There’s a lot riding on this cooking competition. Winning the prize money would allow me to open a restauranthonoring my mother’s ancient magical recipes.

But that surly male judge seems to have it in for me. Imagine my horror when fate forces us through a time portal back to 1524.

Despite my witchy animosity, I can’t deny an unspoken connection,an undercurrent of something completely compelling. His shifter gaze, both knowing and playful, sparks a magnetic pull,with an aura of ancient nobility.

The instant our lips meet, a surge of electricity courses through me. In that moment of pure, unadulterated connection,I feel a shared bond that transcends time and unites us in a way words can’t express.

His lips are hot and hard against mine,sending a sizzling bolt of lightning down the length of my body. I’m overwhelmed by his strength and desire for me.

Heaven. I’ve fallen into heaven.

Our shared mis-adventure forces a decisionto stay here forever and save our ancestors from doom,Or return to present day reality and risk amnesia over the bond we’ve waited a lifetime for. .