GENRE: Gay Paranormal Spicy Romance
LENGTH: 19,170 words
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First-year Border Patrol officers Rhys Davis and Liam Malone have been friends since second grade. When their new assignment puts them on the front line in tracking down a vicious and inhuman killer, an unearthly Soul-Eater, along the southern border, they must call on every resource at their disposal.

The most potent of these resources turns out to be memories they share from two thousand years ago, a time in the British Isles when they were partners in every way, forming an eternal bond that allowed them to defeat this same enemy in that lifetime.

Now, Rhys and Liam can't help but wonder...will crossing the line from friends to lovers in this lifetime destroy their friendship or build on it?

EXCERPT:
Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

Rhys snapped awake with a start. Finbar. The name echoed in his depths. It felt right, but there was another name now borne by the same soul -- Liam. The recognition of the eternal bond between them shot through him like a bolt of lightning.

Liam? Yes. No! Oh, my God! Was the longing for his friend that filled him now an echo from this past lifetime or was it equally real and valid in the present? He could not doubt he had been that Druid, just as he knew, without a doubt, that Liam had been Finbar. The memories felt too real to be merely a dream. But why should he remember all this now? Was he subconsciously seeking a way to justify the need and hunger haunting him?

Things are different now. We're friends, brothers, not lovers, aren't we? Should we, could we be? After years of denial, he'd recently admitted to himself how badly he wanted to be Liam's lover, here and now, despite all the reasons why that should not be. But it would probably destroy their friendship if he even hinted at such a thing.

Sex had been one topic they'd never really discussed, although they talked of almost everything under the sun. They had both dated and gone through the normal flash-in-the pan love affairs while they were in school. For a while in Iraq he'd been sure Liam was going to build something lasting with a young woman serving in the same unit, but that did not happen. He wasn't sure why.

And he suspected he could have hooked up with a couple of other guys in their unit, but he hadn't wanted that enough to take the risk. The few casual couplings he attempted never satisfied him. It was such an irony to see himself as a one-man man ... and that one man was Liam.

This was not the time to try to make a move, to change the tenor of their relationship, was it? They were on the track of a monster that would take everything they could summon and more to defeat.

Yet in a dim corner of his mind, he felt sure they had done this before -- together. Could he tap those memories in his dreams and pull forth the answers they were going to need? Unless he could, it would likely cost them their lives, and their souls as well.