Heaven can be found amongst the stars.
Trust is fragile and easily shattered. As their burgeoning relationship grows will Lian be able to keep Lana’s tentative faith in him or will new revelations splinter and shatter the fledging emotion?
Reader Advisory: This book is best read in sequence as part of a serial.
General Release Date: 4th April 2014
Lian slowly woke and stirred. Every inch of his body was sore. Opening his eyes, he stared at the ceiling of this home. The blurry image took a few moments to stabilise. Memories hit him in sporadic flashes and he bolted up to a sitting position.
“Lana!” Her name ripped from his chest. There was no need to check—he knew she was gone.
Anger filled him and he peered around his location, his fingers gliding through the tacky puddle of blood. He rubbed his chest, smearing the red on his shirt. The wound had closed and he pushed to his feet.
After swiping another shirt and ripping the one he wore off, he swung to the door and headed to the front where he paused. He crouched by some more droplets and scowled. Blood. Touching it, he glanced at his arms—to confirm what he already knew—and found his glyphs had appeared. A feral growl emerged from the depths of his chest.
They would all die. He made his way outside and turned his hands, palms up. Lightning jerked down from the sky and pelted near him. Lian didn’t flinch. His skin tingled as he accepted the energy offered as it filled the air.
He allowed his eyes to close and took to the sky. Lian didn’t use his powers often, aside from his main purpose of dealing death and destruction. Protecting. This was different. Those fools had taken his woman. And he wanted her back. Traveling this way was much faster than using a vehicle in which he would have to follow human law.
The clouds hummed as he soared through them. If anyone looked up they’d see angry, roiling clouds with a dragon-shaped head, which appeared at times in different locations of the storm. His other form was dragon, yet as another layer of protection for himself, he projected a shimmer amongst the storm. Most would think it lightning. He followed the faint trail she’d left, positive those who had her were unaware she could be tracked by him. The New Order may know a lot about what was to happen with him, but they didn’t know it all. For had they known he the yin to her yang, he was confident his human body would have been there with Lana.
As he flew, he thought about how panicked her scream had been. She’d tried to help him, tried to get to him. She hadn’t said anything about how he was the one who made the mark show up on her wrist. He had seen what had happened, he just hadn’t been able to move or get to her to offer assistance.
Along his spine, awareness rippled. She was close. He roared before gnashing his razor sharp teeth. Deep within he could feel the others—his creators—stir and take interest in what he was doing. It was a warning to him to remain in control.
He flicked his tail in agitation and continued on, urging the storm to move faster. When he found them, he hissed and snapped his teeth again. Thunder and lightning flew from around him.
They traveled southwest in a red—more maroon—panel van. Two in the front and Lana in the back. He knew she was alive, that wasn’t the issue. He was livid they’d gotten the drop on him and took her. It was his job to protect her and he’d failed.
Word Count: 10,679
Book Length: SHORT STORY
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