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Good and evil sometimes get lost. Under Chronicles teaser.

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I stood planted to the spot I’d landed on upon entering.  One of the two men noticed me and coughed.  Hayes looked up at me and simply stared with an unreadable expression, unchanging.   

After a breath of time passed he held one hand in the air and the two men left the table walking my direction.  For one fearful second I thought they were going to grab me under my arms and drag me away like they did in the movies, but instead stopped like soldiers, saluted me, and circumvented the door.   

When my eyes moved back to Hayes, he’d left the end of the table and now stood right beside me, his gaze intent.  “Is there something you need?” 

I had a sudden panicked feeling to turn and run like a screaming girl who felt the term “manning up” once meant gaining muscles.  Here, now, it meant lying and hiding the way sweaty palms give away nervousness.  Instead, I told the truth.  The devil in me was hiding in the dummy waiter to go back up to earth.  “No, I just didn’t want to be alone.”   I let him watch me and took the time to scan the amazing selection of books that went all around the room in a circle.  This was heaven.  Oh, the irony. 

“Would you like a book?” he asked me. 

I nodded unable to find my voice, drool pooling in my mouth at the thought of this many books. 

His smile was genuine when he offered, “Anything you like.” 

I looked at his handsome face.  He was definitely good looking in a resplendent, sad way.  Any girl would fall over and stumble to be noticed by him.  A year ago, I would have sighed and broke out in hives to be asked out by so gorgeous a man.  And yet, I was engaged to him.   

I walked away towards a shelf to busy myself, rubbing my chapped lips together again dying for a little lip balm.  The books were dusty and the walls with it.   

He worked as my father’s partner for the Underworld.  How did no one know about this at school?   “So, you are like a captain or something, yes?” 

“Yes,” a plausible answer was given before he moved back to the table by the direction his voice came from.    

“And that’s like in an army, yes?” 

“Yes.” 

“And yet you are in a library?”  I turned to see his face. 

Having watched me the whole time, I quickly looked away and grabbed a book from the shelf pretending to look through it.   

“I meet with my two lead men most nights to regroup,” he paused, “and I like to read.” 

I looked at him placated by the idea that he would read for enjoyment and have to acknowledge that he wasn’t this angry boy who taunted me all the time…at the moment.  Okay, so he wasn’t all evil all the time.   “What do you read?”  I challenged him a little, curiosity getting the best of me thinking maybe he’ll talk if softened up. 

“If I tell, will you think less of me?”  He was asking?  I didn’t answer him.  He didn’t deserve it yet.  “Frost.  Tennyson.  Shakespeare.” 

Wow!  “Got to admit Under, I didn’t think you had anything in you but sexist comments and all out anguish.” 

“Kate,” he put the rolled up paper that resembled a map back down on the table, “I didn’t chose this life either.  I have spent my entire childhood being told to wait for you and prepare for you and be a husband to you and be at your beck and call, remember?” 

Yes!  “No!  I don’t recall that you were penciled into my life.  But it seems that others had those plans for us and I detect a certain amount of rebellion in your voice at the present moment my dear husband to be.  Perhaps you didn’t choose it either, but you don’t seem to be fighting it just the same.”  I inched closer meaning to demean and break his hold over being in charge.  I’m in charge of me, I reminded myself.  But something else inside of me took flight.  Something repressed and a promise I chose to ignore while being here. 

He backed up till he was against the table.  When his hands fly to the top and held on tighter than I would have thought, I stood a little taller.   

“I will not be made to do anything I don’t want to do, Under.  Let’s get that all on the table.  NO ONE will make me do anything.”  My ireful nature flared up.  I felt my body light on fire.   

“Say it.  You’re a demon, Kate.”

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Under Chronicles teaser. Covered under darkness.

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“What are you doing?” I asked him not having enough time to come to the realization that he was in my room, at Webb’s house!  “Hayes,” his name came out shaky and with a swallow of air, his scent consuming me as always. 

He wasn’t phased. “If I’d known landing here would put me in your arms, dressed like that, I’d have done it sooner.”  His smile was ear-to-ear and very close to my own.  I bit my lip and curled up my brow peeking at the bedroom door.   

“They have no idea.  I’m covered under darkness, as are you.”  

What did that mean?  “I can do that?” 

“Yes.  With…or without me.”  That last part was hard for him to get out like he was indecisive on how he felt about it.   

His hand hot like fire on the curve of my back brought me back. “Are you just going to hold me down like this?”  I was contorted sideways on the bed with every ounce of him on top, something he was most definitely not indecisive about.   My legs were parted due to the angle and his body lay between them.  It was the most compromising position I’d ever been in and I couldn’t say it was all that bad. 

He reluctantly let me stay on the bed and righted himself to standing.  After careful roaming eyes, he offered for me to get dressed or get under the covers.   

“Why?  Am I making you uncomfortable?” 

“Just the opposite, Kate.” He shut his eyes as if in pain, but they opened and I swear I saw them blink red for a second. I couldn’t be sure.  I jumped under the covers and scooted over to the far end of the queen-sized bed.  He cocked his head at me and looked down his nose. 

“You are the one who showed up in my room.  It’s not like we haven’t shared a bed so if you intend to stay, at least sit down or something.” 

He seemed to weigh his decisions heavily.  At last he sat.  On top of the covers. 

I briefly pondered the fire I was lighting.  The danger I was welcoming.  I knew what I wanted at that very second and it wasn’t the purest of thoughts.To keep it light I asked, “So, I can pop in on you when I want like that?” 

He took that differently than I supposed by the negative look being spelled out across his face.  “Yes, but it would be unwise to do so.  I knew where you were.” 

As if that answered why it was okay for him and not me.  I scooted my knees up to my shoulders and wrapped my arms around them under the covers.    “So you have something to hide?”  Another girl?   

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It is difficult to allow acceptance that a little girl could grow up, and die, in Hitler’s wrath…and still think people are good.

But it is easy to accept that she knew there is both good and evil in the world. And that good could still win out even if she herself would not. 

“Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.”

—Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

Lord of the Rings advice for life. Thank you, Samwise Gamgee!

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The meaning of good would be lost without the existence of evil. Read more in the Under Chronicles. Free this weekend on Amazon

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When life gets you take, take Homer’s advice and chalk it up to just another adventure.

“Yea, and if some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep,
even so I will endure…
For already have I suffered full much,
and much have I toiled in perils of waves and war.
Let this be added to the tale of those.”
Homer, The Odyssey

Dracula always brings lighted advice to our darkened worlds.

“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.”

—Bram Stroker, Dracula

Fey Court Trilogy-teaser

When the broad shoulders and massive body of Kin emerged from the trees, my heart sped up.   Not because he was gorgeous, he was, but because I didn’t decide till right then that maybe I’d chosen wrong.  Just maybe he was the darkest villain in this pact and I was inviting danger to stay in my back pocket and live there too much.  He used his looks, his strength, his charm, his status in every way possible to get what he wanted.  And at the moment it wasn’t hard to see what or who his current target was.

“Grace!” he said slowly and as smooth as the wicked, jaded devil blue silk shirt he wore like the Kin of the past at prom and every dance held where I always refused him.  My body jumped at hearing the sound of his voice pulling me from my panic of hysteria.  Submitting to the present evil was warm and welcoming when I considered the greater evil who lurked back at the winter court.

“Kin.”  My guard was up and at the ready like someone poked a needle in my back.

“Grace,” he repeated.img_6291-4

Harry Potter is already a classic to many of us…now to get the young to take his advice.

“We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.”

—J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix