"...Rasey pens a more emotional tale (for this reader) than previous tales that I have read of hers. Eternally Yours picks up where Lawfully Yours left off and with Ariel Montgomery, who we learned was Cheri’s half-sister. The life and the pain that Ariel has endured brings tears to the eyes and a pain to the readers own heart. Ariel isn’t as strong as some of Ms. Rasey’s previous heroines, who stood up to their men and are ready to fight to the death for those they love. But Ariel is an amazing lady, one whose strength is inside, the strength to keep going after all the hellish things she has been through. Eternally Yours is a fast-paced, continual adventure and impossible to put down. Never a dull moment in a Patricia A. Rasey tale! Another hit for Patricia A. Rasey and another keeper to add to one’s shelf. Cray and Ariel are two characters (Ryder and Cheri also), that will be hard to forget. Patricia A. Rasey is an author who can write any genre and make it shine from her touch. I can’t wait to read more of her work very soon!"—Tracey West, The Road to Romance

...An arm encircled her back and pulled her flush against the solid frame. Though she knew, try as she might, she would never escape his large grasp. Ariel kicked wildly at the stranger's shins, making contact once, receiving a low grunt for her accomplishment, and hurting her toe in the process.

"Quit your squirming," a low, deep voice grounded through clenched teeth, as his hand left her mouth. "I'm not going to hurt you."

His breath, heavy with whiskey, assailed her nostrils. "Craylen?" she asked, the fight instantly leaving her. "For heaven's sake, what time of night is it?"

"Late," he replied, not releasing his hold on her. "Or should I say early?"

"What on earth are you doing up?" The sensuality of being within his arms, cloaked in darkness, was nearly more than she could bear as an answering heat swept through her body.

"I might ask you the same thing," he whispered, his breath fanning her cheek as his mouth remained mere inches away.

"I…I couldn't sleep. I…I was looking for a lantern," her voice trembled. Damn herself for losing control in his presence.

"What do we need light for?" he whispered, his tone deep and husky.

"Maybe you can see in the dark, but I can't. You scared the dickens out of me."

"I hadn't meant to frighten you."

"How long were you standing there?"

"Since you came into the room. I felt the draft while I was having bourbon in the study. I came in here to close the window. That's when you came in." His white teeth flashed in the darkness, proving his humor at finding her at his mercy.

Ariel slapped his chest, the sound echoing about the empty room. "You did too mean to frighten me. Otherwise you would have said something. Let me know you were here."

"Guilty." His teeth gleamed against the blackness of the night again. "Can I help it if I enjoy having you at my mercy?"

Ariel was speechless as she stared into his dark features, wishing for light to see the strong contours of his face. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she enjoyed looking upon his comeliness. She tried pushing herself from his embrace, but his hold only tightened.

"Please," she whispered, unsure of whether she begged to be released or for the kisses he so masterfully bestowed upon her, which forever haunted her dreams.