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Ben Pryor grew up as an average kid in Camden, Maine, unaware of the supernatural storm brewing in his Celtic blood. However, at nineteen, as the last born in the royal line of the beings that once ruled Atlantis, Ben has eagerly embraced his newfound abilities and birthright.
When Caleb, his sister’s mate, goes missing under suspicious circumstances, the prime suspect is the last remaining member of the overthrown corrupt Guardian Council.
With the discovery that an old acquaintance has been keeping secrets and the future Ben was so sure of shifting before his eyes, the situation becomes more complicated, the ransom for Caleb too high.
In the sequel to Shades of Atlantis, Ben will delve deeper than he ever imagined into the magical old ways of the Guardians, the secrets of Excalibur, and the truth behind the legend of King Arthur.
Emma lifted her arm and pointed, bringing our attention to the water. Her eyebrows arched in astonishment. “We still have company.”
Guinevere’s fingers tightened and her entire body appeared to go ridged to the point of breaking. Her eyes locked mine with a strange little twitch in the corner of the one on the left. She swallowed. I was the only thing blocking her view from the water. I wanted to look, but it seemed like a needless cruelty to tear my eyes away and leave her hanging.
“Guinevere?” The voice was male and unsure. It had to be to Arthur.
The startled gasp that escaped Guinevere’s throat confirmed it. She closed her eyes, breaking our connection, and her cheeks flushed, a smile tugging at her quivering lips.
Her grip intensified when he called her name again. “Is this real?” She whispered, hopefully.
“If real means I can hear him too.”
She smiled and tilted her head sideways to look around me. Guinevere’s hand slipped out of my grasp and she moved away slowly, over the sodden ground.
The man by the water had to be Arthur Pendragon. At first sight, he appeared little older than the rest of us and as though stepped from the pages of a history book…or a renaissance fair. He wore a tunic with the emblem of a red dragon and boots that came up to his knees. Unlike the rest of us, he was clean and dry, as though he had materialized from air. His hands suddenly jerked to his stomach and clutched at the fabric. One swiped through his hair before he examined it, perhaps searching for evidence of his previous injuries.
Guinevere approached him tentatively, mud squelching up around her feet.
“Ben, look,” Amanda leaned into my side a whispered. She inclined her head to the nearby farmhouse where the lights were coming on one by one. “We have to leave, now.”
“It’s been centuries for them, we can spare thirty seconds,” I replied, keeping my voice low too.
Amanda’s lip pressed together in surprise. I couldn’t help it. I remembered when it was me seeing her again for the first time after I’d thought she was lost to me at Tara. They needed a moment to process…but, a moment was all we could spare. The Fáidh were nothing, if not dramatic and their little ground-shaker stunt would probably bring unwanted attention soon.
“I was gone a long time,” Arthur said, taking in the group before him.
Guinevere stopped about a foot away. She nodded.
He shook his head and raked both hands through his hair in anguish. “I confess, I am at a loss to understand much of what has transpired, Guinevere.”
“Guys,” Emma joined us. “This reunion needs a change of location.”
“Guinevere,” I called reluctantly. “We can do this back at the house.”
She raised a hand to hush me and addressed Arthur. “There is much to talk about, but right now we have to leave this place.” The same hand inched toward his chest. She hesitated a beat before touching the red dragon. Her shoulders drooped as though her entire body deflated. Guinevere’s fingers slid up and around his neck. She pulled Arthur forward into a quick, passionate kiss before grabbing his hand and smiling. “You, my love, were made for the 21st century.”
Don’t miss book 1 of the Shades series: SHADES OF ATLANTIS
About the Author
Carol Oates came into the world on Christmas morning, in an elevator. Raised just across the street from the childhood home of Bram Stoker, author of Dracula, it was only a matter of time before Carol’s love of all things supernatural would emerge.
She began experimenting with fiction at school and keeps the notebook containing her first unpublished novel in her desk drawer. Over three decades later, all her stories still begin life scrawled on paper.
When not writing, Carol can be found exploring history with her son. Luckily, he shares her love of old buildings, castles, and tombs.
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“Who are you?” Aliana and Galahad demanded at the same time.
The lady cackled. “My dear, you did not think that you would simply walk in and awaken him, did you?” She stepped closer. “You have done well with the first two tests, but there is one more you must pass to prove yourself worthy of claiming the title of the Destined One.” Her aged smoky, sultry voice scraped over Aliana’s skin.
“What do you mean test? Are you responsible for that disaster zone back there?” Aliana could almost feel the old woman’s cold smile.
“That disaster zone as you call it was to test your wit and ability to think under dire circumstances. There are still tasks ahead that require both. Your first test was to find the courage to face the unknown and free the lord knight and your guardian. King Arthur’s champion cannot lack the traits he had in abundance.”
Aliana wanted to roll her eyes, but she wouldn’t put it past this lady to do something terrible to her for it.
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