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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 53: Umber

Umber's face emerged from the darkness, and he didn't look pleased to see me. "You and I have a debt to settle, chovihani."

I was so shocked by the challenge I laughed. And while I knew it was the worst possible response-mostly from experience-I couldn't contain the absolute absurdity of it.

"At the risk of sounding arrogant," I said, not even trying to hide the amusement in my voice, "you don't stand a whit of a chance." I called up my power, letting it sit on the surface of my body, the pulsating blue shimmer sliding around me in soft whorls of light.

He scowled, fear in his eyes, but didn't back down. "One of us will reach you before you can fight us all, witch," he said. "And you will pay for your evil."

So much for there only being one or two in his particular posse. I felt at least half a dozen men surrounding me. Oddly, no women joined them, though I supposed I shouldn't be surprised.

"I don't have to fight you," I said. "One shout will bring the others running."