Goddess (Goddess Isles) by Winters Pepper

Author:Winters, Pepper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dark romance, romantic suspense, general romance, contemporary romance, enemies to lovers, captive romance, taboo romance, new adult romance, island romance, bestselling series, boxed set romance, bundled romance series
Publisher: Pepper Winters
Published: 2021-04-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

THIS FADING IN AND out bullshit had to stop.

One moment, I was nothing.

The next, I was something.

One second, I was strong and able to sense movement around me, hushed voices, and glowing strings.

The next, I was weak and washed away to some blackened wasteland.

But now I was back.

I was ‘awake’ even if my exterior form still registered no aliveness.

I’d returned from wherever I’d been, and panic filled me as I searched the shadows for my string.

There.

A faint glimmering of gold, undulating like kelp beneath the sea, beckoning me to grab and take hold.

The moment I wrapped a non-existent hand around the rope Eleanor had braided for me, I felt better.

I shoved off the remaining cloak of darkness and remembered.

Shit, I remembered parts I hadn’t before.

I remember...me.

I am Sully Sinclair. I’m thirty-three, and I’m in love with a woman named Eleanor Grace. She’s trustworthy and kind and whenever she touches me, she grants me power to keep fighting.

The strain of recalling even that much threatened to pull me under again.

I refused, chanting my name and the woman I loved like an incantation to stay.

I’m Sully Sinclair, and I love Eleanor Grace.

I’m Sully and Eleanor is mine.

Why she loved me or how we met I couldn’t recall, but I pictured her perfectly—her chocolate hair that fell to her ass. Her smoky grey gaze that never let me hide or lie.

And I remembered that I was happy with her.

She could be trusted.

And for some reason, trust was my most fundamental law.

I paused, straining for more pieces.

I work for...

Nothing.

I am a...labourer? Accountant? Builder?

Shit.

I live in...New York? Hong Kong? Manchester?

Blank emptiness.

Why can’t I remember those things?

Why did I have holes where instinctive facts had fallen free, leaving small pockets that’d stored just a few basic knowings.

My name is Sully, and I love Eleanor.

Jinx.

Why did I call her Jinx?

Why did I ever think she was a curse?

My head throbbed as I tried to push the gathering blackness away and remember.

However, something outside my realm of internal entrapment happened.

Voices.

Eleanor’s wonderful lyrical tone followed by a man I did not recognise. A man I was obscenely jealous of as he was with Eleanor and I was not.

“How are you holding up?” he asked, his voice sympathetic and soft.

“As well as to be expected,” Eleanor replied. “How are you, Dr Campbell? How are Cal and Jess doing?”

“To steal your words...as well as to be expected,” the man answered with a slight chuckle, pushing his glasses up his nose. “Better. Calvin has cabin fever and wishes to resume his duties. He doesn’t accept bullets were inside him, scrambling his organs, only ten days ago. And Jess has chosen the same method of healing as Sinclair. Her vitals are steady, but she’s yet to wake up.”

I flinched.

This man knew me?

Who the fuck were Calvin and Jess?

“I hope Jess wakes soon.” Eleanor sighed.

Her hand squeezed mine.

I tried fucking everything to squeeze her back, but nothing.

“Just like I hope Sully wakes up too,” she murmured.

“You did the right thing by bringing him home, Eleanor.

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