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Dreamwalker's Bride

“You are the least objectionable groom of all the ones I’ve seen,” Anaisa replied seriously. “Thank you for the glowing compliment,” Trace grinned, “but that didn’t quite answer my question.” ___ Anaisa is an orphan and a pariah. In an ultimate act of betrayal, her father, a Count of the Realm, is accused of deserting and betraying the army in a time of war. Not only is he immediately executed for the offense, but the king declares he must have been a fake all along! His two daughters are stripped of their titles and inheritance, replaced by a distant cousin and cast out of their home with nothing. Anaisa swears someday she will get her title and lands back, but in the mean time, she and her sister Katia have to figure out how to survive. Trace is an anomaly among his people; instead of revealing their son as a magic user and thrusting him into the public eye, his parents kept it a secret to allow him to choose the kind of life he wanted. Trace found himself content to rest and play in his own dream world instead of invading the nighttime visions of others. As an adult, his choice to remain unknown is thrown into jeopardy when a mysterious blackmailer forces Trace to enlist in the territorial war between nations, threatening to reveal his secret if the demand is not met. With the war now over, Trace believes he can finally go home to his farm and live the simple, unremarkable life he’s always desired. When Anaisa and Trace are thrown together by a royal edict, the sisters find themselves unwittingly tangled in the web of mystery and intrigue that surrounds the blackmailer’s escalating assignments for Trace. Anaisa begins to suspect it may be connected to the plot to replace her family in the noble court. As the scheme continues to unfold, lives, loves, marriages, and magic will be put to the test to see what forces in the world are strongest. If you enjoy this book, check out my other one, Pushing Back Darkness!

TheOtherNoble · Fantasie
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453 Chs

Runaway

At first, Mia thought that Ford had snuck past her and left the barn without so much as a 'hello,' but that suspicion was squelched when her father's voice rang out.

"Mia, are you in there?"

Her heart flew to her throat and she jumped out of her place in the stall.

"Yes, I'm here!" She cried. "I'm right here!"

It was ridiculous to step in front of Denholm's horse as if she could hide it, but she did so anyway… right as it disappeared.

Seth came deeper into the barn where he could see his daughter more clearly. Mia smiled tightly, nervous that Ford's power would slip and her father would become enraged.

His face melted into relief when he came close, and she puzzled at it. He looked down sheepishly.

"Last time I slept in the house, you were gone when I woke up. I went by your room to get you and… you were gone. I was afraid you'd left again. Maybe thought you could bring your uncle back on your own." He admitted.