The Prison Healer (The Prison Healer, #1)

by Lynette Noni

“I have a lot of dreams. A lot of nightmares, too. Only time will tell which path my life will take.”

People—especially men—could react poorly if they thought their intelligence was being criticized.

Hope was a drug, and Kiva an addict. She couldn’t keep believing, couldn’t keep trusting, couldn’t keep hoping.

“Never apologize for loving someone. Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts.”

That was all it took. Golden light poured from Kiva’s fingertips, seeping into Tipp’s chest, flooding along his torso, sealing his flesh, inch by painful inch. It was working—it was working.