![]() ![]() So, Nikolas reckoned he had about twenty-four hours of unpleasantness to endure until things got distinctly more enjoyable. He’d then vomit (hopefully not over him, but this was a distinct possibility), and then not wake until the afternoon, when he’d swear never to drink again and be very quiet and contrite and loving until he felt well enough to go for a punishingly long run to sweat out the last of the poison, at which point he’d be ravenous and extremely turned on. Universal Linkīen went to his regimental do that night and Nikolas knew he’d crawl in incoherently drunk sometime in the early hours of the morning. And without Ben’s support, he is entirely alone. He can’t stop it he can only decide how he will choose to face it. So it’s not hubris that leads him to overlook the signs that Nikolas does not share his faith, it’s love. Ben genuinely believes that the past is behind them-that they deserve to enjoy the life they have created. It takes a certain kind of courage to live as if favoured by the Gods, ignoring the ever-present ghosts of your past–or perhaps not bravery, but arrogance. “Learn to love death’s ink-black shadow as much as you love the light of dawn.” Yeah? Well, Nikolas doesn’t do early mornings. ![]() ![]() Series Blog Tour & Excerpt: More Heat Than The Sun Series ![]()
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