Free Forgotten Visions (The Divinities Book 1) by Lia Davis Page A

frequent, and so did the headaches. A few months later, the dreams started.”
    Ayden’s heart ached for her. Her emotions were so loud they pounded on the wall he’d put up to block them. The dreams could’ve been her locked down memories or something else entirely. “What were the dreams about?”
    She looked at him. Her violet eyes shined with unshed tears. “Death. Everyone I care about is going to die.”
    His gut wrenched, and he tightened his grip on her hands slightly. “You know that visions can be changed. Nothing is set in stone.”
    She pulled her hands free, stood up, and walked to the bay window that overlooked the back of the property. “That’s just it. I saw the deaths and nothing else. Nothing before to tell me when and where.”
    The memory spell. It must have had an effect on her visions. It was the only thing that made sense. “So you locked them down?” he asked.
    She didn’t look at him as he got up and walked over to stand next to her at the window. He spoke softly, trying to soothe her. “I think I know what’s wrong with your visions.”
    She turned to study his face. He stepped closer to her, reached out with his fingers, and slowly traced his fingertips down her cheek to her jawline. Cupping her head, he lowered his and pressed a gentle kiss to her soft lips.

    The second Ayden’s lips touched hers in a soft, sensual kiss, an image of them as teenagers sitting in a barn kissing flashed in her mind.  “Oh,” she whispered, pulling back from him. “You kissed me. I mean, when we were kids.” 
    Ayden nodded and touched her cheek with the backs of his fingers. The silver swirled in the blue of his eyes. “You were my first real kiss,” he whispered, just inches from her lips.
    She swallowed hard and waited for the panic to rise. Surprisingly, it never came. Instead, a strong urge to grab him, rip his shirt off his muscular chest, and nip and lick every inch of him arose. The much too brief kiss had ignited something inside her. Need boiled.
    “And you were mine,” she admitted. The memory of that afternoon was so clear now, as if it had happened yesterday. How did she remember something that only a few moments before, she’d had no recollection of at all? 
    They were both fifteen and playing hide-and-seek with the other children in the coven. Ayden was the seeker.
    Kalissa hides behind the bales of hay in the loft of the coven’s barn. Footsteps enter the barn, butterflies swarm inside her belly. Then she realizes there is only one way to go. She is so busted.
    Ducking farther behind the hay stacks, she listens to Ayden walk around below her. She could teleport, but that would be cheating. She jumps when the ladder moves slightly, indicating that someone is climbing up it.
    “I know you’re up here.” His soft chuckle reaches her ears, making her feel giddy.
    Kalissa steps out of her hiding place and faces him. His smile reaches his baby blue eyes. She moves to the right, and then darts left to go around him. But he is too fast and grabs her waist, pulling her to him hard enough that they fall into a pile of loose hay. He kisses her before she has time to think. It’s her first real, adult kiss.
    “It took me a long time to get up the nerve to kiss you.” Ayden’s voice pulled her from the memory. She let out a soft gasp when he captured her mouth gently in a real-time kiss. His warm tongue licked her lips to encourage her to open for him. Without hesitation, she opened to the invasion and met his tongue halfway with hers. Feelings rose in her that she recognized. The electrifying desire swirled around them, intensifying their connection. It was the same as their first kiss.
    The softness of a bed broke their kiss. She looked around. They had somehow teleported into the bedroom adjacent to the living room. He looked down at her from his position above her. “Did I do that, or you?” he asked with a crooked smile.
    She laughed. “I think it was a combined effort.”