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New Release! The Gryphon and His Thief:
Darrien Andros, a gryphon sworn to protect humans is cursed to live forever, safeguarding the items in the Museum of Cursed Antiquities. His mundane life between the world of the living and turning to stone as the sun rises is disrupted when a thief attempts to steal Hecate’s Stone. He cannot eliminate her for her thieving ways. Not when she resembles his dead wife.
Cali Angelis, a thief for hire, needs Hecate’s stone for her client. Only Darrien makes her question her client’s motives. She’d like to think Darrien delusional, but she’s seen the unbelievable. Will they unravel the mysteries behind the stone before history repeats itself? The Gryphon and His Thief https://a.co/d/0VBCtHV
“Are the dreams a warning then?” she asked her reflection in the mirror then shook her head. “Stop it, Briar or you’ll end up like your father—seeing omens at every turn.” She grabbed the item in question and tossed them into her purse. She had to hurry if she were to sneak out of the house before her father decided to drag himself out of bed. She wanted to avoid any last-minute confrontations. Her father made it perfectly clear he didn’t want her to go to New Orleans. Too bad for him. He forfeited the estate when he refused it and now the deed fell to her.
The woman continued down the hallway halting in front of one of the rooms and opened the door. Briar scooted in quickly behind her afraid to be shut out if her dream didn’t allow her to open the door and follow. The woman peeked once more into the hall then closed the door and leaned against the hard wood, her chest rising and falling as if frightened or out breath.
Her gaze shifted to the inscription below the stem of the rose. “Love, Loyalty and Friendship I give to thee. For now, for always thru eternity,” she murmured.
Her finger hovered over the words as an inkling of a memory flashed. She knew this saying, had read it or… someone had spoken the words to her. She placed her hand on the cool panel, but gasped and stepped back in surprise as the stained-glass warped and shifted as if being melted away.
Briar knew she dreamt. The fog-like stillness, the way her limbs moved without effort prove her point, along with the fact she no longer slept in the comfort of her own bed but wandered the halls of a house she knew only in her dreams. Cloaked with the cover of night and only light filtering in from the moon’s brilliance, she could make out the nineteen-century furniture and wall décor.
He wanted to do a fist pump and yell ‘yes!’ but since it probably wouldn’t go over well, so he settled on saying, “That would be perfect.”
Snippet: “No?” She slid from her seat. “No.” He reached for her hand, but her twin eyes of fury made him let her go. “I’m sorry,” he apologized. “It would be nice to see old friends. It’s been so long.” “In the media, it looked like friends always surrounded you,” she said as if the word friend proved vile. “New friends,” she added. “I thought you forgot all about us little folks back home.” About the book: Eastyn has her soda shop to run and specialty ice creams to create. Only the place is falling apart, and she may have …
Though Tara wanted to separate, she’d been blowing up his phone with her texts, wanting to get back together, but he knew she didn’t mean it. It was probably a publicity stunt to keep her name in the tabloids. At the last photos hoot he was at with the band, the photographer told him Tara’s budding career as an actor had slid when she announced she didn’t like puppies or something of the sort on the set of her last movie. Who doesn’t like puppies?
“So…you aren’t pining,” he said and hemmed and hawed to say more but then decided what the hell. He might as well find out now. “Does that mean you’re seeing someone?” Please say no. Please say no, he chanted silently to himself.
