webnovel

First Plane Trilogy

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. Sibling Rivalry I loved my sister with all my heart, but there were times like these when I hated her, too. I tried very hard not to allow the reality of being Syd’s little sister weigh on me, but it was so difficult when my entire life was about scrutiny, either from those who couldn’t wait for me to screw up, or from my family who watched with barely-concealed concern. Everyone waited for me to crack under the pressure. The next person who compared anything I accomplished to what Syd would have done was going to perish in flame and agony. Meira might sit on First Seat, but her initial four years as Ruler haven’t been as easy as she thought they’d be. Thanks to her father’s new policies, Meira’s power has been diverted away from Ruler and into the hands of her Second Seat and grandfather, Henemordonin, as well as the greedy and grasping court of Demonicon. Struggling to regain control while being constantly bullied and tormented, Meira faces a fresh concern—a cult of mysterious demons has risen in the outer planes, preaching love and peace, finding followers where no religion has ever succeeded before.

Patti Larsen · แฟนตาซี
เรตติ้งไม่พอ
84 Chs

Chapter 70: Liar, Liar

I stood to leave, the Daeva clustering together to whisper their own plans that had nothing to do with me, now. I was

leaving to put myself into the hands of the enemy in the hope Mabel really could find me once I was in Xeoniteridone's

grasp.

Ram had other ideas than allowing me to just leave him without saying goodbye. And it was that very act I wanted to

avoid. I wasn't sure I could bring myself to go, not like this, when we'd finally found each other again.

He pulled me aside, away from my sister and the drach, and they let him, obviously sensing what he had to say was

personal and private. Even Ahbi retreated as Ram leaned on me for physical support, face inches from mine as his amber

eyes filled with fire.

"I thought you'd hate me by now," he said, voice low, vibrating with emotion.

Oh, right, I suppose I should have been angry with him for all that. "Why?" I prodded him with one finger. "Because you