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Guardians of the Edge: Last of the Portal Keys

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. The artifact flared to life, the glow of it throwing so much heat through the room Aiden winced back. He caught a glimpse of his parent’s shocked faces as the glow enveloped them. As suddenly, the light vanished. He blinked, fighting to regain his night eyes as sparkles shifted and whorled across his vision, heart hammering suddenly so loud in his ears he couldn't hear past his own pulse. It only took seconds, but it seemed an eternity while he fought off the last of the afterimage and stared in disbelief. The prize lay on the pedestal, the glass case resting on the floor beside it. Two black backpacks lay collapsed nearby. But his parents... they were nowhere to be seen. Twelve-year-old master thief Aiden Trent has been trained by the best—his parents. It is rumored there is nothing they can’t steal. So when an easy job in an old museum comes up, they take it. Trouble is, the goal is no ordinary prize. In a flash of light, his parents disappear, leaving Aiden to uncover the secret behind the artifact while he flees from the man who hired them to steal it in the first place.

Patti Larsen · 奇幻
分數不夠
30 Chs

Chapter Thirty: The Right Stone

Aiden landed hard on his back in the dark, all the air rushing from his punished body on impact. He groaned and rolled on his side, flinching away from filthy cloth and overpowering stench.

Aiden crawled to his knees, forcing himself to move, knowing he had little time to act before Tremaine came after them. He stumbled around in the dark for a full minute before he realized he knew where he was.

He stood in his father's study. Reacher was passed out on the floor under the window where he landed. Aiden shook his head in wonder and confusion. How had they ended up back here?

He shuffled his feet, keeping himself moving, when his toe impacted something hard. Aiden stooped and picked up the yellow stone. It cracked in half in his hands, the two pieces turning to dust, drifting through his fingers. He whispered a silent thank you to the Key, she who gladly gave her existence to save his. Aiden's eyes welled with tears. She had done her best after all. And it was good enough.