Destiny (No Angel) (Volume 3)

It's hard to be true to yourself, when you don't know who you are. Or who he is, but you know he's out there, somewhere. Sophie loves Daniel, but her memory of him has been taken, along with everything she ever experienced in heaven. Everything, except for one incredible kiss. How will Sophie find him on Earth, and how will she combat the desires of another who has claimed her as his own? Follow Sophie, born as Angie, as she struggles with deep feelings and a determination to find the man she cannot remember. Check out this snippet: Why did he do that? Why did he suddenly, out of nowhere, show up like that—and kiss me? I bit my lip, as if that would ease its trembling. The passageway slowed to a stop, but I wasn't ready to get off. I was a complete mess—shaking all over. I should have been more excited about starting my turn on Earth, but I had never been so angry! What nerve! I wanted to scream or the least kick something. I felt violated—shouldn’t a kiss be something shared by two spirits and not forced on one unawares? I had not seen it coming. I had never expected to see Coe on the same departer passageway as me bound to Earth. Of course I was extremely glad—relieved—to see he had not shared the same fate as the other No Choicers. Anyone would be, but I was still quite angry that he had the audacity to kiss me while I wore the promise ring of a chosen couple. I held up my finger and stared at the ring Daniel had given me, trying to push aside the memory of Coe’s intense kiss. Ugh! I glanced around the small room I had been led to. So this was Earth? Of course, I knew it was not quite Earth yet, but just a holding place where I would wait for my mortal birth. I pulled out a chair and sat down. The angel that had escorted me there handed me a birthing gown and told me that my guardian angel would arrive shortly. I wondered who it would be and regretted not taking the time to request someone close to me. It did not matter—whoever it was would be fine with me. I brought my fingers to my lips remembering the warmth of the only kiss I desired—Daniel's kiss and clutched the fabric of the white birthing gown to my chest, suppressing a giggle. I would never forget it. Not even the veil of forgetfulness would take that from me. I memorized everything about it and burnt it deep within my soul, but another kiss seared my mind. Coe’s kiss. A kiss I was determined to forget, though its memory haunted me. Daniel would be born thousands of miles away in Europe, but Coe would be born much closer, maybe even in the same small town. How would I ever evade him? As much as I did not want to admit it, there was something about Coe that I liked, NO! I groaned, knowing that I could not allow such thoughts. It was Daniel I wanted—Daniel I desired! And yet, why did Coe's memory linger so? I dropped my chin to my chest. Earth life was going to be so hard.