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The Dryad’s Pawprint – Paranormal Council Book 1 By Laura Greenwood


The Dryad’s Pawprint
Paranormal Council Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Laura Greenwood

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Panther-shifter, Kemnebi Davis, lives a normal life as an accountant until he’s called before the Shifter Council. Unknown to the shifter community, the Council needs help; and the only way for that to happen is for Kem to marry the daughter of one of the Nymph Council. Except there’s one problem; Lia. The woman who has been occupying Kem’s thoughts since a chance meeting a year ago…

Xylia Dentro has a secret. One that she’s managed to keep from her father and sister for nearly a year. But when she encounters the man who started it all, she can’t deny the pull she feels towards him; despite everything that’s standing in their way…

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Ever since a one night stand a year ago, Kem has been looking for the woman he was with that fateful night. All he knows is her first name, Lia. He’s been called to appear before the Council and he’s nervous. He’s surprised he’s on their radar at all but when he discovers what they want from him, he’s angry. Marrying someone other than his true mate isn’t something he wants to do. The politics involved here make it impossible for him to refuse unless he finds his true mate, so he will think about it.

He’s also to attend a reception to meet Aella the leader of the Dryad’s daughter. Let’s just say that doesn’t go so well when he calls Aella, Lia. While her father didn’t hear it she did and now she’s angry and uninterested. Kem does however discover that Lia is here and is most likely the Dryad’s other daughter.

Lia knows she has to leave quickly, she finds herself getting angry and that’s not a good thing. She’s had a bit of a problem since her encounter with Kem a year ago, she can shift into a panther.

Kem is able to track her down the meeting is both joyful and sensuous. Now he has to explain it all to the council.

This is a favorite scene.

“How can we help you Kemnebi?” Arabella asked through a bemused smirk. He had a feeling that, despite first impressions, she was the most likely to be sympathetic.

“I can’t marry Aella,” he blurted out. He’d intended to make a much smoother argument, but the only thing he could focus on was the memory of being with Lia last night.

“What?” A hiss came from one of the other men on the council. He was sat over the left and, reluctantly, Kem turned to look at him. If his voice hadn’t conveyed his annoyance, then his appearance certainly did. His eyes were glowing a strange yellow colour, with black slits in the centre. Kem gulped nervously. Despite being an alpha male, this man had him on the back foot, and not just because of his position of power within shifter society. Until that moment, Kem had always thought that the fabled reptile shifters were just a myth, and yet, this man was clearly one of them. Though Kem wouldn’t want to take a guess at what the man became when he shifted.

“I can’t marry Aella Dentro,” he repeated, with more certainty this time. “At last night’s reception, I found my mate.” Kem was sure that he could have heard a pin drop as the five Council members let that sink in. Mates were growing rare, and many shifters went their entire lives without finding theirs. Instead, most shifters just married, sometimes for love and sometimes for power, but it all paled in comparison to the bond between mates.

“Who?” the large man who he’d walked in on with Arabella asked gruffly. Kem made a mental note to discover the rest of the Council’s names at some point, though they too were shrouded in secrecy; another archaic rule as far as Kem was concerned. He was surprised that Arabella’s name had been let slip so easily.

“I believe it’s Aella’s sister, Lia.” He swallowed nervously, a lot was riding on how this meeting went. To his surprise, the other woman left her seat and walked towards him. In the light, he could see just how pale she was, verging on completely white. Instead of making her look sickly, it gave her an ethereal look, almost like the one elves had. But that couldn’t be right, if she was sitting on the Shifter Council then she had to be at least a third-generation shifter. Yet another outdated rule, especially in an age where paranormals interacted with each other on a daily basis. The woman walked around Kem slowly, making him feel uncomfortable. He shifted from foot to foot, but otherwise held as still as possible.

“He smells different,” she said suddenly, causing the other Council members to nod, looking deep in thought as they did. “He doesn’t smell of dryad though. Shifter maybe.” She wrinkled her nose in a gesture that came across as surprisingly feminine.

“I doubt Aella’s sister is a shifter.” The final member of the Council spoke for the first time.

“They are different though,” Arabella mused. “The Nymph Council made their case that Aella, as the only storm nymph, should be the one offered in marriage. That means Aaron’s other daughter would be different.”

“Still a nymph though,” the man pointed out and got a withering look from Arabella for his trouble. There was little doubt in Kem’s mind that she was the one in control.

“Is this the first time you’ve met this woman?” She turned back to him and unable to speak, Kem just shook his head. A rustle came from behind Arabella, and she turned absentmindedly took a sheet of paper from one of the Council clerks. All eyes turned to her as she read, and her eyebrows raised in surprise. “Thank you.”

“What is it?” The large man looked at Arabella with a hint of softness in his eyes, but was quick to cover it up, and it was unlikely that anyone other than Kem had picked it up.

“It’s confirmation on the names of Aaron’s daughters; Aella and Xylia.” She gave Kem a slight smirk, which made him feel like she was actually on his side.

“Why can Nathalie smell shifter then?” the quiet man asked, more curious sounding than confrontational.

“I suspect that something has happened between them before, and it’s possible that they started the mating process already.”

“But I didn’t…” He was about to say bite her, and while that was true, she had bit him last night, maybe it meant more than he’d suspected it did.

“Maybe not, but you didn’t need to.” Arabella looked at him sympathetically. “A bite, from either party, seals the mating, but all that needs to happen for the process to start is for the two mates to meet.” She threw a quick glance at the large man, before looking back to Kem.

“So, what of voiding the marriage contract with Aella?” He aimed his question directly at Arabella this time, instead of at the room in general.

“In the eyes of the Council that was done from the moment it was confirmed you were mated. However, I believe that you will be required to explain the situation to Aaron Dentro.” That wasn’t a conversation that Kem relished the idea of, but then again, if it smoothed the way for him to be with Lia then it would be completely worth it.

“Thank you,” he injected as much sincerity into the word as he could, not wanting the Council to think that he was ungrateful for their decision.

“You’re welcome.” He turned to leave, but she called out to him again, “Kem, not a word of what’s happened here today.” He met her eyes and saw a brief plea that told him she wasn’t just talking about the Council meeting itself when she said that.

“Of course.” She nodded once, relief flooding her features. But Kem couldn’t bring himself to care. He had more important things to worry about, like how to tell Aaron that he’d already mated with his daughter, and that it wasn’t to the one he actually wanted married off.
Greenwood, Laura. The Dryad’s Pawprint (Paranormal Council Book 1). Kindle Locations (385-430). Drowlgon Press. Kindle Edition.

There’s a lot more to this than meets the eye and I loved every minute of this book. It’s a short satisfying read with plenty of fun, laughter, conflict and sizzle.

I will be continuing this series in the near future.

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Tiger Throne – Sabre Woods Academy Book 2 By Laura Greenwood


Tiger Throne
Sabre Woods Academy Book 2
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Laura Greenwood

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I’m the Shifter Heir. I never thought I’d say those words, but now it’s irrefutable. I won the Shifter Trials and now my mother has to recognise me as her heir.

But things aren’t as they seem in the Shifter Court. And keeping up with my studies while trying to stay on top of my duties is harder than I thought it was going to be.

And that’s without throwing Magnus into the mix. He’s a complication I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for.
But now I know fated mates aren’t real, maybe I should give in to what he’s suggesting…

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Tiger Throne is book two of the Sabre Woods Academy series. It is an urban fantasy academy with shifters and a slow burn m/f romance.

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Kayra is now the shifter heir, much to her mother’s dismay. As such she now has many demands being made on her with duties at Shifter Court as well as her studies. An interesting development at the beginning of this book is her mother introduces her to her ‘fated mate’ Jeremy.

Interesting because in the last book she was trying to let Magnus down easy by telling him he wasn’t her fated mate. That’s when Kayra found out that fated mates are a fairy tale only found in stories.

Her mother doesn’t approve of Magnus even though he’s from the same family as her preferred choice of heir the one that now never will be. There’s also a lot of other things going on behind the scenes. Unwittingly her mother directs her to be present at a meeting where actual decisions are made about ruling. While she’s surprised it’s comprised of only male cat shifters, she didn’t expect to be totally disregarded. When the discussion of giving the title of Marquis to Richard Forrest to possibly quell his movement to abolish the monarchy, she tries to to argue a title shouldn’t be given without property behind it. Only to be overruled and the vote taken to approve it and set the ceremony and ball in his honor for the coming weekend.

This would be Kayra’s first ball as heir and she wants Demi and Magnus there for support. What she didn’t know is that her mother has arranged for Jeremy to escort her into the ball and dance the first dance with her.

This is a favorite scene when she sees Magnus’ reaction.

The cool air of the gardens hits me as I leave the ballroom and follow him down the concrete steps towards the small lake.

“Magnus, wait, please?” I beg.

To my surprise, he stops and turns to face me. Not that it’s much comfort when he’s glaring at me like that.

I barely have a moment to register how good he looks in the smart tuxedo. It only makes me wish I was dancing with him even more, and despite the fact he’s angry with me.

“Why did you storm out?” I ask, hurt coming through my words even if I don’t intend it to.

“You know why,” he says darkly.

“No. I don’t. If I did, I wouldn’t be asking you about it,” I point out. I’m not sure why that’s tripping him up. It’s fairly obvious, even to me.

“You told me you didn’t want to pursue what was between us because you didn’t have the time.”

I frown, confused at what he’s getting at. “And that’s true. Have you seen this event? I’m expected to come to things like this every couple of weeks. Not to mention the meetings, ceremonies…”

“But you came here with another guy.”

My jaw drops open.

Ah.

That’s the problem.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. “Jeremy isn’t my choice.”

“You didn’t even tell me about him, Kayra. I thought you were telling me everything that went on here.”

“I’m sorry,” I say quickly. “I didn’t tell you because there was nothing to tell.”

“Then why is he escorting you to a ball?” Magnus snaps.

Tears prick my eyes, but I blink them away. I’m more annoyed than anything. I understand it can’t have been nice for him to watch us dance, but I didn’t want or ask for it. It’s not my fault.

“I didn’t know he was until about a minute before we entered the ballroom. Mother sprang it on me.” I don’t bother keeping the bitterness out of my voice. He knows how I feel about all of this.

“You could have asked me to escort you.” The pain in his voice lances right through me.

“If I’d known I needed an escort, I would have,” I promise. He needs to know how I feel.

I reach out and touch the wish bracelet around my wrist. I need him to know how much I want him.

The urge to kiss him and show him how I feel rises within me, but I resist. Now isn’t the right time for that. Especially if he’s mad at me. I can’t use kisses as a way to end arguments. It isn’t fair to either of us.

“I wish you’d told me.”

“I wish I had too,” I admit. It would have made things so much easier if he’d even known about Jeremy’s existence. But I was a fool and didn’t want to make things more complicated than they had to be. Especially when I do want things to go further with him at some point. I take a deep breath. “I didn’t tell you because I was still angry about it. And a little in denial.”

Despite the seriousness of the conversation, he chuckles. “Denial sounds the most likely. Do you want to sit?” He waves to a stone bench.

I nod, glad to hear he still wants anything to do with me.

I move my skirts into the most comfortable position possible. Not that it means much. I’m not sure whether the dress is meant to be a torture device, or if it’s just badly designed, but if I have any say in it, my next formal outfit will be a lot easier to move in.

Magnus sits down beside me and sighs loudly. “So, Jeremy?”

“There’s not much to tell,” I admit. “Mother called me here to tell me he’s my suitor. I told her no. She then said your family wasn’t good enough. Which is…I have no words for that.”

“You told your mother you thought I was a potential suitor?”

My cheeks heat. Oops. Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned that. But not talking about things is what got me into this situation in the first place. It’s probably better that things are out in the open.

“Yes. But that isn’t the point.” I fill him in on the rest of what’s gone on between me and Jeremy. Not that it’s much, and it certainly isn’t anything to worry about. But I get where he’s coming from and as I talk about it, I find myself wishing I’d told him in the first place.

“So, you don’t have any feelings for him?”

“Of course not. I barely know him. He seems pleasant enough, but you might be surprised to learn that’s not all I look for in someone.”

“I should hope not.”

“But I don’t think Mother is going to let this one go very easily. She’s still using the words fated mate with me.”

“Doesn’t she realise people will have told you the truth by now?” he asks.

I shrug. “Honestly, I don’t think she thinks about me all that much.”

He sighs. “I should get back to the academy,” he says.

“You’re not going to stay?” Disappoint wells up within me. I wanted to dance with him.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea,” he responds. “I don’t want to have to watch you with Jeremy, even if I know there’s nothing between you.”

I bite my bottom lip. “Okay. But I promise I won’t let this happen again.” Partly because I don’t want to be blindsided like this again. It wasn’t nice. But Jeremy says he’ll help me as much as he can with knowing about these things. I have to hope it’ll be enough.

He nods and gets to his feet. “Enjoy the rest of the party.”

“With the best part leaving? Definitely not.”

His smile is forced, like things aren’t completely right between us yet. But that’s probably because our fight is still so fresh. It’s odd how comfortable I feel being honest with him. Or maybe it’s just right that’s the case.

I watch him go. I wish it didn’t have to be this way. I want to spend more time with him. Or better yet, enter a ball on his arm and dance like I did with Jeremy.

One day.

Hopefully soon.

But for now, I need to go back to the ball before Mother gets even angrier with me. Besides, I want to find Richard Forrest if I can. I think we’ll have some interesting things to talk about.
Greenwood, Laura. Tiger Throne (Sabre Woods Academy Book 2). Kindle Locations (585-632). Drowlgon Press. Kindle Edition.

Knowing that a title isn’t going to change Richard Forrest’s mind about the monarchy, Kayra takes it upon herself to speak with him at the ball. The meeting arranged by Demi who is friends with his daughter.

As things with Magnus take a turn toward the romantic, Jeremy becomes a surprise ally.

With plenty of twists and turns, some frustration caused by her mother and a decision that will change everything.

I can’t wait for the next book Tiger Queen, releasing August 19th

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Tiger Crown – Sabre Woods Academy Book1 by Laura Greenwood


Tiger Crown
Sabre Woods Academy Book 1
By
USA Today Bestselling Author
Laura Greenwood

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I’ve spent my entire life being passed over by the Shifter Queen. Which wouldn’t be a big deal, except she’s my mother.

Now she’s finally let me come to the foremost academy for big cat shifters, Sabre Woods, I’m hoping to find some independence. If only I wasn’t plagued by my rival for the title of Shifter Heir.

All I need to do is get through the first few weeks without accidentally challenging someone to the Shifter Trials. That should be easy…right?

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Tiger Crown is book one of the Sabre Woods Academy series. It is a paranormal academy with shifters and a slow burn m/f romance.

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Kayra Herrity is finally attending Sabre Woods Academy. She’s the Shifter Queen’s daughter and up until her mother refused permission. Kayra isn’t sure why her mother changed her mind but she’s very glad to finally have the opportunity to learn at the prestigious Academy. In spite of being an only child, Kayra hasn’t been named heir. The leadership of the shifters is not a hereditary post and the reigning monarch can choose someone outside the family as heir.

It’s while she’s waiting for orientation to begin that she’s joined by Demi. Demi recognizes her and senses the two of them could be good friends. Then Serena enters the room, her mother’s favorite ladies maid’s daughter and rumored choice for heir. While Kayra really isn’t sure she wants the job, she doesn’t want Serena to have it either. Before reaching that decision she has to manage to get an education without initiating the Shifter Trials.

Physical Education hadn’t been high on Kayra’s to do list and as a result she had no experience with archery, the first of her PE classes. At least she hasn’t had to shift, her mother always disliked when she shifted because her fur is white as opposed to the more prominent orange. As she’s struggling to figure out the gear, she’s approached by a male tiger student.

This is a favorite scene.

I’m going to remind myself that at least I know what one is. Some people in my situation wouldn’t, but I’ve read enough books to be certain of that much.

“All right, class,” a middle-aged woman with her hair in a bun and a no-nonsense outfit which makes her look like all of the stereotypical PE teachers in TV shows. “First, let’s see what we’re working with. Even if you’ve never fired a bow before, I want to see how far you get with gearing up. After that, we’ll split into groups.”

I grimace. That’s not a good sign. I’m not even sure I’ll be able to get everything on right, never mind get as far as firing. Which is probably for the best given my lack of talent.

The three lions in class bounce off in the direction of the lists first, leaving the rest of us to trail behind. A couple of the others appear to be as frustrated as I am about the situation, except for a handsome dark-haired boy who saunters along with the natural grace we’re all born with.

Something about him is vaguely familiar, but I can’t place why.

Equipment lies out on a long table through the middle of the small armoury, with enough bows and quivers hanging on the walls for each of us. I hang back for a moment. If I watch what the others do, then I may be able to get far enough through this that I don’t make a complete fool of myself in the process.

There seem to be a few guard pieces, particularly for my arms and fingers. That makes sense when there are weapons involved, and they seem easy enough to get on.

Frustration wells up within me as others disappear to take a shot at the targets. How am I supposed to copy what they’re doing if they’re so far ahead of me?

I take a deep breath, but it’s not enough to completely steady my nerves. I shouldn’t be surprised. My anxiousness is something I carry around with myself every day. It won’t go away for something like this. In fact, it normally gets worse when I have to perform in front of people.

Why did I think coming here was a good idea? I’m already out of my depth and I’m not even a week in.

“You don’t know what you’re doing, do you?” a male voice asks.

I jump and turn to face the handsome guy I saw outside. He’s my age as far as I can tell, but he’s got the confidence of someone who has left the gangly awkward stage of growing behind him.

If I was into dating for fun, I think he’d be my type. But I’ve never felt the need to. My fated mate is out there, and I don’t want to waste time with someone who isn’t my one true match.

It crosses my mind that he may not even be flirting with me anyway, but I push the thought aside. That’s probably nerves getting to me and not an accurate representation of what’s happening here.

“Is it that obvious?” I ask, realising I’ve probably waited too long before responding.

“You have this on backwards.” He reaches out and touches my armguard. “And on the wrong hand.”

“I could be left-handed,” I mutter.

“But you’re not.”

I sigh. “I’ve never done anything like this,” I admit. It feels risky to do so, but he’s not mocking me and seems interested in helping me fix it.

“I can help, if you want?” He shrugs as if it’s of little importance.

“I’d appreciate that.” I’m not going to turn down help just because I’m worried that I’m imposing on someone if I accept it.

“Great.”

“Thank you. I’m Kayra.” I should have introduced myself first.

A curious expression crosses his face, as if he’s already aware of who I am. That shouldn’t surprise me. Almost everyone at Sabre Woods knows of me. But this seems different.

“Magnus,” he responds. “May I?” He indicates back to the armguard.

I nod.

He reaches out and unbuckles it, pulling it from my arm slowly. My breathing hitches as his fingers brush against my skin. Why does this suddenly feel like an oddly intimate situation?

Despite that, I still don’t feel any kind of mating pull towards him, so I need to shut this down and make it clear we can never be anything more than friends. It might be hard.

A commotion sounds from the door to the armoury and one of the lionesses stumbles back in.

“Aww, the poor little Shifter Princess is struggling,” she spits as soon as she sees me.

I bite my lip, wanting to correct her on my position in society, but I don’t. I’m too worried about her starting a fight that I’m sure she’ll win.

I hate being like this, but no matter how many times I try to change things, it never seems to actually happen. I just have to face the fact that I’m going to go through the rest of my life like this.

“Are you good at everything Mikela?” Magnus retorts.

The lioness blushes. Apparently she didn’t expect to be called out on her cruelty.

“I suggest you go back outside,” Magnus says.

She opens her mouth as if to argue, but chooses better of it and disappears to join the others.

“Thank you.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You’re not going to tell me you could have dealt with it yourself?”

“Did it look like that was an option?”

“I don’t know. I wouldn’t have thought many people would like it if someone speaks for them.”

I shrug. “I’m new here, I don’t know who I need to watch out for and who I don’t,” I point out.

“Ah, that’s true. The lions are mostly all talk and nothing else. You don’t have to worry about them so long as you can avoid taking a vicious insult to heart.”

I grimace. “I’m not great at that.”

“Then stay away from them.”

“Thanks. Anything else I should know?”

“Not that you can’t guess. Avoid daring any of the cheetahs to do anything, they won’t even question whether it’s a good idea or not before doing it.”

“Isn’t that a bit of a generalisation? I doubt all cheetahs are the same.”

“They’re not,” he assures me. “But most of them here are. I think they egg one another on a lot so they all tend to stick to the same kind of faults.”

“Let’s guess, that logic also applies to the lions?”

“To everyone,” he counters. “We’ll all grow out of it once we leave here, but for now we just have to live with it.”

I sigh dramatically. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”

He chuckles. “Peer pressure is alive and well. Now, are you ready to show me what you’re working with in terms of firing the bow?”

I grimace. “You’re not going to like it.”

“I’ll be fine so long as you don’t shoot me in the foot or something.”

“But the stomach would be okay?”

He lets out a loud and genuine laugh. “How about we start off with not shooting me anywhere?”

“If you’re willing to help me, getting shot is just one of the risks you’re going to have to take.”

He shakes his head in bemusement. “I do like a challenge.”
Greenwood, Laura. Tiger Crown (Sabre Woods Academy Book 1). Kindle Locations (159-212). Drowlgon Press. Kindle Edition.

Marcus becomes another friend Kayra can depend on like Demi. Demi also gifts Kayra with a wishing bracelet, it’s when she’s putting it on that she realizes she truly does want to be the heir. She really wants to make a difference for the shifters of the world. She also finds some of her teachers are more in favor of her than Serena which is refreshing.

Before an assembly Serena approaches her with taunts and then twists Kayra’s words to make it appear as a Shifter Trial challenge.

There’s plenty of underhanded sneaky stuff with Serena, friendships and a possible romance as this book progresses.

This is a fun read with an interesting ending. I am already reading the next book to see what happens next.

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Into The Mists – Seven Wardens Book 2 by Skye MacKinnon & Laura Greenwood


Into the Mists
Seven Wardens Book 2
By
USA Today Bestselling Authors
Laura Greenwood
&
Skye MacKinnon

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A kelpie, an incubus and two wraiths walk into a bar…

Things were going so well until Macey got kidnapped. Again. Except this time, the kidnapper knows exactly why he has her, and none of his plans are good news.

She could wait for her men to save her, but then again, she’s not the kind of Princess who needs a Prince to save the day.

A reverse harem (still) drenched in Scottish mythology. Book 2 in the Seven Wardens series.

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The book opens with Macey and her men visiting Nessie, only it’s not Nessie and it takes a bit for Macey to figure it out. Macey is in a dungeon, the Voice is torturing her. When she wakes, she meets a mouse, Luch. It’s Luch who tells her that Amber is also imprisoned here and not in good shape.

Now the Voice has been torturing Amber far longer than Macey. In the visions the Voice has projected on her a kelpie will kill her. She is sure she will die now and by Macey’s hand.

This is a favorite scene.

“Now, I’m going to go back in there,” Amber continued. “I’m no longer alone and I’m no longer bound. We can fight him together. There’s no point in leaving now while we’re already here.”

SO CONFIDENT. IT’S GOING TO BE HEARTBREAKING ONCE YOU REALISE THAT YOU’VE NEVER LEFT.

Suddenly, the world evaporated. It was like the people around Macey suddenly dissolved into mist and drifted away, leaving her alone. Well, not quite alone.

Amber was by her side. There was nothing else. Not even colour. They were standing on a white floor, but there were no walls, no nothing. Just endless whiteness.

“Amber?” Macey asked carefully, “Are you seeing the same?”

“If you mean a lot of white, then yes. And no Izban.” Her voice was quivering slightly.

THE NEXT TIME YOU’LL SEE HIM WILL BE ON THE DAY OF YOUR DEATH.

“Stop being so dramatic!” Macey shouted, trying to convince both herself and Amber that they needn’t be afraid.

The Voice ignored her.

LET’S CONTINUE WHERE WE LEFT OFF EARLIER.

Mist drifted into the air around them, forming shapes and colours, until they were suddenly back in the courtyard where Macey had first laid eyes upon Amber. She still didn’t know what that girl was, except that she was strong. Incredibly strong.

“I will get out of here, I will get out of here,” Amber began to whisper, a desperate mantra. “I will get out of here. I will…”

YOU WON’T. NEITHER WILL YOU, LITTLE KELPIE.

Without warning, they were ripped apart, flying through the air until they landed roughly on opposite ends of the courtyard. Ignoring the pain in her limbs, Macey jumped to her feet. She could guess what the Voice was planning next.

BEITHIR. KILL HER.

A beithir! Finally, Macey knew what Amber was. And it scared her a little. She didn’t know a lot about beithirs except that they could kill in a variety of ways. Their fangs were poisonous, they could control the weather, they could fly and attack you from above. When they shifted, of course. So far, Amber had stayed human, which is why Macey hadn’t figured out her species before. It was hard not to recognise a shifted beithir… there weren’t any other supernaturals that looked like a giant snake.

Amber was still on the ground, weakly trying to get to her feet. She’d expended too much energy; she wasn’t going to be much of a threat.

But… when had reality been taken over by the Voice? Had it been after Amber attacked Macey with lightning? Or before? If it was before… then Amber would still have enough power to do another such attack. And Macey wasn’t sure if she could escape her fate a second time. Had the Voice let them play out their battle in their minds so he could see what was going to happen? Did he want to see how they would escape so he could prevent it from ever happening?

Macey shivered. How was she supposed to fight someone who could play with her perception of what was real and what wasn’t? She was still having trouble believing that she hadn’t just spoken to her men. Were they really coming for her? Was Izban actually able to do a tracking spell, or had that bit been Amber’s wishful thinking?

KILL HER, the Voice repeated and this time, Amber was magically dragged onto her feet by an unseen force. She wavered, but somehow managed to stand. Tiny sparks of lightning began to flicker around the girl’s fingers and Macey prepared for the inevitable.

But wait… she was no longer wearing the copper cuffs. That had to mean that the battle had taken place and their combined power had opened them.

Was the Voice aware of that? Did he want an execution execution or a cat fight?

Amber opened her mouth, but Macey couldn’t hear what she was saying. They were too far apart. Well, that could be rectified.

Macey carefully walked towards Amber, aware that there might be a dangerous surprise waiting at every step. Earlier, there’d been guards lying dead or unconscious all over the courtyard. This time, they were alone.

She shook her head in confusion. There was no way of telling what was real and what wasn’t. Maybe she was still in her cell. Maybe she’d never even met Amber and this was all one giant illusion.

Suddenly, the air in front of her flickered and someone appeared. Someone very familiar with very blue hair.

Izban.

KILL HER OR I WILL KILL HIM.

Amber’s eyes widened as she saw her friend. He didn’t move; he seemed more statue than living being. Macey walked around him and took a closer look.

His eyes were moving but the rest of him wasn’t. His face was an expressionless mask, but his eyes told her of his fear.

She could almost believe that he was real. That he was in danger.

A lightning bolt hit the ground next to her and she jumped back in surprise. Amber seemed to be convinced that Izban was real.

Another bolt of lightning crashed down at Macey’s side, and she almost jumped back. If she was going to have Amber around, then she’d probably better get used to having this happen.

“Amber,” she tried to whisper, but her voice was hoarse, as if from a lack of water. That was odd. Unless there were other side effects of the visions the Voice had given them.

There wasn’t any answer.

Macey steeled herself, then waved her hand through Izban’s still form, completely unsurprised when her hand passed right through him. Another visual trick then.

“Amber, please,” she shouted, the wind that was beginning to rage stealing her words. Potentially the other woman’s doing too. She’d heard that beithirs were storm creatures, not just lightning ones. “He’s not real.”

Her words weren’t having any effect, and one look at the redhead revealed just how bad things were. Her eyes had taken on a crazed look, and there was no doubt about how mad the woman was.

“AMBER!” she shouted even louder, but again, no response.

Sucking in a deep breath, she did the only thing she could think of, and unleashed a ball of water at the girl.

A sharp squeal, followed by a calming in the winds, told her the trick had worked even better than she’d intended.

“What did you do that for?” Amber shouted, venom almost as poisonous as her fangs dripping from her tone.

“He’s not real,” Macey said softly, ignoring the glares she received in return. “Look.” She passed her hand through the still form of the blue-haired man, and Amber’s green eyes widened.

“How do I know he’s not trapped somewhere here?” Her voice cracked as she spoke, and Macey’s heart went out to her. She felt the same way when she thought of her own men in danger, so there was very little doubt in her mind how Amber felt about Izban.

Good job he seemed to feel the same.

“Because I was with him before I was taken,” she replied softly, hoping the Voice wouldn’t be able to hear her whispers, but knowing that hope was likely in vain.

“You were?” Amber perked up at that, and Macey smiled.

“Yes. He was trying to find you.”

I SAID TO KILL HER.

Amber sighed. “He’s so demanding,” she tried to joke.

“And throws a lot of tantrums,” Macey added.

“What do we do now?”

“I suppose you try and kill me.”

Maybe not her best idea, but they at least had to pretend for the moment.

“That seems a little counterproductive.”

Macey cracked a smile. She could get used to having Amber around if she was going to make comments like that.

“Just while we think of an actual plan.”

This time, Amber nodded. “Okay, sounds like the best idea we have.”

“Which isn’t saying a lot.”

The red-head laughed. “No, it really doesn’t.”

She took two steps back and squared off against Macey, pushing her sleeves up and readying herself.

“Prepare to die, bitch,” Amber taunted.

“Bring it on,” Macey replied, unable to help the amused smile tugging at her lips. When she knew the other woman wasn’t actually going to be aiming for her, she kind of looked forward to facing off against her. It was just an intense kind of training really. Her men would be happy.

Amber struck first, sending twin bolts of lightning either side of Macey.

Not waiting another moment, Macey summoned mini balls of water, and began juggling them in the air to gain momentum. Then, one after the other, she began to fling them at Amber, making sure each one narrowly missed the girl’s head. Though one did accidentally come too close, luckily, Amber was quick enough to avoid it.

She must be running on adrenaline though. She’d been weak to start with and could only be getting worse by the second.

Maybe that was the Voice’s plan. To wear them out to the point where they were no longer able to even think of fighting back. That way, their minds would be easy to slip into, and he could take whatever control he wanted.

Wasn’t that a cheery thought?

The two women danced around each other, flinging their powers back and forth with increasing ferocity. It was almost a battle of who could conjure the most elaborate piece of magic.

So far, Amber was winning. She’d conjured a massive snake, that probably looked something like her in shifted form, and made it coil around Macey. Being inside the electricity had been invigorating, and all she’d been able to see were the bright sparks coming off it.

Once the snake’s coils had receded, she caught Amber’s eye, trying to ensure the woman would do exactly the same again. Only this time, Macey would add to the power and do…. something. She wasn’t all that sure what, but it was worth a shot.

“When you two are quite done, how about we actually consider getting you out of here?” a soft female voice sounded.
Greenwood, Laura. Seven Wardens Omnibus: Books 1-4 (Seven Wardens Collections) (pp. 278-283). Peryton Press. Kindle Edition.

With the help of a mermaid they get to Scotland and a messenger from Malan is there waiting. Before she would get their men she wanted to meet Nessie, who had thus far been ignoring her. A touch of blackmail if you will. Once reunited with their men, they find they actually have a bit of a time limit to fix everything.

A visit to the Sith and Macey takes on the final warden Air. Some mysterious chairs, a secret revealed, plenty of travel and new folks and just one thing solved.

I love these books, they are creative, sexy and full of suspense and intrigue.

I can’t wait to read the next book in this series.

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Through the Storms – Seven Wardens Book 1.5 by Laura Greenwood & Skye MacKinnon


Through the Storms
Seven Wardens Book 1.5
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Laura Greenwood
&
Skye MacKinnon

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Bullied and lonely, beithir shifter Amber is not having the best of times at Ben Vair, a college for supernatural teenagers. Until Izban arrives, a mage who is much more than he seems… and his blue hair is rather sexy, too.

But when she agrees to help him on his quest, she gets more than she bargained for.
Which may not be such a bad thing.

NOTE:
A Seven Wardens spin-off taking place at the same time as From the Deeps. It can be read as a standalone novella.

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In the previous book we learned of the Seven Wardens and Macey has found herself in love with three men, all are Wardens. Cam is Wind, Flint is Fire, Jared is Earth and Macey they assume is Water. From the poem we also know Lightening is imprisoned and Ice is searching for her. They’ve found Ice but before we continue, this book tells us all about Lightening and Ice.

Amber is Lightening and a Beithir, her kind don’t usually come into power until they turn twenty or so, and she is only eighteen. In her human form she has a tail, one she keeps hidden under large shirts. Since finding out she can regrow the tail a group of shifter females have made her life difficult by tearing it off.

Izban is Ice and a Mage, he is on a quest of sorts for his grandfather. In order to have access to where a couple of these artifacts are hidden, he poses as a substitute teacher. He learns some interesting things about the students and the school, but knows he can’t do anything about the injustices he sees.

It’s as he is searching for the second item on his list he runs into Amber, this is a favorite scene.

“You don’t need to be afraid of me,” Izban whispered, nearing Amber. She slithered backwards a little. When he continued to follow her, she bared her fangs, glistening with venom. That made him stop in his tracks.

“Okay, you don’t have to bite, I’m backing off, see?” And indeed, he walked back a step or two. Satisfied, she closed her maw. It was good to see a bit of fear from people occasionally. Far too many underestimated her. Just because she didn’t bite the girls who ripped off her tail didn’t mean she was completely defenceless. But she had principals. And she valued her freedom. Killing people was not going to be in her future, venomous teeth or not.

She’d never tried how poisonous her bite really was, but her parents had taught her that most grown beithirs were easily able to kill a human with their bite. Or even a supernatural.

“I need to look around for something, would you mind leaving me to it?”

He looked almost desperate. She had to laugh – inside, of course, snakes didn’t laugh.

She shook her head in a wide gesture, obvious enough so he couldn’t miss it.

He huffed. “I don’t have time to do this tomorrow. If you don’t leave, will you at least promise not to tell anyone I was here?”

She cocked her head. That was a big kind of promise. Usually, she’d set terms, like being able to tell someone if it was endangering him, her or others. But she couldn’t speak, damn it.

Maybe she should partially shift. It would mean she could actually talk, and she wouldn’t be left totally naked. Kind of. She could leave it so her scales mostly covered her, though technically they were just a part of her skin. Which made her naked again in her book, though she could understand why a lot of people would disagree. She did feel less exposed when she was wearing them after all.

The blue-haired man looked at her intently, worry etched on his face. Now that was interesting. He didn’t have anything to be worried about as far as she knew. But it did raise questions about what he was doing down here in the first place.

And what he was looking for.

Curiosity got the better of her, and Amber began the transformation into her half shifted form. Her face and hair returned to normal. Her body shrunk dramatically, and the grey-green scales retracted until they were covering all of her skin up past her breasts. At least she was decent.

Blue-hair’s eyes widened as he took her in. “You can half-shift?” he asked.

Odd question. She’d have many more if she were him.

“Obviously.”

“But not your tail?”

She scowled at him. But really, how was he to know her tail had been removed. She’d long since given up telling any of Ben Vair’s staff when she lost it. They just didn’t care.

“My tail and I had an unfortunate separation,” she replied.

His gaze travelled the length of her body, making her particularly self-conscious. No non-beithir had ever seen her like this, and it was an unusual situation to find herself in.

“Unfortunate how?”

“Tamsin,” she replied stiffly, holding her head up high. She wasn’t going to let anyone see how much she hated being without a tail.

“The annoying wolf shifter girl?” he asked.

“Yes. Are you sure you’re a teacher?”

He certainly wasn’t acting like it, and she wasn’t sure she liked it.

“Yes, yes, whatever.”

Amber frowned at him. “What are you looking for?” she asked as he glanced around the lab again.

“I can’t tell you that.” His response was instant, and pretty definite. Then again…

“What if I agreed not to tell anyone you were down here. Or that you were looking for something. Or that you’re clearly not a teacher?” She squared of against him, and his features took on a concerned look. Good. She was getting to him then.

Blue-hair smiled slightly. “You swear it?

“On the stub of my tail.”

“I’m looking for a ruby infused with baobhan sìth saliva.” He sighed, and pushed a hand over his face, leaving his blue hair in slight disarray. She almost reached out and smoothed it down. Almost.

“And you think you’ll find it in here?” She could almost laugh. He was in completely the wrong part of the underground rooms to find anything like that.

“At least you think it exists,” he pointed out.

“Of course it exists. Otherwise you wouldn’t be looking for it. But why in the clouds would you want one of those?” She didn’t even know what one did. Probably something icky if there was a incubus involved. Not that incubi themselves were icky creatures. Nor was sex with one, but there were a lot of ill uses to their magic according to rumour, and she dreaded to think what some of those could be.

“I wish I knew.” He looked away and shuffled his feet, so she dropped it. Despite really wanting to know, she didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. She had a feeling he knew a lot of interesting things. And she wanted to learn them all if she could. And more.

After Ben Vair, she’d been planning on journeying all over the world, and discovering creatures like her but by other names. She was sure there were some after all.

“You’re looking in the wrong place.”

“Huh?”

“You’re not going to find a ruby in what is effectively a biology lab.”

“How do you even know what biology is,” he muttered, quite possibly not meaning for her to hear.

Amber hissed, the sound coming across more menacing due to her half-shifted form. “I’m a mythical being, not an idiot. Try and remember that.”

He gulped, and nodded. “Sorry, lead on, please.” She relaxed a little. It wasn’t his fault he was so ill informed. But if she ever met the people who’d raised him…well they were going to get a piece of her mind.
Greenwood, Laura. Seven Wardens Omnibus: Books 1-4 (Seven Wardens Collections) (pp. 213-216). Peryton Press. Kindle Edition.

It’s Amber who introduces him to a ghost residing in the basements of the school. She’s the one who tells him what the items on his list are for. It’s at that moment Izbar knows he can’t complete his task or return home.

Fast-paced, adventurous, flirty and snarky, you won’t be able to put this book down.

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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From the Deeps – Seven Wardens Book 1 by Skye MacKinnon & Laura Greenwood


From the Deeps
Seven Wardens Book 1
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USA Today Bestselling Authors
Skye MacKinnon
&
Laura Greenwood

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Who knows what ascends from the Deeps…

Macey is really quite ordinary, if you ignore that she’s a kelpie princess living on land. Still, her life is boring until she gets kidnapped by a man who doesn’t quite know why he kidnapped her. Try and figure that one out.

Thankfully, he and his two companions are prepared to help her find out why she can’t return to Earth from their house in the Mists. Now the only problem is that Macey keeps getting distracted by the three mysterious and very sexy men…

A reverse harem romance drenched in Scottish mythology.

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This book will set the premise for the rest of the series. There are some seriously intense scenes in this book, so if you don’t like that sort of thing, this book isn’t for you.

The book opens with us meeting Macey, she’s a kelpie currently living on land among humans. Something all young kelpies are meant to do. Unfortunately or fortunately her father has bound her powers, although she can do a partial shift or if in water shift to her kelpie form. Her brothers Bruce and Jerry, the Crown Princes are fighting, again. After threatening to call their Aunt Nettie, she had gone to read. When the lights go out, things are about to radically change for everyone.

There’s a mist surrounding the house, her brothers are unconscious and something hits her in the head as she collapses in someone’s arms.

Suffice to say Macey doesn’t exactly expect to fall for who she believes are her captors. At first there are extenuating circumstances that have her lusting after all of them, Jared’s fault. He’s an incubus who has been starving himself. Then there’s Camden who ‘saved’ her and Flint who was a just a bit annoyed, then very interested in her.

This is a favorite scene after Macey and Jared get together.

When she entered the living room, still wearing nothing but Flint’s t-shirt and her underwear, the three men were waiting for her.

Camdan cleared his throat and pointedly looked down at the floor. “Why are you walking around naked?”

She shrugged. “I don’t have any clothes.”

Flint chuckled. “Girls. I’ll get you some later. Weren’t you wearing jeans yesterday?”

Now it was her turn to look at the carpet, hiding her blushing cheeks. “I ripped them by accident. My claws must have come out without me noticing.”

“Yes, Flint told us what happened between you two,” Cam sighed and she swallowed hard. She was tempted to run back to her room and hide from all the embarrassment. Forever. Instead, she looked up, giving them all dirty looks.

“Do you always gossip like pesky little selkies?” she hissed, ignoring the fact that her hair was turning green in anger.

“We don’t gossip,” Flint grumbled. “They needed to know.”

“Did they now,” she growled, but inside she was getting curious. He’d promised her she’d find out more about them today. Maybe she should stop being angry?

“Sit down, Macey,” Cam commanded. She hissed at him but did as he said. That didn’t mean that she had to stop glaring at them, though.

“How do I start…,” Flint murmured, more to himself than her.

“Easy,” Jared grinned, “you’re fire, she’s water, opposites attract each other.”

Cam groaned, hitting his friend in the ribs. “Do you ever think before you speak?”

“Rarely.”

“I’ve noticed. Now be quiet and let Flint explain it properly.”

Jared smirked but didn’t reply. Macey was staring at them open-mouthed. What the fuck was going on here?

Flint sighed again, obviously feeling uncomfortable. “What do you know about the Seven Elements?”

“Aren’t there just four?” she asked, taken aback by this strange question.

“That’s the human way of thinking. In truth, there are seven: fire, air, earth, water, ice, wind and lightning. We call them Seachd-Sìona in Gaelic.”

“Wait, aren’t air and wind the same?” she interrupted? “And water and ice?”

“Similar, but not the same,” Flint explained. “Their base essence is different. Which is why there are seven of us.”

He paused to let it sink in, but she was having none of it. “Seven what? Idiots?”

Cam chuckled. “Seven Wardens.”

“Please tell me you’ve heard of the legend?” Jared groaned dramatically. Macey shook her head, embarrassed at her lack of knowledge of the supernatural world. Her grandmother had told her stories, but most were about the peoples roaming the sea and waters, not… Wardens, whatever they were.

“May I remind you that you didn’t know it either when you joined us?” Cam reminded him sternly and Jared grimaced.

“That’s different. I didn’t grow up in your world.”

“Have you asked Macey how she grew up?”

Jared shrugged before admitting, “No, I haven’t.”

“Then don’t be so quick to judge.” Cam turned to Flint. “Brother, would you do us the honour?”

Flint smiled and got up, bowing dramatically.

Macey smiled. This was going to be interesting.

Clearing his throat, Flint began to chant in a deep, smooth voice.

“Fire and wind,
brothers in arms,
lost in the mist.
Earth will join,
Always hungry,
Only sated by meeting the fourth.
Water will run, circling Fire,
then Wind and Earth.
Lightning is trapped,
Ice will break the chains.
Finally, Air is waiting,
only to appear
when the end is near.”

Silence followed his recital, broken only by the flickering of the flame he suddenly conjured, hovering above his outstretched hand.

“I am fire.”

Cam got up and lazily moved his fingers through the air, creating a tiny tornado in the palm of his hand.

“I am wind.”

Jared stood up as well, opened his mouth – and laughed, bending over as his chuckles grew louder. “Sorry, but you’re a little too dramatic,” he wheezed in between laughs. “And I can’t show her earth without destroying the house.”

“You just destroyed my performance,” Flint complained, but a grin was slowly appearing on his face, making his eyes sparkle in the light of the fire he was still holding.

“Sorry,” Jared shrugged, still laughing. “Oh and by the way, you’re water, Macey.

“I got that, believe it or not,” she muttered. Maybe that wasn’t the comment she should have been addressing, after all, they had just told her she was a Warden, whatever one of those was.
Greenwood, Laura. Seven Wardens Omnibus: Books 1-4 (Seven Wardens Collections) (pp. 27-29). Peryton Press. Kindle Edition.

They need answers but the Staran has a mind of it’s own when they travel through it. We meet several interesting characters as the puzzle continues. They know they will need to find Ice to free Lightening and Macey keeps being attacked by a ‘Voice’ in her head. The Voice has Lightening, is leading Ice into a trap and it wants Macey. It seems to be collecting the Wardens and Macey needs her powers unlocked without returning to the loch to have her father do it.

Fast-paced with excitement, some laughs, kindle melting sizzle and so much more.

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Beyond the Loch – Seven Wardens Book 0.5 by Laura Greenwood & Skye MacKinnon


Beyond the Loch
Seven Wardens Book 0.5
By
USA Today Bestselling Authors
Skye MacKinnon
&
Laura Greenwood

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Adventure waits beyond the loch…

Before she became known as the Loch Ness Monster, Nessie was nothing more than a simple kelpie with big dreams.

When her chance for adventure comes, she grabs it with both hands, sending her to the depths of the ocean and mountain peaks. Though none of that compares to what awaits her heart when she meets a human who still believes in magic…

NOTE:
This story takes place before the Seven Wardens series but can be read as a standalone novella. There is no cliffhanger.

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Nessie is a Kelpie, she lives in a loch in northern Scotland. Young and inquisitive she wants to travel, to find answers to her painful shift from human to kelpie. With her parents blessing she leaves the loch to visit the Sea Kelpies. It is rumored that they have the answers she’s seeking.

At the beginning of her travels she meets Jonas, he is a ghost hunter of sorts. Wanting adventure she climbs Ben Nevis with him, for her it’s to see the sights for him he’s looking for the ghost from the tale she’s told him.

This is a favorite scene.

Reaching where it had gone, she noticed the small entrance to a cave. They’d have to duck, but it was clearly big enough for the two of them to get into.

“I guess we’re going in here,” she said.

“I thought you couldn’t see the ghost?” Jonas asked.

Nessie’s eyes widened. She hadn’t intended to let him know she’d been able to. “I couldn’t, but I did see a shimmer of light that you seemed to be following.”

The ghost’s chuckle filled the air around her. It seemed to know she was lying, though she had no idea how he possibly could. Especially when he wasn’t in the immediate vicinity.

Jonas nodded, clearly having believed her lie.

“Shall we?” he asked, waving towards the door.

“Might as well.” She didn’t wait for him to say anything else and ducked through the cave entrance.

After a couple of steps in complete darkness, the cave opened up and Nessie gasped at the view in front of her. Jewels twinkled in the walls in all colours, shapes, and sizes. Light bounced around, giving the cavern a mythical air.

“No one who sees this can say the supernatural isn’t real,” Jonas said when he reached her side.

She didn’t have the heart to tell him the effect was nothing to do with magic and everything to do with nature. Even if it wasn’t made that way, there was a magic in the way the place looked. Ethereal came to mind as a description.

“Welcome to the Cavern of Lights,” the ghost said, reappearing in his humanoid form, complete with kilt blowing in the non-existent wind.

“Thank you.” Jonas took a step forward. “Why have you brought us here, wise one?”

The ghost gave him an odd look before starting to laugh once more. “Wise one? Where did this one grow up?”

Nessie’s lips quirked up into a brief smile. It wasn’t Jonas’s fault he didn’t know how to address ghosts, even if that made it more amusing for her.

“My name is Gilbert. I’ll have none of this wise-one stuff.”

“Gilbert?” Jonas echoed.

“Aye. Is my name not a good one?” Menace flashed behind the ghost’s eyes. Nessie didn’t know how serious it was. She’d never met a ghost before, but from everything she’d heard, they could be rather temperamental creatures.

“It’s a very good name,” Jonas responded. “It just wasn’t what I expected.”

“You should always expect the unexpected, that way nothing ever comes as a surprise.”

“I’m not sure that’s true,” Nessie put in. “What if the expected happens? If you’re expecting the unexpected then the expected would surprise you. No?”

The ghost roared in laughter, filling the cavern with the sound as it bounced off the walls. “Now, now, I should have known better than to play word games with someone such as you. Aren’t you a long way from your loch?” He raised an eyebrow.

Nessie’s heart sank. She hoped he wouldn’t say any more, she wasn’t ready for Jonas to learn the truth about her and what she was. “Not as far as I could be.”

“I met your sort once before, while I was alive mind. She came from the sea. Beautiful, charming, but with the anger of the seas in her veins. Not one anyone should want to cross. I suspect you’re the same,” he told her.

“I’m from inland,” she countered.

“Means nought. Just because you have been something all your life, doesn’t mean that it’s what you’re meant to be. The sea is where you’ll find your answers.” His eyes pierced into her, giving weight to his words.

Nessie gulped. Maybe she should heed his words. She’d left the Loch for an adventure, after all, it wasn’t like she had a plan anyway.

“And what about me?” Jonas asked, having recovered from looking between them with a look of anger on his face. She was sure she’d have a lot of questions to answer after Gilbert had disappeared once more. At the moment, only Jonas’s eagerness to talk to the ghost before he disappeared was keeping her safe.

Gilbert studied him for a moment, a look of concentration marring his brow. “You are hard to read. I see two paths. One ends sooner than I think you’d like. The other takes you down a dangerous path that you’ll never return from.”

“If one of them ends soon, surely that’s the more dangerous path?” Nessie interrupted.

The ghost turned to her. “You think death is the most dangerous thing in the world?” He raised a ghostly eyebrow.

“It’s the most permanent,” she pointed out.

“Hardly.” He ran a hand down his body in explanation.

She had to admit he was right. He didn’t exactly support the hypothesis of death being the end. That was annoying.

“So death or danger are my options?” Jonas asked, not sounding as worried about it as Nessie would have liked considering they were talking about his future.

“Those are the paths I’m seeing, but all can still be changed. Human nature likes to change things even quicker than the unpredictable nature of the sea.”

“Should I be going to the coast too?” Jonas asked.

“Whatever gave you that idea?” Gilbert seemed genuinely taken aback by the question.

“You mentioned the sea for Nessie, and now again for me, I just thought…”

“I cannot tell either of you where you should go. All I can do is tell you what I see when I look at the two of you. Such are the restrictions of my kind.”
Greenwood, Laura. Beyond the Loch: A Seven Wardens Prequel . Peryton Press. Kindle Locations (460-499). Kindle Edition.

Once Jonas realizes she lied to him and was more than she said, he became angry causing Nessie to flee. She was off to complete her journey and learn how to shift with ease.

When she arrives at the Sea Kelpie’s domain under the sea, the welcome wasn’t what she expected. They are a bit angry, and when she meets up again with Jonas he isn’t exactly pleasant either.

Plenty of excitement, some interesting folklore, an unusual romance with sizzle, and the explanation of the Seven Wardens revealed as well as some very interesting facts about Nessie.

I am already starting the next book in this series.

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She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

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Inside the Egg – A Seven Wardens Story by Skye MacKinnon and Laura Greenwood


Inside the Egg
A Seven Wardens Story (Book 9)
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Laura Greenwood

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Macey thought she was done saving the world…she was wrong.

When Amber uncovers an egg that could destroy the world, Macey and the other Wardens are drawn into a race against time to defeat the evil lurking inside the egg.

Can they give in to the egg’s demands? Or is there a way to restore balance to the world without giving in?

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While I still haven’t caught up on this series, I really enjoyed this short story.

Izban gave Amber a Dragon egg because she missed having pets. When Macey sees it she starts asking questions Amber couldn’t answer.

This is a favorite scene.

Macey stared at the giant golden egg in her hands.

“And you’re sure this is a dragon egg?” she asked Amber, who was grinning at Macey’s stunned expression.

“Izban promised. He knows how much I miss having pets.”

Macey choked. “You’re going to have a dragon as a pet?”

“Hey, you have five guys to keep you company. Sometimes, Izban just isn’t cuddly enough.”

The beithir was right about that. Macey was constantly kept busy by her partners. They either wanted something from her, or decided she was in need of attention. Not that she complained. She loved them, each and every one. Cam and Flint, both wraiths but as different as day and night. Jared, the passionate incubus. Ronan, her gentle selkie. And Luc, the daimon who’d given up everything for her. She was truly blessed. Even if she sometimes missed having some alone time.

“How big is it going to get?” she asked her friend.

“Well, I guess dragon-big? But dragons live for centuries, so I assume they grow quite slowly.”

“You assume? There’s a lot of guesswork going on.”

Amber shrugged. “I’m planning to go to the library soon to find something on dragon husbandry. There has to be a guide somewhere. How else would people know how to raise dragons?”

Macey cocked her head to the side and studied her best friend. Was she being serious? A dragon sounded like a lot of trouble, even for a girl who could shift into what was ultimately a giant flying snake. And if Macey had learned anything from her adventures, it was that most things weren’t what they seemed on the outside. And almost all of them were more dangerous.

“Why don’t I come with you?” she suggested. She had plenty of time, with her men busy doing their own thing.

Jared was still asleep, completely sated from last night’s activities and in some kind of incubus stupor. Flint and Cam were off running errands, while Luc visited his mother, and Ronan was doing…

She frowned. She didn’t actually know what Ronan was doing, but she hadn’t seen him in a few hours.

Amber squealed with delight. “Yes, it’ll be just like old times.”
Skye MacKinnon; Laura Greenwood. Inside the Egg (Kindle Locations 62-79). Peryton Press. Kindle Edition.

In order to find out more about the egg they go to the library. What they discover isn’t a good thing, at least they don’t think so.

Quite a few twists and turns as a snake leaves the inside of the egg to attach itself to Amber.

A few interesting encounters including one with Macey’s mother.

I really have to read this series from the beginning.

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She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Countdown to Christmas: Below the Baubles – A Very Random Christmas Story/Seven Wardens Book 5. by Skye MacKinnon & Laura Greenwood


Below the Baubles
Seven Wardens Book 5.5
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Skye MacKinnon
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What present is waiting below the baubles?

Even Christmas doesn’t come without complications for kelpie shifter Macey. Her dreams of a quiet evening with her men are ruined when worrying news arrives from Germany (delivered by a garden gnome, no less).

At least this time, it isn’t all work and no play, there’s plenty of time to warm up from the cold outside for the Wardens.

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A steamy Christmas story, part of the bestselling Seven Wardens series, a reverse harem drenched in Scottish mythology.

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I find I’m kicking off this Christmas Season with a white hot read. Yep this will melt the ice for sure.

Macey is a Kelpie Princess in a relationship with five men. They are part of the Seven Wardens, their purpose is to protect the world from dangers and threats humans are better off not knowing about.

When a garden gnome shows up at her door, she is quite surprised but he quickly explains he is a Kabouter from Belgium who has been undercover as a garden gnome in Germany. He needs their help containing Knecht Ruprecht, Saint Nicolas’ loyal servant who has started to run amok. Leaving several dead in his path.

This is a favorite scene as they listen to the problem and learn the location.

“You’re pretending to be a garden gnome?” Macey repeated. “Doesn’t that get boring?”

He shook his head. “It’s quite fascinating, actually. But that’s not why I’m here. I was told of a monster that stalks the nightly streets of Germany and I need your help to get rid of it.”

“Germany?” She’d never been there. She’d been to Belgium to meet the Kabouters and to Ireland, but that was as far as her international travel experience went. Until she met her men, she’d never even left Scotland.

“Yes. They have the legend of Knecht Ruprecht, the servant of Saint Nicholas.” He must have noticed the Wardens’ clueless faces because he started to sigh and leaned back in his chair. “How much do you know about German Christmas traditions?”

“They invented the Christmas tree,” Macey said proudly, remembering reading that somewhere.

Wolfgang dismissively shook his head. “They celebrate Saint Nicholas Day on the sixth of December. Children put out their shoes and hope that Nicholas will fill them with fruit, nuts and sweets overnight. Like your stockings here in Britain. But he’s accompanied by Knecht Ruprecht, his fearsome but loyal servant. If a child has been bad, Ruprecht will use his switch to punish the child instead of giving it presents.”

“That’s not very nice,” Macey muttered.

“It was only a legend and tradition, something to scare children and make them behave,” Wolfgang explained. “But now, he’s become real. He’s become an actual person who doesn’t just beat up children. He’s attacked and killed several humans. He needs to be stopped.”

Macey sighed. Why did it always have to be the bad folk beliefs coming to life, like the Mahoun, the devil, who they’d encountered a while back? It would be a lot more fun if Saint Nicholas suddenly existed and gave her some treats. Waffles, preferably, although not in her shoes, but on her plate.

“How many?” Rónán asked.

“At least six dead so far and that’s in my town only. I don’t know if he’s been active in other places as well. You need to go there now to prevent more people from getting hurt. It’s the sixth of December tomorrow and we’re all afraid that he’s only been practising so far. He might kill a lot more than just those half dozen people.”

Macey nodded. They needed to do something and the gnome was right, she and her men were the best people for the job. They were part of the Seven Wardens, the beings tasked with protecting the world from threats like this one.

“Where do we need to go?” she asked.

Wolfgang smiled. “My new home. Heidelberg. It’s a beautiful place.”

“The city of love,” Jared said with a grin. “Every incubus knows it. There’s a song about it, I lost my heart in Heidelberg. Ever heard it?”

Macey shook her head. “I can’t say that I have.”

“Yeah, you’re probably too young. But I’ve always wanted to go there and see the old town and the castle.

There’s a fountain featuring Bacchus, the God of love and wine. It’s said that if you throw a coin in the fountain, you’ll be lucky in love.”

Macey laughed. “I don’t think you need to do that.”

He shrugged. “It sounds like a fun thing to do.”

He was right. Maybe, once they’d killed Knecht Ruprecht, they could have some love time in Heidelberg. Their life had been rather busy recently, so this might be just the holiday they needed.
Skye MacKinnon; Laura Greenwood. Below the Baubles: A Very Random Christmas Story (Kindle Locations 72-76). Peryton Press.

Now once they arrive at the destination they have time before they start searching for their quarry. So they spend that in their hotel room, enjoying some afternoon delight.

This is a quick, enjoyable read and I warn you it is extremely hot before they even get to their objective.

I haven’t read the rest of this series but I think I have to go back to the beginning and check it out. I need to know how this relationship began.

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Skye MacKinnon is a USA Today & International Bestselling Author whose books are filled with strong heroines who don’t have to choose.

She embraces her Scottishness with fantastical Scottish settings and a dash of mythology, no matter if she’s writing about Celtic gods, cat shifters, or the streets of Edinburgh.

When she’s not typing away at her favourite cafe, Skye loves dried mango, as much exotic tea as she can squeeze into her cupboards, and being covered in pet hair by her two bunnies, Emma and Darwin.

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Laura is a USA Today Bestselling Author of paranormal, fantasy, and contemporary romance. When she’s not writing, she can be found drinking ridiculous amounts of tea, trying to resist French Macaroons, and watching the Pitch Perfect trilogy for the hundredth time (at least!)

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