
He kissed the tunic before lining the hole with the cloth that had once brought him such pride. And had ultimately been his downfall.
He carefully placed the wrapped package inside the hole and pushed the mud over it until nothing remained but a scar in the earth.
With the last of his strength spent, he fell to his side. He accomplished what he'd been commanded to do. The precious treasure was safe from the enemy. He now welcomed the death that shadowed him for close to two years. Mayhap, if God was willing, he would meet the missing half of his heart on the other side.
He closed his eyes. His lips moved, but he did not know if sound escaped.
"In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
He breathed his final breath.
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enjoyable book with a blend of modern day and historical day.
Let me first state that this was a well written story and I couldn¿t put it down. That being said, I have to admit that it was as depressing as it was enjoyable. We know simply from reading the jacket that Christien and Madelaine cannot be together when they first met since she is married to the lord of the castle and he is a knight. We also know that Madelaine was killed young. BUT in addition to this, Madelaine¿s husband is a vicious sadist who takes pleasure in humiliating and raping her. And, in addition to that, Lucian, her husband¿s trusted advisor and castle priest, lusts for Madelaine and when her husband isn¿t torturing her, Lucian is constantly trying to scare and molest her. Understanding that their first meeting in 1309 was not a happy time, what makes it most depressing is that instead of just learning all this horror of Madelaine¿s first life in the beginning of the story and then moving onto the current day situation, the chapters dedicated to her prior life are interspersed throughout the book, and after spending a chapter in the present day with Christien and Madelaine trying to work through the issues of her reincarnation and the current dangers to her life, we get thrown back into the past to learn some new horror of her past life. The way the story is merged, definitely heightens the suspense which continuously builds with the separate present day and past life stories, but reading of the horror that would be the life that a woman would have to endure in 1309, makes me happy to be living in the 21st Century, annoying cell phones or not. I gave it 3.5 stars as a compromise for the 4 stars I would give to the gripping storyline, and the 3 stars I wanted to give since the story depressed me so much.
This was an eexceptional entertainment. I could not put it down until it was completely read. So many twists and turns it kept you on the edge of your seat with excitement.
I could not put this book down. Very well written and the approach used by the author was from "left field" which made this story very suspenseful. I really like this author's writing technique and how she puts a story together. I actually felt more sad than happy for the couple and all they had to endure. Very well written story!