Kimberly Adams

Roam and West have spent centuries struggling to survive a prophecy that has forsaken them both, unraveling a tale of love that has lasted throughout lifetimes. Evil is near, and in their last life together, West must try to protect Roam once more....

Roam Camden is a bright girl in small town Ohio, eager to graduate high school and pursue her dreams of teaching history. Her well-planned path includes Logan, her life-long best friend, and now boyfriend.

After learning that her life’s purpose is to fulfill a prophecy to save our world, Roam finds that she is pregnant - and missing the love of her life with all of her heart. Logan, her best friend, stands by her, helping her to find a way back to West… despite his own love for her.

Roam, imprisoned in an ancient land and left to the mercy of Troy's cruel reign, longs for freedom, her child, and West. Surviving with only Logan's presence to save her from certain insanity, she turns to herself and finds that she alone possesses the strength and power to save her life....

Since Eva's birth, Will has done everything in his power to protect her from harm. Icepond, burning slowly from the overwhelming power of two suns, must turn to its king for survival....

It was 1990, and we were tying yellow ribbons around old oak trees. And we were waiting. The time I’d spent with Grant Butler was stolen. Each moment between us only fueled our need for each other. He was older, and forbidden by my parents....

Logan Rush had everything that he had ever wanted until the day his world was shaken by an ancient prophecy. Now, with the painful coordinates etched into his arm and nightmares convincing him to kill the girl that he loves, he struggles to redeem his immortal, evil soul....

Long ago, the betrothal of a beautiful princess to a young, powerful king was set to unite kingdoms for centuries. Mina and Troy, from the moment they touch, fall into a love that will eventually ignite a timeless vengeance between two worlds....

I tried to resist her. She was smarter this time. Naive. Needing. Nothing good could come of this, of her in my arms again, her breath on my lips, her body beneath me.