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BODY AND SOUL
by
Susan Krinard
Praise for the romances of Susan Krinard
BANTAM BOOKS
TWICE A HERO
"The reading world would be a happier place if more paranormal romance
writers wrote as well as Krinard."
Contra Costa Sunday Times
PRINCE OF WOLVES
"Written with tremendous energy, it exhilarates the senses and
intoxicates the soul."
Affaire de Coeur
PRINCE OF SHADOWS
"Rising superstar Susan Krinard dishes up yet another mind-blowing
reading experience in this explosive spin-off of her already classic
Prince of Wolves This daring innovator and extraordinary storyteller..
creates another towering landmark in imaginative fiction" Romantic
Times "Five-star Rating] One of the greatest supernatural romances of
our times. Susan Krinard . . . is the yardstick against which all
other supernatural romances should be judged."
Affaire de Coeur
STAR-CROSSED
"Ms. Krinard has gifted us with a masterpiece of writing."
Rendezvous
PRINCE OF DREAMS
"Two thumbs up to the stratosphere for the dazzling second romantic
fantasy from the pen of one of the genre's next superstars. .
Ms. Krinard takes a giant leap forward in what promises to be a
spectacular career. Brava!
Romantic Times He didn't consciously plan to take her in his arms. He
didn't even know she was crying until she was against him and he heard
the catch of her breath and felt the moisture of her tears. She
pressed her face into the collar of his uniform and clutched at his
 
back, making no sound other than the soft gasps of her weeping.
Once, perhaps, he'd known what love was. But he'd chosen to let the
ability die out of him. It was too much work, too confining, too deman
ding of what he was not strong or wise or good enough to give.
Jesse lifted her head. "I'm sorry," she said, scrubbing at her face
with her knuckles. "I don't usually do this."
No. She wouldn't. An unbearable tenderness washed through David. "Do
you think I begrudge you, Jesse?"
He bent his head and kissed the high curve of her cheekbone, catching
the salt of a tear on the tip of his tongue. He found another tear
trapped in the lashes of her left eye, two at the edge of her jaw and
one more nestled in the corner of her lips.
One by one he disposed of her tears, entranced by the velvet texture of
her skin and the scent of her hair and the subtle alteration in her
breathing from distress to excitement.
This closeness was what they both wanted. Mutual solace, a forgetting
of sadness and pain. Would it be so terrible to surrender? Would he
be risking too much?
He touched his mouth to hers. Her fingers dug into the
 
back of his jacket, and her lips parted. Also by Susan Krinard
TWICE A HERO
PRINCE OF SHADOWS
PRINCE OF WOLVES
PRINCE OF DREAMS
STAR-CROSSED
BODY
AND
SOUL
SUSAN
KRINARD
BANTAM BOOKS
NEW YORK TORONTO LONDON
SYDNEY AUCKLAND
 
BODY AND SOUL
BODY AND SOUL
A Bantam Book August 1998 All rights reserved.
Copyright C 1998 by Susan Krinard.
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OPM 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 CHAPTER ONE
IT WAS TOO beautiful to be real.
Jesse Copeland knew that, knew it even as she dreamed, felt a joy so
deep that she had no name for it.
And no name for the place in which she found herself.
The garden was filled with roses, lush and not quite tame, as if the
hand that pruned and cared for them gave them the freedom to test the
limits of their captivity.
Birds sang in green trees. A fountain played the melody of running
water, and the sky was as blue as an artist's vision of heaven.
But that was not the truest beauty of the dream. The miracle of it lay
in the child cradled in Jesse's arms-a child with blue eyes and dark
hair, laughing up at her from the security of boundless love. Love
that filled the garden, overflowed Jesse's heart.
 

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