I am not from this world. I don’t know where I was from originally. When our pod landed, I was the only one to survive, and my memory was damaged.
That day, I lost the man I think I must have loved.
I don’t age, and I’m far too strong compared to these humans around me, but even so, I fear their finding out the truth about me. I try to protect the ones I can, but I am weak when it comes to saving them — or even just not hurting them by my ignorance and strength.
And now for the first time in decades, I’ve met a man like myself from another world — the world where we both hatched. I wonder what he can tell me about myself . . . and what I dare ask without giving away the fact that I remember nothing?
This was different but luckily for me, I tend to like different. It’s hard to explain without spoiling things, but that’s never stopped me from trying before. Have you ever been on a ride with tunnels? Such as a car ride or perhaps it’s a roller coaster where you fade in and out of darkness, unaware of what’s coming next. Each time you reach the light you grasp more of what’s going on and where you are but then you are plunged into the unknown again. Shiloh takes us on such a ride and it’s intriguing to say the least.
Let’s concentrate on what we know; Lee resembles the humans around him but he is not one. This is undoubtedly clear with his enhanced strength and senses. He also has the coveted trait of endless youth, which has been more of a nuisance than an advantage. A traumatic event stole his memories eight decades ago. He has been able to blend in with the fragile humans thus far, living a decent life. He’s lonely but due to his amnesia, he doesn’t really know what he’s missing. He is happiest when he is helping. Using his “superpowers” he attempts to save as many people as he can. He can’t read yet found comfort and solace in comic books. He doesn’t need a cape or recognition, he just wants to rescue as many as he can.
Then a stranger appears and rattles him to the core. He’s like Lee and he likes Lee. A whirlwind of lust and desire send both of the men into a frenzy of sex. It’s carnal, it’s blinding, and it’s significant. Dion is a man of few words. This is extremely frustrating. Lee is anxious to know more and so was I. Lee’s life went from an assortment of beige colors to a rainbow kaleidoscope (slight niggle with color confusion though). Dion brings pieces back to him that he never knew he was missing. And then….and then….Lee confesses to Dion that he has no recollection before his crash on Earth. Dion is shattered, brokenhearted, and an emotional wreck. He thought Lee knew what was happening to them. He expected full commitment on his partners part. To say that he is crushed with the knowledge of Lee’s memory loss is an understatement. Can they forge ahead together in spite of their obstacles?
I enjoyed the suspense and the unique syfy twist. I can certainly say I’ve never read anything quite like this! The writing was great, which I anticipated because I’ve liked Shiloh’s stories in the past. I wouldn’t say the romantic element is the strong point because it’s a labor of love. The intergalactic world was brief but fun. I found myself with a few unanswered questions at the end but it wasn’t anything extremely pressing that left me feeling unsettled. I don’t mind a bit of fog if the skies clear at the end. The sun is brilliant as the final chapter wraps everything up and I was happy as a lark with a bright smile on my face.
A man, errr an alien, is given a second chance at happiness. Trouble is, he doesn’t recall his first blissful memories. It’s fitting that a second traumatic event restores the memories that were stolen in the first place. Suddenly, everything is crystal clear….and this may not be a blessing. How can you move forward when you are assaulted with a painful reminder of everything you’ve lost? Is it possible to love another with a broken heart? Maybe Lee was better off not knowing? For Dion’s sake, we can only hope he can learn to love again.
Difficult pairing. Lee comes across as cruel when he regains his memory, but it’s the cruelty of his unfortunate tragedy that brings out the selfishness. He closes himself off from the one person who makes him happy as a defensive mechanism. It’s not easy to witness. There is also a leisurely pace of following the breadcrumb trail. Patience is important here! It should also be noted that it’s told in First POV, which may be a deterrent for some, but not me.
Sy-fy enthusiast looking for a mysterious pursuit of…lost things.