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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 77: Standing Stones

We left the wagons behind, guarded by Nona's people, and galloped on into the night. I was surprised to see how well the old woman rode, how casual and confident she was on horseback, though in reality I shouldn't have been. Even Cyrus rode with ease, taking away some of my anxiety for them and their ability to keep up.

Shaia's hooves flashed beneath me, pounding over the hard packed road, the moon chasing us first before falling before us on its way to bed. Westward we went, into the aging night while the summons inside me grew stronger with every passing moment.

I shared a long look with Jack, knowing he felt it too. Our time was nigh, achingly close, the implantation of the medallion surely the last step before my complete transformation. And whether it was simply my fear or reality, it seemed I could feel the living metal encroaching further over what was left of me as the night went on.