Lover Reborn (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #10)

by J.R. Ward

“Just think—if you let yourself believe in Tohr and open your heart to him, you can get rid of me forever. All you have to do is give yourself to him, mind, body, and soul, baby girl, and I’m as good as gone—and you won’t have to worry about what a Real Housewife is.”

LASSITER😂😂😂

Yeah, the Maker had known what was up when this assignment had been made: Tohr was not the same. Autumn was not the same. And Lassiter himself was not the same: It was simply impossible for him to disconnect from this,

Wellsie appeared as brilliant and vibrant as a rainbow, lit from without and within, color returned unto her, life renewed because she was saved, because she was free—and so was her son.

At that moment he focused on Autumn, who had gripped the skirting of her white robe and taken a step forward, toward Tohr. From out of nowhere, a second bolt of great light broke through from above— But it came not for him. It came… for her. Lassiter’s mind made the connection with the speed and shock of a lightning bolt: She had died long ago. Taken her own life… The In Between. Different for each person. Tailor-made.

Life was short, no matter how many days you were granted. And people were precious, each and every one, no matter how many you were lucky enough to have in your life. And love… love was worth dying for. Worth living for, too.

When you were young, you thought time was a burden, something to be discharged as fast as possible so you could be grown-up. But it was such a bait-n-switch—when you were an adult, you came to realize that minutes and hours were the single most precious thing you had.

“Turned out there were three of us being tested, and I passed as well. The instant I pledged myself for you two, I was free—and after I thought about it for a while, I decided I’d rather be on earth doing good works than up there in the clouds. ’Cuz, you know, I’ve kinda gotten a ball rolling, and this compassion shit looks good on me. Besides, no Maury in heaven.”