Of Flame and Light
Weird Girls, #7
Weird Girls, #7
by Cecy Robson
Releasing October 18th 2016
Self-Published
Self-Published
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Of
Flame and Light (Weird Girls, #7) . . .
Hold up wait a minute. If you have
not tuned in to this series sooner, you must be told that this on is not the
first book with Tara as lead. I did not know this in advanced. So my review may
be a bit skewed. Not done intentionally. The world of fantasy, witches, covens,
shifters, magic & spells, and the like makes things into a very interesting
tale.
Taran was a strong, stubborn,
independent woman. She had much to tackle a mate that may not be mating with
her, a dead arm, backfiring magic, off the chart emotions, needing help from an
enemy, and just life in general. I felt a gambit of emotion right along with
her. I was hurt, sad, confused, angry, jealous, testy and these were just a few
of them. She was witty and wickedly smart, but at the same time dumb. She had
people that loved her and she was not openly communicating with them.
The more I read the more I wanted to
have a deep connection to Taran. I have to go back and read the previous books.
I had many questions that did not get answered but that was because they were from
the previous book. I saw this more as a paranormal chick lit, women’s fiction.
I found that it featured more on Taran and what she was going through.
Fans from the series will not want
to miss this one. It gives more of what Taran goes through. It’s a piece of the
puzzle that will be need down the line.
Weird Girls series:
A Curse
Awakened – Weird Girls, #.4
The
Weird Girls – Weird Girls, #.5
Sealed
with a Curse – Weird Girls, #1
A
Cursed Embrace – Weird Girls, #2
A
Cursed Moon – Weird Girls, #2.5
Cursed
by Destiny – Weird Girls, #3
A
Cursed Bloodline – Weird Girls, #4
A Curse
Unbroken – Weird Girls, #5
Of
Flame and Promise – Weird Girls, #6
Of
Flame and Light – Weird Girls, #7
Blurb
Taran
Wird holds the unique ability to conjure fire and lightning. She is mated to
Gemini, Second in Command to the Squaw Valley Pack of the Lake Tahoe Region,
and the sole werewolf to possess the ability to split into two wolves. And
although they are mates, Taran's insecurities have driven them apart.
Devastated
by an injury that left her with a zombie-like limb, Taran struggles to regain
command over her magic. But when her arm and her power turn against her,
lashing out on those she most loves, she knows she can no longer carry this
burden alone. Not that she likes the alternative.
The
only way to regain control of her magic is to align and learn from the local
coven of witches―the very ones who sought to banish her when she and her three
unique sisters first moved to the mystical region. But although Taran is
trying, the teachings don't come easy, and the tasks leave her weak and
emotionally shattered.
Yet
Taran must learn and learn fast. Time is running out. The fire she once
mastered so easily has become her greatest adversary and is now slowly burning
her alive . . .
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I
hurry forward when I realize I’m just standing there, gaping at them.
I
don’t think I take more than a few steps when something crunches beneath the
sole of my left boot. I think it’s a stick, but the sound seems off, especially
since the ground is so moist. I lift my foot only to jump away.
“T,
you coming?” Shayna calls when I don’t move.
“T?”
she asks again.
I
swallow hard, hoping I’m imagining things as they run back to me.
“What’s
wrong?” Emme asks. Unlike Shayna who’s fired up for all the action about to go
down, I can sense the worry in her voice.
“Bren
. . .” I begin, pointing to the spot near my feet. “Is that a, um, toe?”
He
cocks his head. “Nah.”
Emme
places her hand over her heart and sighs. “Oh, good—”
“It’s
a thumb,” he answers. He sniffs the air. “Right hand, male, and the poor
bastard’s been dead a long time.” He looks ahead. “Yeah, this shit’s not good.
Call it in, Shayna, but type it. Don’t use voice-to text.”
“Why,
dude?” Shayna asks, reaching for her phone in her back pocket.
“Because
I’m not sure how well this bitch can hear, or if she has other things listening
for her,” he responds.
He
motions ahead to a crow. It squawks twice in our direction and flutters away.
Shayna
lifts her phone to show us the blank screen. “Phone’s dead, kids.” She quickly
pockets it and places a handful of toothpicks in her palm. “I wouldn’t bother,
Emme,” she adds when Emme reaches for her phone. I doubt any of our phones are
working.”
“She’s
right,” Bren says. He shoves his phone into the backpack Emme is carrying and
peels off his white T-shirt.
“This
keeps getting better and better,” I mutter.
Bren
strips out of his jeans, leaving only his underwear and shit-kickers on. “Em,
stay behind me,” he tells her. “Shayna, you’ve got the rear.”
Which
leaves me in front of Shayna and the most protected. I’ll be honest, this
helpless damsel in distress role does nothing for my morale.
I
march ahead, forcing myself to snap out of the shock of finding some guy’s
thumb, push aside my fear, and tap into my inner diva. I remember a little too
late that my inner diva is louder and usually sashays in platform stilettos. I
slow my steps, careful not to disturb the creepy things hiding in the bushes.
Let
me be the first to tell you, woods are bullshit and top of the scales of the
scary meter, second only to graveyards. It’s the reason so many horror movies
are based here, and why I’m watching out for psychos with machetes lurking
behind trees. But given our past experiences, where danger lurks, so do the
dark ones. I’ve had my fill of alleyways, construction sites, abandoned
structures, but especially these damn eerie woods!
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Author Info
Cecy Robson is an
award-winning author of magical realms, to-die-for Alpha heroes, and young
adult adventure. A double RITA® 2016 finalist for Once Pure and Once Kissed,
and published author of more than fifteen titles, you can typically find her on her laptop or stumbling blindly in
search of caffeine.
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