How have you been? We, characters, have been busy.
What have we been up to?
A lot of book things!
The cast sat down over the holidays to discuss our books. We need something to do while our Scribe, (Melinda) is visiting family and doing holiday things. When she’s not writing, then we’re not adventuring, and that’s boring. It might not be other fictional characters, but we thrive on magical mayhem, and we need our Scribe for that.
So what did we discuss?
You might be wondering why we talked about boxed sets.
Well, we want to make it easy for you to catch up if you get behind on our series, so boxed sets seemed like the ideal solution. Until we ran into cover issues and formatting problems…
But we solved those issues! And now we’re proud to present…
They’re all published in ebook and paperback on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Apple, Google Play, Kobo, Kobo Plus, and other stores, or they should be by the time you open this email.
Curse Breaker Books 1-3 includes Curse Breaker Enchanted, Curse Breaker Darkens, and Curse Breaker Faceted.
Curse Breaker Books 4-6 includes Curse Breaker Falls, Curse Breaker Sundered, and Curse Breaker Hidden.
His Angelic Keeper Books 1-3 includes His Angelic Keeper, His Angelic Keeper Hidden, and His Angelic Keeper Fallen.
And they’ve arrived just in time for the release of Curse Breaker Fallout. So if you’ve fallen behind and need to catch up, we’ve made it easy to do that.
And now, we would like to unveil the cover for Curse Breaker Fallout.
Isn’t it epic? Curse Breaker Fallout is preceded by Curse Breaker Hidden/Curse Breaker Books 4-6 and His Angelic Keeper Tempted. Order your copy now. Curse Breaker Fallout publishes on Jan. 31 in all stores.
So that’s what we’ve been up to. We hope you enjoy the fruits of our labor.
And now, since His Angelic Keeper Tempted precedes Curse Breaker Fallout, we’d better return to our special preview.
His Angelic Keeper Tempted
by Melinda Kucsera
That was okay. Fedre had met enough angels on this adventure so far. He could skip meeting another one. “Do either of you know where my mother is?” He’d accept help from anyone at this point.
The fire creature shrugged, then disappeared. “I’m sure you’ll find her. Part of her is always here. She’s annoying like that.”
Okay. If they wouldn’t help, then he’d better get back to his search. Fedre turned and chose a new direction. Before he’d gone clockwise, but now he tried moving counterclockwise through the fires radiating out from the present. He couldn’t check them all, not in the time he could spend here. At a certain point, his powers would pull him back to the present, even if he wasn’t ready to go. So he’d better make the most of it while he was here.
“Someone ought to see this, so they can do something about it. Since you’re here, you’re elected.” The angel grabbed his arm and dragged him over to a small cluster of fires that had just sprung up behind several larger ones he’d already checked.
“What am I looking at?” Fedre stared into the flames. Shapes moved in them, and images blossomed in his head as his gift took over.
A cavern so large Fedre couldn’t see its other end appeared in his mind’s eye. Two bat-winged, man-shaped creatures made of liquid darkness wrestled with another creature above that deep chasm. Somehow, they could fight and fly at the same time. They must be the Adversary’s minions.
One minion slammed his head back and tried to break the other minion’s nose, but it just bounced back after each blow.
“Going somewhere?” the Adversary said as he appeared. Unlike his minions, he didn’t have any wings, but he didn’t need them because his torso ended at a cloud as black as his robes, like a djinn from a bard’s tale. A cloak covered his head and shaded his face if he had one. His violet glowing eyes seemed to float in the darkness under his hood.
Creepy. Fedre rubbed the gooseflesh on his arms at the sight. The Adversary conjured a harpoon out of the darkness wreathing his hands. He launched one at each of his minions, catching one in the chest, another in the shoulder, and a third in the gut.
Only two minions screamed in pain. The other minion gazed at the Adversary the way a dog looked at his master after receiving a treat. Or he did until his face dissolved into a smooth black oval that had no expression at all, nor any features. Minion number three was clay in his master’s hands again, and that suited that creature just fine.
Fedre shuddered. He couldn’t understand that kind of mindless devotion to a villain, of all things.
“Keep watching,” the angel said, but her voice came from far away. Was she walking away from him? If so, her feet didn’t make a sound.
“Yes, keep watching.” The fire creature stood right behind him now, and her light brightened the scene. He couldn’t believe it had taken this long to figure out who she was.
One of Mom’s oldest titles was the Illuminator of the Future, and that’s what this creature was: the light that revealed the future. But she could be nicer about it. She must get lonely here. He didn’t know how many Fates there were in the world anymore, or how many were in his family.
Not all of his sibs came here. Some weren’t powerful enough to walk this deep into the future. Some could only see visions, and some of his sibs avoided their gifts. But Mom loved them all, no matter what they chose. She didn’t care whether they accepted their gifts or rejected them. That was their decision, and it had nothing to do with the love she bore them.
“What am I looking at?” Because all Fedre saw were shadows in the flames now, and none were recognizable.
“Look there.” The fire creature turned his head until Fedre nodded, but she didn’t let go.
The Adversary laughed as he tugged the dark cords attached to the harpoons impaling his minions. “Come along, boys. It’s time you moved on. You’ve got work to do.”
“Where’s Gore?” one of his minions asked.
“Don’t worry. You’ll see him soon. Where’s your other friend, what’s his name?” The Adversary snapped his fingers. But none of them supplied a name. “Weren’t there five of you?”
“No, there’s just three of us.”
The Adversary gestured to his sycophant. “How many friends do you have?” But the third minion had sunk deep into his influence.
“Just you, Master.”
“I don’t believe you. I think you have more friends out there. They can’t help you where you’re going. Malachiah!” The Adversary gestured, and an insectoid man with flaming wings appeared. The gold collar around his neck glowed, so did his violet eyes.
“You called?” Malachiah studied them as he floated there. His prehensile tail slashed angrily at the air behind him and sent dark droplets of ichor flying from its bleeding end. It looked like someone had chopped off the end of his tail. Blood spattered his horns and ripped white robes too.
So the gateway hadn’t destroyed him when it had collapsed. Damn it. At least that meant that Sovvan was probably still alive and kicking too, or whatever passed for that in her state. But Fedre hadn’t seen any hint of her in the fires of the future. Then again, she wasn’t alive, so she might not have a future anymore to see. That last time he’d seen her here might have been a fluke.
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