The Fated Series, 2
Genres: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Published: Nov. 13, 2015
Untold Press www.untoldpress.com
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Everything has changed—people, my life—no one and nothing is as it seems. With each new threat, the idea of normal slips farther beyond my reach.
A relationship with Blain is everything Trinity has ever wished for—even before she realized she wanted it, but after the near fatal attack with Melia, something changes. The connection that binds them shifts and a dark force threatens to wedge the two apart. Trinity’s only hope for the life she craves is stopping Melia and her Immortal Rogues.
But fate always has an ulterior plan.
As Trinity’s eighteenth birthday draws near, more abilities manifest. But controlling them is a problem. During an emergency Watcher meeting, some question if Trinity is strong enough to carry out the task she is fated to uphold.
Secrets are revealed, and lives are lost. Melia has plans to awaken an ancient god whose wrath—if released—is sure to create more devastation than Pandora. As new threats surface, fear spreads. Fighting to keep the people Trinity cares for safe may be more than she can handle.
In the end, light may not be enough to outshine the darkness.
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Meet Angela McPherson
Born and currently residing in Midland, Texas, Angela shuffles three busy children (not including her husband) all over the place. She works in a busy pediatric doctor’s office as a nurse during the day and writes at night. She is addicted to coffee–who isn’t? And firmly believes chocolate can fix all–especially chocolate ice cream. She laughs a lot, often at herself and is willing to try anything once (she thinks). When Angela isn’t rushing kids around, working or writing, she’s reading. Other than life experience, Angela turns to a wide variety of music to help spark her creative juices. She loves to dance and sing though her kids often beg her not to.
❤ Excerpt ❤
Waking up every morning to Blain and his skillful, mind-blowing kisses definitely made starting the day easier. Those lips of his had a way of making me forget the outside world. His clean cotton and fresh-out-of-the-shower scent clung to him like static, and I couldn’t get enough. The feeling of comfort and safety while wrapped in his arms enveloped me, and the terrible images that startled me awake earlier faded away.
Melia being a Rogue and nearly killing me was frightening. But seeing the black orb attack Blain was a whole new level of terrifying. He seemed okay, though. God, I hoped he was okay.
Blain inched back, definitely far enough to see redness spread across my face, and grinned. His stare, the desire and need held there, made my pulse race. “God, you’re beautiful,” he said, stroking a thumb across my cheek.
His tender touch burned through me. The familiar buzz danced along my skin, and the colors from our power–white and gold– followed the sweet caress.
“This is my favorite part, the pink across your cheeks and knowing I put it there.”
I smiled. “Mine is definitely your lips.”
In turn, they kicked up in a sinful smile. The single butterfly in my stomach multiplied into a swarm. The clear blue in his eyes darkened, and he brought his mouth over mine.
Blain’s kiss started nice and slow. His hand slid down my side, finding the edge of my shirt, along with a bundle of feelings I shouldn’t be exploring just yet.
My heart thudded in a staccato-style rhythm. More heat rushed over my skin like a furnace.
I didn’t want to stop. Didn’t want to think about what Melia’s next move may be. Silently, I wished that her army of Rogues, and all the other obstacles in our way, would disappear.
We’d almost lost each other during the near-fatal fight with Melia. Death gave a person a sense of perspective, and living in the moment, with Blain, was the only place I wanted to be.
“Stop worrying,” Blain said against my lips, then pulled away. “Right now is about me making up for being a jerk, and for not doing more of this sooner.”
I wanted to let it go. So bad, but the spinning wheel of thoughts in my brain refused to slow down. “What if Melia sends her Rogues after us? We should probably get a few workouts in, so I’m better prepared.” A spike of terror tugged at my insides.
“You’re right, we need to get you better prepared. But first I need to do a full body inspection. Make sure all your parts are workable,” he said, pressing his lower half into me.
Before I could reply, he skimmed his tongue across my lower lip, dissolving whatever smartass comment was about to come out.
I granted him access, and the worry of Melia’s attack faded. A clear image of Blain filtered in–the sexy, lone-dimpled grin he’d given me over a dozen times. Private moments between us were few. Losing myself with Blain… his touch, his lips, his everything, turned my bones to mush.
If only the bliss could’ve lasted longer.
The somber memory of yesterday, Blain’s life nearly lost, all still too real. The awareness created an empty pit in my stomach. Within seconds, the daydreamed effects of us together and safe shattered.
My body stiffened. Thank goodness Morpheus barged in before Blain caught on that something was wrong.
Blain’s wandering hand on my stomach froze, and his lips stopped moving. Resting his forehead against mine, a growling sound deep in his throat emerged. “I should’ve let you take him out,” he said, frustrated.
I smiled. Regardless of what was going on, knowing the effect I had over Blain kinda rocked. Strike that, it totally kicked ass.
Blain sighed. “Please tell me the reason you’re in my room is because you’ve found Melia and destroyed her. I’d really like to get back to spending time with my girlfriend.”
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So, I have a few things going on in this post. A chapter from Blain’s POV, but first, some bloopers…
I lifted my shit over my head to dry my face. Something hit me, a feeling. <<Um, I have an aversion with the letter R? I did the SAME thing in Hope’s Decree. ~smh~
She’d barley been able to hold steady her created weapon of choice. <<I think I wanted a beer? Isn’t beer made from barely or is it wheat or both? Either way it’s strange because I don’t drink beer…I prefer wine or Jack and coke, but mostly coffee. That’s it for me being goofy…for now because I’m sure it’ll happen again.
On to my other news: I wrote a short chapter (from Hope’s Decree) from Blain’s perspective for my friend, Mia because she’s awesome and she LOVED the book. Her blog site is so much fun and she hosts tons of giveaways. Be sure to check her out (her sticker site thingy is on my page. All you have to do is click on it).
Now, Krystal Clear Book Blog asked me to pick different actors for each character in Hope’s Decree…I chose Chace Crawford as Blain. What do y’all think? Yes…No?
Blain’s POV (visual-aid to help)
End of Chapter 9 ~ Camp Hell
Unlike mortals I couldn’t read Trinity’s mind, it was blocked from me. However, there were moments when her emotions came through so clearly, I knew precisely what she thought.
Earlier when I’d cut her arm, she instantly became enraged and exactly why I’d done it. Trinity’s emotions were a direct link to her abilities and she needed to tap into her powers. Feeding off her heated emotions, she allowed herself to give in and our training session was underway.
By the end of the afternoon Trinity’s arms fell to her sides. She’d barely been able to hold steady her created weapon of choice. Her clothes and hair stuck to her skin from sweat, making her like a beautiful warrior princess. I shook my head, pushing all thoughts of how amazing she was out of my head.
She bent over. “Blain. I…need…to…rest.” Automatically I thought to charge her, but she’d probably welcome being knocked out. She’d done well today and deserved a break. I gave in.
“I think you’re right.”
Her stunned expression when she peaked up made me smile. Her cheeks flushed. I’d spend everyday making her blush if…if I could admit how I felt about her. No, I needed to be her protector and nothing more. Being involved would only create problems.
“Thanks,” she said, relaxing her shoulders. I gave a curt nod and made myself busy by putting away the weapons in my bag.
The sun seemed to beat down hotter and beads of moisture slid into my eyes. I lifted my shirt over my head to dry my face. Something hit me, a feeling. The magic of this place heightened our senses and there was no mistaking what I felt or the person those feelings came from. Yeah, she wanted me, badly.
I turned and looked in her direction, but she was too busy checking me out to notice at first. She Snapped out of her lingering gaze, her eyes wide and her entire face covered in crimson. So beautiful.
“I think we should go back to the truck. I need to get home,” she said, quick and breathless. I did my best not to laugh. When she wasn’t being stubborn, she was absolutely adorable.
“Sure,” I agreed. Trinity walked over and helped finish piling the weapons into the bag, though she made sure to keep her distance. After dropping the set of numb chucks into the pile, I noticed the dried blood on her arm. I clenched my jaw. The cut looked deeper than I’d thought.
“Let me see your arm.” Trinity looked at me with confusion and I pointed to the ripped sleeve.
“Um, I think it’ll be okay. I’ll just clean it when I get home.” She was nervous. God help me because I liked making her feel that way. Before I let her talk me out of it, I held my ground and stepped closer.
“I’m not asking.” Carefully, I pushed the fabric up, not wanting to hurt her any more than necessary.
Anytime we touched a connection pulsed between us, but here in the clearing, the connection turned into a carnivorous need. As if she were my first and last breath of fresh air and without her, I’d suffocate.
“I can heal this,” I said, my voice thick and low. “This place enhances my abilities.” My heart raced like jackhammer inside my chest as I slowly covered her cut with my hand. Immediate heat and fire seeped from me to her and Trinity’s skin began to glow under my hand.
I heard her quick gasp and then her legs weakened.Without thinking I wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her tight against my chest. To be honest, I didn’t want her any other place. Her heart beat as quick as mine.
Trinity lifted her gaze and I stared into her soft golden-brown eyes. I wanted to lean forward and feel the pressure of her full lips against mine. Then, like a volcano, her emotions exploded and our powers merged.
Even stranger as our hearts began to beat in time with the other. I wanted her like nothing I’d ever wanted before. Time slowed. Her desire mixed with mine pressured us closer. I should’ve stopped. I should’ve pushed her away, but she held me captive with her eyes.
I felt my oath—to only be her protector—slip, but then she moved and the spell broke.
I forced myself away, containing the ache of immediately wanting her back. I took slow, deliberate breaths to recover the cold feelings she ejected at me. Trinity glanced at the healed cut on her arm, shocked. Her body began to shake and her eyes misted. I didn’t dare touch her or move closer, even though every piece of me begged to comfort her.
She continued trembling. I clenched my hands into fists. “Trinity,” I said, my voice strained.
“I’m fine.” With furious speed she turned her back and headed for the path of trees in front of us. “I want to go home.” Shame, embarrassment and hurt shot out from her, and a shiver of ice pierced my heart. I should’ve tried to explain why I denied her, but at that moment I wasn’t sure who I’d be convincing. Me or Trinity?
I needed a minute to regroup and watched her from afar, taking in the sway of way her hips, and the sun glinting through her sandy-blonde hair. When I felt certain I could contain my feelings, I caught up with her and walked back to my truck.
During the hour or so ride back into town neither of us spoke. The silence gave me time to think of what to say, only when I attempted to open my mouth, I drew up a blank. The only thing on my mind were her lips, or the way her body felt pressed against mine. I thought when we’d driven away from the magical infused clearing I’d be able to block out how much I wanted her. Only it didn’t work that way.
The next thing I knew we were parked in her driveway. I gulped, ready to say something, but she beat me to it. Kind of.
“Uh…” She didn’t finish and I stepped in.
“What are you doing later?” What the hell? I hadn’t meant to ask her that.
Trinity turned to face me. “I’m going bowling with everyone.” Everyone included Trevor, her mortal boyfriend. I gnashed my teeth together to keep from shouting. Right then I couldn’t look at her and turned my attention to the houses across the street.
“Oh, okay.” She’d made the right choice…even though it sucked ass.
“Yeah,” she opened the cab door, “whatever.” I glanced at her, then wished I hadn’t. Pain and hurt lined her face, splintering my soul. Her expressive eyes haunted me and I looked away, refusing to stop her.
She needed to leave, and soon before I ended up taking her in my arms and making her forget his name. I counted slowly in my head to keep from looking at her, again.
I could feel her frustration. Giving up, she jumped out and slammed my door shut. Good thing car manufacturers knew how to make sturdy vehicles back in the day. I allowed myself one quick glance, and found her slamming the front door shut.
I drove back to my house. The floral shampoo she used and the hint of strawberry scented lipgloss she always wore lingered in the tiny space, torturing me. Quick as lightening, I opened the door and headed inside my house.
Chapter 10 ~ Crossroads
I should have known she’d be a pain in my ass. I’d never been around anyone more stubborn or frustrating to deal with. I could see the Gods laughing at me from above. Blonde hair, full, moist lips, emotionally charged eyes, and soft skin haunted me for hours.
I worked up a sweat practicing combat moves on dummies in my backyard. When that didn’t help make me forget her, I mowed the lawn. I never mowed the lawn. Nothing seemed to help wash the memory of her away. Parched and covered in dirt and grass, I headed inside to wash up.
I welcomed the hot rushing water and rested my head against the shower wall. For the first time since I’d dropped Trinity off I felt relaxed.
The front door opened and closed and I finished up my somewhat relaxing shower. After dressing in my room, I walked out to the living room.
“Hey. I thought I’d go into the city tonight,” Melia said when I walked in.
“Yeah, okay. Any new leads?” A new lead was the perfect distraction. Melia turned around and smiled.
“Eager to destroy tonight?”
“Something like that.”
“Hmm, why don’t you go instead?” Melia cocked her brow, waiting for my reply.
“Yeah, sure. Why not.”
“Perfect. Keep me posted on your progress.” I nodded and turned to leave the living room when she stopped me.
“Have you made progress with the girl?” My shoulders tensed.
“She has a name.” I worked my shoulders and shook my hands to keep from reacting.
“What does it matter as long as she figures out how to wield her powers?” Whipping around, I moved in front of her. Inches from Melia’s face, so she could see my expression clearly, leaving her no room to doubt how close I was to kicking her ass.
“We’ve been over this before. Trinity is important to the lives of every mortal on earth.” And mine, though I kept that fact silent. “Her gift is growing, but she isn’t strong enough yet and I will not throw her into battle until I know she’s ready.” I could feel the energy coursing inside of me, ready to strike at any second. Why couldn’t Melia get it through her thick head that I would not risk Trinity’s life? “This discussion is over…understood?” Melia cocked her head to the side, contemplating what to say. If she was smart, she’d think carefully before answering.
“Of course.” She smiled. “I’d never risk her life.” We stared at the other for a long minute and then Melia turned and hurried away.
Glancing at the clock hanging on the wall, I knew Trinity would be meeting everyone any minute now. I made a quick decision to check on her before hunting. Grabbing my keys on the coffee-table, I headed out.
The traffic was slow and I made it to the bowling alley in no time. I parked next to Trinity’s bug, but didn’t get out.
“Dammit!” I hit the steering-wheel. I needed to check on her, but I didn’t have to let her see me. After I made sure she was okay, I’d leave. With my plan set, I stepped out into the night air, thinking back on the day.
Being near Trinity today, touching her, every second with her drove me crazy. Something happened when I healed her wound today. I’d lived longer than one person should, but I’d never had such strong feelings before. To say she affected me was an understatement, and knowing she was on a date with Trevor made me….well, I wanted to hurt him. She deserved more than he could give her. No, I couldn’t allow myself to think that way.
Reaching the front doors, I paused before walking in. Even from this distance I could feel her….she was happy. Anger rose and I pushed the doors open, following the connection between us.
Once inside, it didn’t take long to find her. With my enhanced vision I could see her from across the room. Trevor leaned in and kissed her. As if seeing him with his tongue down her throat wasn’t bad enough, I watched her grip the front of his shirt and pull him closer.
Something in me snapped. I had one goal in mind: kill the mortal. I stepped forward and then noticed them pull apart. I froze, wondering what she was doing and then it hit. She could feel me in the room. She turned and resignation lit her face.
I heard her tell Trevor she’d be back. What did she regret? Did it really matter? My goal was to make sure she was okay. I guess I’d gotten my answer.
Before she could catch up to me, I hurried away from the what I wanted most….her.
Hello everyone 🙂 I wanted to thank each and every person who has bought, borrowed HD. This morning Hope’s Decree ranked #14 on Kindle’s Best Seller list. Amazing! I’m beyond words…may be because I’m so tired I can’t think, but really, I’m speechless. For those who know me, me speechless is a miracle. Seriously. So, later when I’ve slept I’ll be giving signed copies of Hope’s Decree away. You guys and gals are the most amazing book loving people EVER…now finish reading below:D Today marks the end of our fun character interviews. I had a blast! I want to thank each author for agreeing to join me and for giving us a little more insight from some of our favorite characters. If you missed who came over, here’s a list: J.A. Campbell (Sabaska’s Tale), Laura Thalassa (The Unearthly), Katy O’Dowd (The Lady Astronomer), Joanne Wadsworth (Warrior), Sean Hayden (My Soul to Keep) and Jen Wylie (Broken Prince). You ladies and gentleman, rock! Now, on to Morpheus, Blain and Trinity from my book, Hope’s Decree….
“Morpheus, Trinity and Blain, thanks for answering a few questions. *Everyone nods and smiles back* My first question goes to Morpheus. Morpheus, I’ve had ladies who want to know what song you were singing in the car with Trinity?” *Blain laughs and Morpheus lean forward and glares back at him.*
“What’s so funny?” Morpheus crosses his arms over chest.
“Dude, you’ve been going on and on about all the questions you’d be asked.” Blain pauses, attempting to control his fits of laughter. “And the top question is what song you were singing?”
Morpheus directs his attention back to me. “Sorry. Snookums is jealous of all the action I get.” *Morpheus clears his throat* “I believe the song was Blake Shelton’s, Honey Bee. *Morpheus turns to look at Trinity.*
“Um, don’t look at me. I told you I don’t like sappy country music crap.”
“Okay, let’s move on. Morpheus, what was is like when you were evil and do you miss it?”
“Great question, Angela.” Morpheus winks. “When Psycho drove the orb into my chest, I didn’t feel anything. It felt like a weight had lifted and all the things I’d thought were wrong, weren’t. To say I don’t miss it would be a lie.” Morpheus grins wickedly. “Cause ya know, sometimes being a little bad is oh so good.”
“Doesn’t surprise me,” Blain spit out in a rush. Trinity reaches over and laces her fingers through his.
“Be nice,” she whispered in his ear. “Aww, is sweet-cheeks in a bad mood?” Suddenly a flash of white light zaps Morpheus in the chest and knocks him out of his chair and onto the hard ground.
“Hey, what’s with you?” Morpheus stands while dusting off his shirt and then moves back into his seat. “Maybe that’ll teach you to be nice. This,” Trinity waves her hand toward me, “is a professional interview. People aren’t going to want to read about us if you continue being an ass.” Trinity glares while Morpheus rolls his eyes.
“I’m trying to keep the interview fun and interesting, but I can only do so much. You two could help me out.” Morpheus laughs and both Blain and Trinity sends a small current of energy into his chest, again. “When this is over…it’s on.” Morpheus sulks in his chair.
“Let’s move to you, Blain. When you first met Trinity, what did you think of her?”
“Oh, this should be good,” Trinity says, and turns to look at Blain. “Well,” Blain starts and looks at Trinity. “I thought she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid my eyes on….even with popcorn falling from her hair and soda soaked through her shirt.” He winks, and Trinity’s cheeks blush.
“Gag. You two need a break from each other,” Morpheus grumbles.
“You’re just jealous because Crystal hasn’t returned any of your phone calls.” Trinity turns and sticks her tongue out at Morpheus.
“Next question’s for Blain,” I say, interrupting their banter. “The fight between you and Melia was pretty intense. I didn’t think you were going to make it out alive, but you did. Can you talk about what happened? What thoughts ran through your mind, that sort of thing?” Blain slides his hand out from Trinity’s, but only to turn and gaze adoringly back at her. Lifting his hand, he brushes away a few fallen tears down her reddened cheek. Clearing his throat, Blain turns back toward me, his expression grim.
“It was the worst day of my entire existence. When I fought Melia, my only goal was to destroy her for what she’d done to Trinity. I didn’t feel anything but hate and vengeance. I wanted to end her.” Golden light begins to outline his frame, and his eyes close. Breathing in deeply, he continues. “All that registered was Trinity’s fallen figure, lifelessly resting on the snow covered ground. I thought—” *Silence*
“It’s okay, we can stop there,” I allowed after a minute.
“Dude, you are such a wuss,” Morpheus says, breaking the uncomfortable silence. “If Trinity dies, the story is over. No more me, the most wanted bachelor on earth, and yeah, no more you either. Get over yourself.”
Trinity grabs Blain’s hand before he can reach across for Morpheus. “Come on, try it. Looks like you’re still a little slow, brother.” Trinity turns toward Morpheus and frowns.
“Continue egging him on, and next time I won’t stop him from kicking your arrogant ass.”
“Next time I’ll be sure to interview you all separately.” Turning toward Trinity I ask, “Trinity, you’ve embraced your gifts. Accepted your destiny and gotten Blain to admit that he’s crazy about you.” Trinity’s face turns red. “How are you keeping it together?”
“Well, I wouldn’t say I’m keeping it together. More like I just keep moving on. If I allow myself to think about everything for too long I start to freak out. As far as getting this guy,” Trinity gestures to Blain, “I had to drink some nasty stuff which made me forget who he was, and then almost die before he admitted his feelings. I wouldn’t recommend going to such extremes for another guy ever again.”
“Hey, what do you mean another guy?” Blain’s anger is clear to read and his deep blue eyes turns cold. Morpheus laughs.
“Well,” Trinity glares back at him, “it took you way too long to admit you couldn’t live without me.” Blain’s face smooths.
“Fair point,” Blain concedes.
“Fantastic! Thanks for sharing. I just have one more question for Trinity. After your near death experience, you went back to Blain’s house for the night.”
“Oh, Gods. I’m going to vomit,” Morpheus says, covering his ears.
“Anyway, you had a horrific dream. Do you think it means anything?” Trinity’s eyes darts to her trembling hands.
“Hey,” Blain says sweetly, lifting her chin and looks into her eyes. “What dream is she talking about?” Within seconds, fury highlights his face. Blain rushes around Trinity, jerks Morpheus out of his seat, and throws him across the room.
“Blain, no!” Trinity’s voice echoes in the small room.
“What the hell?” Morpheus looks around the room, pissed. Then being his true self, winks and says, “Did she dream about me?” Blain’s face darkeners more and a blaze of golden sparks fly toward him. Moving with the speed of light, Morpheus dodges the attack, all the while laughing. Running to Blain, Trinity grabs the front of his shirt and shakes him, hard.
“Hey, I’m right here. Stop it.” It takes Blain a few seconds to calm down. The air in the room turns chilly. Blain looks at Trinity and then glares at Morpheus. Finally with a curt nod from Blain, all three take their seats again.
“Before one of you injures the other or blows up this room, we’ll finish…. as soon as Trinity answers my last question.” Trinity holds Blain’s hand, a pained look crosses her face. With a sigh she starts.
“I dreamt that Blain was being attacked and I couldn’t reach him.” Trinity closes her eyes and bows her head, taking a few seconds to compose herself. “I had a terrible feeling, like something was wrong and then I found Blain wrapped in darkness.” Opening her eyes, Trinity turns toward Blain. “I’m not sure if I dreamt that because I saw Melia throw that huge black ball of energy at you or what, but it felt so real.”
Tears trickle down her cheeks. Blain’s expression remains blank, too hard to interpret. “At the end, your body was covered in black and then you disappeared all together.”
I turn my attention to Blain and asked, “Blain, would you like to tell us how you feel or what you think of Trinity’s dream?” Blain looks away from Trinity and with coldness in his voice says, “This interview is over.”
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