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The air Keanu had summoned dripped moisture. As it should. A thousand feet below the surface, one expected dampness. One did not expect the Gods of the Sea to request Keanu and the team locate a baby god. Even less did one expect that Keanu would know that god: Narinder Vieth, who had been part of the conspiracy that nearly saw Keanu destroyed for 'stealing' the throne of the moon.
The eclipse was coming. Xun roamed her mother's place halls, unable to sleep. Restless energy filled her; Dorji Kita's energy. She would have called it boredom with being home if it weren't for visiting deities, prophecies of destruction... ...and Xun losing her humanity inch by inch. Change was coming for Xun and this time she wasn't sure that it could be fought.
Six hours of training, riding, helping build a wall around Countess Delaney's fortress and now Akuchi had to go to a party. He'd been on battle fields that felt less like a trap than this room did. Until he realized that this was a true trap, that magic had sealed them all in. With everyone else caught in the spell, Akuchi was the only one who could decipher the riddle of the lights of the stones.
Sweat dripped down Garnett's ribs to pool at the beltline. Coming home, back to his house and his friends and his former lover Kali, wasn't something he'd planned on doing. But when home called, Garnett came. Because Kali had changed since the eclipse of the falling moon. Garnett didn't know if it was his fault. It might be. If so, Garnett would do whatever he had to to save Kali.
If there was one thing tha Cyrille accepted, it was that his horse, Sunshine, was a nervous wreck. Twitchy, shying at everything, prone to bolting at the least provocation. He didn't care. She was lovely and he'd never chose a different horse. Still, when Sunshine's behavior suddenly flipped on its head, Cyrille didn't expect that it was anything more than a curse or a spell. He certainly didn't expect that it all went back to him.
Water dripped relentlessly, each drop echoing like the blows of a hammer nailing shut a coffin. A coffin that doomed Cyrille. He glared at the darkness around him, at the monster he couldn't see. This was not going to be his end. No so-called 'emperor of shards' would throw him into a pit to die. No matter what it took, he'd get free and get his vengeance.
The steppes were cold, stunningly cold, not that Xun felt it. The blood of Dorji Kita shielded her from the worst of it. Unfortunately, it also prevented her from seeing and hearing the dark threat lurking under the steppes, waiting to flood out and consume all of the Red Hunters. The Red Hunters asked Xun for help. But how could one woman face down something this powerful and not be drowned?
The air stank of roses. Nothing good came from roses, especially these. Garnett kept one hand over his mouth to keep the pollen out. He would not give the Goddess Gyanyu a chance to capture him again. Not after escaping all those years ago. But there was no escape now, not with Xun leading them deeper into Gyanyu's territory and the High King's orders. Towards the slaves of the roses.
Gods dwell in everything. The sky, the earth, roses, frogs, everywhere. Above, below and between, the Gods imbue everything with life.And death.When Dorji Kita goes mad and kidnaps Prince Cyrille and his soulbond, the warrior Akuchi, it falls to gardener Xun Rosario and her newly formed team to save them.No matter the cost to Dorji Kita.Or to them.Includes: The Heat of the ThornDoor in the WindRising Sword of the Blue FlamesSilent Voyages of the Last WinterThief of the MoonThe Ice's VoyagersFirst Snake of the Dwindling ShipsKiss of the High King's IllusionThe Roses of the SlavesRed Lords and the Darkest Hunte
Fire in the night. Garnett didn't know what had happened to Abiah Knutson hundreds of years ago but since the eclipse Knutson's house caught fire every night. A mystery, to be sure. Not one that Garnett wanted, despite his curiosity about Knutson's mysterious disappearance. He didn't have a choice though as their team had been commanded to solve the mystery, no matter what the price might be.
Su Magee's house was... squalid. Strange from a woman who took such care with her appearance. The mud-walled hut was something she'd expect from the poorest of Mama Rosario's people, not someone who worked at court. Except no, it wasn't Su Magee. Ancient magic was warping the world around Su Magee's house and Xun was the only one who could fix this. If she had the time before the effect was lethal.
Snow drifted implacably out of the sky. The clear blue sky. Keanu frowned, unsure what ancient magic could have created this pocket of snow in the middle of the jungle. As the others left, Keanu hesitated. And then found himself trapped, his power burning away by the seconds. God or not, the snow would consume him if he didn't figure out what was going on. Keanu was on his own.
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