Kiss Across Time Box Two
Jordanian Oasis, 1099 A.D.
BECAUSE OF THE INORDINATE amount of sleep she’d got, Taylor found herself wide awake just as daylight was creeping into the oasis. She was the only one awake, she suspected and possibly the only human to watch the herd of ibex silently creep past the sleeping men and file down to the water’s edge to drink.
There were hundreds of the miniature deer-like creatures, with their long spiral horns and dainty noses. There were so many, they made the ground they covered look like a moving carpet of brown fur punctured with raked backed needles.
Food, Taylor realized, carefully rolling over onto her knees so her mail didn’t jingle. She reached for the bow and quiver of arrows lying nearby and picked them up. Moving silently on bare feet she crept toward the edge of the reeds that lined the oasis on her side. The ibex were drinking on the other side and at the moment she was no threat, although they had seen her.
As she moved away from the protection of her tree, her gaze was caught by a darker man-sized shape at the corner of her eyes and she turned to face it, lifting her bow almost automatically in a defensive movement, even though there was no arrow nocked yet.
Alexander stood barely ten yards away from her, looking around the oasis with a puzzled expression…and dawning excitement. It was Alexander, but he was different. There were changes about him that Taylor knew it would take careful study to pinpoint. He looked…. She struggled for the word, then found it. Stronger.
Alexander wasn’t alone. He had one arm around a stunningly beautiful blonde woman. She wasn’t just pretty. She was bone-deep, classically striking in an old Hollywood glamorous way. She glowed.
But there was a deep puzzlement on her face, and a growing fear.
“I think,” Alexander said, using medieval French, “that you are supposed to say, now, that you’re not wearing a red shirt.”
Taylor dropped her bow and staggered forward through the sand toward them. “Alexander?” she whispered. “Is this ‘live long and prosper’?”
He gripped her wrist. “Taylor!”
Her heart lurched. Taylor. Not Tyra. Not ‘my lady’.
“What year?” she said. “Quickly, what year is it for you?”
He told her.
Taylor squeezed his wrist with her other hand. Her heart wouldn’t slow down. Neither would her mind, as she tried to calculate the implications, the meanings, the incredible consequences. “You’re from my future,” she told him.
He looked around. “I came here to tell you how to shoot Ibex.”
Taylor shuddered. That hadn’t happened yet. It was in her future. He really was from her future. “I’m a jumper here myself. I don’t know how this messes with history. You need to go back.”
Taylor looked at the blonde, who was frowning heavily. She was utterly lost in this conversation and Taylor had no time to explain it. It would take way too long. “Alexander will explain everything,” she told her. “He’ll bring you to me and I’ll explain more. You and I have a lot to talk about. You are the only other one like me I’ve ever met.”
The blonde’s very blue eyes narrowed. “You’re speaking…English. Then what were you speaking before? Where are we?” Her eyes narrowed. “I know you. You’re the woman who lives with that rock singer.”
Taylor’s heart lurched. “Don’t say any more,” she said urgently. “Whatever you know about me, it’s from my future.”
The woman’s lips parted in surprise. She turned to Alexander. “Alex?”
His arm around her tightened. “I’m going to kiss you again, Sydney, and you need to think of your apartment and wine and relaxing and going home. Then we’ll be back there again. You have to trust me for just a moment more.”
She glanced at Taylor. Taylor nodded. “He is telling you the truth. Do as he says and you’ll get home.”
Sydney nodded, looking around the oasis once more, sizing it up with a quick, sweeping glance. She pressed her full lips together. “Fine,” she said, although her voice shook.
Alexander slid his hand gently under her hair, to cup her face. He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. Her eyes drifted closed and Taylor heard her soft moan, just before the blonde disappeared, right in front of her eyes.
Her heart hammering, Taylor turned and hurried back to the edge of the water, to plant her arrows down in the sand and wait for Alexander to recover his senses and tell her how to hunt Ibex.
She waited and thought about how this changed…oh, only everything.
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Next in the Kiss Across Time Series
Kiss Across Time Box Two
The next four fabulous stories in the time travel paranormal romance series!
New friends and relationships expand time travel for Brody, Veris and Taylor. Meet Alexander, Rafe and Sydney and share their adventures across the timescape—while old enemies and time itself threatens the friends at every turn.
Kiss Across Deserts
Time travel is not for the weak of heart.
When a kiss sends Alex and Sydney back to Alex’s beloved desert, and he realizes that Taylor is not the only one who can time travel, the questions pile up like gunpowder. The flint which strikes the spark is Sydney’s past, which is exposed when Rafael reaches through time and uncovers her dangerous secret.
I just couldn't put it down once I started it, but who needs sleep?! – Reader Review.
Kiss Across Kingdoms
They must go back in time because history says they already have.
A secret cipher inside an ancient seal insists Rafe and Sydney travel back through time to Powys, the most powerful kingdom of old Wales, but when they jump back they are separated. Rafe finds himself in Powys, scribe to the king. Sydney is in the land of the Lady of Mercia, alone in a time she doesn’t know. The two must find a way back to each other across the warring kingdoms, while Alex tries desperately to help them, from eleven centuries into the future…
I was anxiously waiting for Alex, Sydney, and Rafael to continue their story, and WOW, was it worth the wait. !!! – Reader Review.
Time And Tyra Again*
One hundred years ago, a meeting was arranged that would alter the course of history.
In 1191 at the Siege of Acre, Alexander Karim helped Brody Gallagher escape death by immolation. When Alex arrives in York, England, one hundred years later for their appointed meeting, he sees instead someone from his human life—Tyra of Norwich, who died two hundred years ago.
The link back, and explanation, of why certain events happened was very satisfying for me, as an avid fan of the series. – Reader Review.
Kiss Across Seas
History doesn’t always repeat. Sometimes, it destroys.
To protect everyone she loves from the threats of their greatest enemy, Sydney flings herself back in time to eleventh century Egypt, where she meets a very human Alexander. Her arrival causes the death of the knight who would have drawn Alex to Jerusalem, and destroys a chain of events that ends with Sydney, Rafe and Alex meeting in the twenty-first century.
Time travel has always been an interesting concept, but Cooper-Posey takes it to another level because her stories arc over an entire series - and over several centuries. I LOVE IT!!! – Reader Review.