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Blood and Gold 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. Banished to Victorian London “Auburdeen Perneila Hayle,” Sassafras hissed, the amber glow from his cat eyes growing until the front of the wicker cage shone with it, “you will do whatever you can to behave yourself, to not embarrass me or your mother and to absolutely under every circumstance maintain a firm hand on your horrid temper.” My anger simmered. Yes, I had a temper. And yes, it had taken me into situations in the past that perhaps I shouldn't have been part of, situations that usually devolved into fistfights and incoherent yelling at the offender. He should be grateful I always kept control of myself enough my magic never came into play. Except that one time. But it wasn't my fault. Not really. And the offender recovered. Eventually. Auburdeen Hayle is the sixteen-year-old daughter of the next leader of her coven. When the transition of power becomes tense, Burdie is sent from her home in America to stay with old friends in London to keep her safe. But a handsome young man chooses to hide from the police in her hansom, drawing Burdie into an underground world of magic that challenges even her sense of adventure and puts her at odds with the very people who are meant to protect her.

Patti Larsen · 奇幻
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Chapter 35: Not Just A Witch

He crumpled to the floor, face red from the strain as tears leaked from eyes squeezed shut in pain. I coughed softly from the dust his falling body disrupted, grasping his healthy human hand instead of the one of metal. This time when I reached inside him, the pressure of the foreign magic wasn't as strong. I was able to slide past it, work around it while it flailed at me for attention. I ignored it as best I could, calling up on my water element magic to heal Jack.

His reaction was nearly instantaneous. The stress lifted from his face, his body easing. He released a long, slow sigh of air, sweat standing out on his forehead and upper lip. I dabbed at it with the hem of my gown as he opened his eyes and looked up at me.

"Thank you," he said. "I feel much better."

"Impossible." I looked up to see we were being watched from the doorway. I'd been so intent on the healing while I fought the foreign magic I hadn't noticed Josephine's arrival.