An excerpt from Her Last Request

Ithiel appeared in Sam’s room sometime after midnight. She was lying on her side and had wrapped herself around her pillow. Ithiel approached the bed and ran his hand gently through her hair – Sam didn’t even stir. He gazed lovingly down at her beautiful face. The understated beauty flourished in her relaxed state of slumber. She looked so young and innocent that the mere sight of her stole Ithiel’s breath from his chest. Despite his reservations about socializing with the living, he found himself wanting to wrap her in his arms and never let her go