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- Index
- Giovanni Guareschi [Don Camillo 01] The Little World of Don Camillo (pdf)
- Christine Young [Highland 01] Highland Honor (pdf)
- Angela Verdenius [Heart & Soul 16] Soul of a Guardian (pdf)
- Chalker Jack L W Świecie Studni 5 Zmierzch przy Studni Dusz (pdf)
- Cooper McKenzie [Menage Amour 161 Club Esotera 03] Minding Mistress (pdf)
- Dena Garson [Emerald Isle Fantasies 03] Ghostly Persuasion [EC Twilight] (pdf)
- 33 1 3 087 Serge Gainsbourg's Histoire de Melody Nelson Darran Anderson (pdf)
- Alan Burt Akers [Dray Prescot 07] Arena of Antares (pdf)
- Ciara Lake [Xihirian Shifters 01] Xihirah [Siren Classic] (pdf)
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power flowed through him in waves and then into the small, defenseless body that lay on the bed.
Lin jerked hard. Then her breathing evened out to normal. Her color returned, and the rips and tears
in her aura that had been leaking her vital energy closed and healed as though they had never been.
She went from being in an unconscious state to sleeping deeply.
Kyle slipped to the floor and laid his head down on the bed next to her body and looked up into his
grandfather s face. Old man, you weren t kidding when you said be careful. I ve never seen
anything like that in my life.
He was true evil, and he had been using twisted practices that drew the demon to him until it
became a part of him. Even had he wanted to be free of it, he never would have been. Someone had
to stop him, or together, they would have grown stronger and stronger. She would never have been
free of him.
His grandfather patted his shoulder. You did good. Now get dressed and come eat. Your energy is
low after giving her so much. Lin will be fine. She s just sleeping now.
Kyle nodded and stood. Once he was dressed, he sat in the chair his grandfather had vacated and
leaned over to brush the hair back from Lin s face. He placed a kiss on her forehead and smiled.
Yup, it s official. I m a goner. I hope she knows she s marrying me. He laughed at the thought of convincing
her. He would never coerce his angel, but he was certain that with the surety of his love she would
agree. Not to mention the fact that he wasn t about to turn away a gift the Spirits had just dropped
into his lap.
Epilogue
Three months later
Two old men sat on a carved cedar bench in a field of wildflowers, with the sun beating down
warmly, and watched the wedding of their grandchildren.
So, do you think he knows? the man missing one tooth in the front asked his friend.
I think he suspects. The other man shrugged.
You were right. They are the perfect match. I wondered if they wouldn t suit when you wrote me
of how your grandson had grown into his power. Lin needed someone who would understand her
gifts and abilities, but who wouldn t push.
Yep, that s my boy.
The man with the missing tooth rubbed his hands together. We re finally going to get some great-
grandchildren.
When Kyle s grandfather laughed, several people turned around and looked at them before turning
back to the ceremony. Oops. He grinned at his longtime friend.
I m glad the Spirits agreed they would be a good match.
As am I, old friend, as am I. We ve finally united our families as we always knew we were meant
to.
All was silence as they watched Kyle and Lin exchange vows. Lin was dressed in a pale blue tunic
and pants with ribbon work, her long hair loose and held in place by a headband that had small
white balls hanging over her forehead and that danced brightly against her dark hair whenever she
moved her head. Kyle s black ribbon shirt with red ribbon piping and his black slacks contrasted
nicely with Lin s regalia.
Both old men smiled at the clasping of their grandchildren s hands as the medicine woman married
them with the pipe.
Golden Spirit figures ringed the couple, and a spirit eagle flew with two physical eagles above them
crying out into the silence. All was once again well, at least for the time being.
The End
Flights of Fancy
Dahlia Rose
Chapter One
Fancy, these lipcakes are simply to die for, Sara gushed before she bit into the decadent, moist
cake.
You say that about anything I make, a voice called from behind the bakery door.
Tate knew her name was Sara because she always hung around his landlady and they had been best
friends since they were four. Lipcakes. He grinned at the name, but they were actually cupcakes
shaped and iced with bright red frosting to look like lips. It was spring outside, and the weather had
turned from the cold mountain air that swept down from the Appalachian Mountains into Merry,
North Carolina, to warm air with only a hint of a chill. The trees had already begun to bloom, and
the smell of flowers and newly turned earth filled the air. It was a light and heady feeling that filled
him, and what a better time than to strip the old paint of his landlady s building and give it a fresh
coat of paint. It was the least he could do for her after she let him rent her upstairs apartment.
His old landlord had been taking his money but not paying the mortgage on the house he was
renting. Tate knew nothing until the sheriff of Merry and an eviction crew came and started packing
his stuff on the front lawn. With nowhere to go and no landlord to . . . ahem . . . murder, Tate had
to find a new place to live. Luckily, he had seen Fancy put out a For Rent sign, and he jumped on
it, literally. He had crossed the street from his truck and knocked it over in his hurry to get into her
store.
Tate grinned at the memory as he used the metal paint stripper to peel the ugly old yellow paint of
the three-story house. Tate smiled as he listened to her speak, Fancy McKee, landlady and owner of
Fantasy Flowers and Cakes. The slogan on the sign outside said, Let your bouquet or dessert say
the naughtiest things. It was the most totally unique store in small-town Merry and since its
opening had caused a lot of talk among the fifteen hundred residents. Yet, it flourished, and many
who said they wouldn t be caught dead inside its doors had been there a good many times. How
could they not with Fancy at the helm? To Tate she was the epitome of life fun, vivacious, and
sexy as hell. Fancy had curves that went on forever and skin the color of warm milk chocolate; had
full lips that were so kissable, especially when she wore her ruby-red lipstick; and her eyes, wide and
shaped like almonds with a soft brown color, could make any man do her bidding. In Tate s eyes,
she was the perfect woman.
Those eyes were always expressive and filled with fun and laughter. Her bronze-colored curls were
always wild around her face but made the picture perfect. He had spent many nights with her in his
dreams doing some of the naughtiest things with her. But Tate never overstepped that boundary
because she would either accept it with a smile or slap the hell out of him. That was the kind of girl
Fancy was. He also knew that, around town, she was known as something of a man-eater. Fancy
dated a lot. He saw them pick her up and drop her off. He even saw them go upstairs sometimes,
which always had the effect of making him grit his teeth. They never stayed the night, though. By
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