Concealed
Beholder,
#2
by Christina Bauer
Published by: Ink Monster LLC
Publication date: October 25th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
by Christina Bauer
Published by: Ink Monster LLC
Publication date: October 25th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
As a Grand Mistress Necromancer,
Elea commands the ultimate power over spirit and bone… Magick that she’ll need
in order to rescue her friends from the evil Vicomte Gaspard. In a matter of
days, Gaspard will kill thousands of Necromancers by draining their magick,
along with their life force.
To find and free her fellow
mages, Elea must venture into some of the most dangerous places in the realm.
What starts off as a rescue quest could easily turn into a suicide mission. And
with the handsome mage Rowan along to help, Elea may be risking more than her
life. Her growing feelings for Rowan might put her heart on the line, too.
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Rowan
stepped into my path, forcing me to stop. “We can’t worry about the Tsar just
now.”
“How can I not? This is the Tsar we’re talking about. The man
killed off thousands of my people. If he comes back, I’m his top target.”
“No one is getting anywhere near you, Elea.” Rowan’s voice was a
rough rasp. “You have my word. I know what you care about, and it’s your
Sisters. That’s all you need to think about. At least, for the next two days.
Promise me?”
Rowan’s words helped to center my thoughts. “You’re right. Little
time remains to save Ada and the others. I need to stay the course. Thank you,
Rowan.”
“I’ll always be here for you.” Rowan stared at me for a long
moment. I thought he might have more to say. Instead, he shook his head,
stepped across the cave floor, and picked up the loops of rope. “Any ideas on
where your Sisters are imprisoned?”
“Amelia wants to check the Havilland mansion first.”
“I can send in someone from my team. They’re experts at
subterfuge.”
“No. These are my people. I have to go.”
Once again, Rowan moved to stand so close our bodies were only
inches apart. “Trust me on this. My people can handle the Royals.” He brushed
the backs of his fingertips up my cheek and I melted into the touch. “I want you
safe, Elea.” He leaned in until his mouth was only a breath away from mine.
This wasn’t the time for emotion. I couldn’t seem to stop my
zuchtlos feelings, though. My heart thumped with such force I thought it might
burst from my chest. Rowan’s voice became low and gentle. “Return to Braddock
Farm. Stay safe. I will end this. Once it’s done, I’ll find you there. I swear
it.”
My legs felt wobbly beneath me. In my mind’s eye, it all appeared
so easy and clear. Rowan could handle this. I’d return to my farm and help the
faithful servants who’d kept it thriving. Then one day, Rowan would arrive and
we’d be together. How wonderful would that be?
I closed my eyes and stepped away from his touch. This was
impossible. My people were my responsibility. No one else’s. And the idea that
Rowan and I could be together? That was an illusion.
“It’s a sweet dream. We both know it isn’t the truth. You’re part
of the Caster Imperial family. Your uncle is none other than Genesis Rex. You
can’t have a life with me as a farmer, can you?”
Rowan’s gaze intensified. “No.” He stepped closer once again.
“I’ll still find you, though.”
“And when you do, what will I be?” I wanted to touch him and to be
with him. I knew that now. But not at any cost. “Your mistress? Your absentee
wife?”
“You’ll be mine.” He pulled me into his arms. Every ridge of his
hard body pressed against my soft curves. I’d never craved anything more in my
life than I wanted to kiss Rowan right now. He leaned in closer than ever
before. His warm breath cascaded over my lips. “Don’t fight this. Please.”
My control snapped, and I pressed my mouth to his. Yes. Our first
few tastes were tentative. Gentle. Rowan was as delicious as I’d imagined, a
flavor that was somewhere between musk and desire. Every touch of his lips sent
spasms of want through my core.
Our kiss quickly turned rough. Rowan nipped my bottom lip, and I
let out a rough groan. This kiss could go on forever. Still, some small part of my brain
shouted for me to stop.
I didn’t know how I found the strength, but I pushed Rowan away.
“I want you too. That’s not enough for me. We’re from different worlds. Your
place is with your people. I need to save mine. Once this is over, we’ll never
see each other again. I can’t afford to feel more for you than I already do.”
Rowan’s eyes took on that intense look I knew so well. A muscle
worked in his jaw for a long moment. “I understand. We both have work to do.”
I exhaled. “I’m glad you can accept the truth.”
“I didn’t say that.” He scooped up the ropes and offered them to
me. “This isn’t over.”
I stared at the green cords coiled around his palm. I wanted real
ties between us as well. Yet wanting a thing wasn’t the same as having it. I
pulled the rope from his hand and looped it around my shoulders. “We better get
back.”
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Author Info
Christina graduated from Syracuse
University's Newhouse School with BA's in English as well as Television, Radio,
and Film Production. Her day job is in marketing for companies like Microsoft,
Cisco, and Zerto. Back in the go-go 90′s, she founded her own software
start-up, Mindful Technologies. Christina believes that, upon close examination
of Tolkien's text, it's entirely possible that the Balrog was wearing fuzzy
bunny slippers.
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