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Hayle Coven Destinies

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. SYDLYNN HAYLE IS BACK in an all-new series! Enters the Phoenix A burst of fire blazed in the corner of my eye, jerking me around toward the back door. I barely remembered moving, feet flying over the hardwood, hands slamming against the glass and throwing it open, hurtling out into the dew-wet grass. Fire climbed from a curled up ball of humanity, near the edge of the hedge row leading to the park on the other side of our property. I staggered to a halt, power reflexively tightening around me, ready to attack, when the figure unbent, half sitting, half lying on the ground, her face turned up toward me. “RUN!” Her scream pierced me to my soul, froze my magic in place before it could harm her. Flames burned her, devoured her, dark hair and eyes on fire, but she managed to stagger to her feet, eyes pure gold as she gestured toward me. “Sydlynn Hayle, if you love your family, run and don’t look back!” Things have never been better for Sydlynn Hayle and her family, living out their lives in Wilding Springs, Pennsylvania. Her battles and struggles have come to a halt, her two young children happy and well-adjusted, marriage to her beloved Quaid all she could ever ask for. But when a woman of flame appears to her and warns her of impending danger, Syd understands at last the quiet she’s enjoyed has all been a smoke screen, hiding the truth. Her old enemies have returned to destroy her and everything her family has fought for, with repercussions that could threaten the very Universe. So much for happily ever after.

Patti Larsen · Fantaisie
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Chapter 55: Crumbling Bridges

When I finally stepped through the veil and into the basement, I was under control enough to wipe the tears from my face and not go looking for a cardboard box to kick with my sharp toed high heels. Barely.

Sassafras perched on the bottom step, staring up at me with huge amber eyes. The moment I saw him the tears started again, though I didn't know why I was crying. I sank to the step and hugged him, not caring if I got silver fur on my nice navy suit. His purring soothed me enough I made it to hiccup stage and was able to tell him what happened without hitching a breath.

"The idiot!" Sassafras's snapping tone told me he was behind me all the way and that make me feel so much better. Mostly because I knew I had a temper and was worried maybe I jumped the gun, overreacted. But the way my silver Persian's body quivered in anger I knew I was right, had the right to be angry and upset. "What was Quaid thinking?"

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