This book was pulled earlier this year for a significant rewrite as I bring the CoO series in line with Strange Allies. With Mother live at all stores again, it's time to share the news! I added 10K in new content as well as revising existing chapters. this is now a better book #5.
Stay tuned for the re-release of a revamped Book 6 in the future.
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Picks up where MATE ended. New 2019 version!
I am Kalana of Ossiria, empress and last of my kind.
I am Carys Taylor, Earth woman.
Carys and William mated eternally and are expecting twins. Being pregnant and giving birth brings out Kalana's mama bear side and she'll stop at nothing to protect her babies against any threat, even one close to home.
Her children are the future of Ossiria.
Meanwhile, Sebastian and Bethany continue a slow courtship forbidden by the Shadow Knights. Will Sebastian give up his calling for love? Choosing to do so means losing his memories of the past century and a half to protect the Order.
Our heroes will be tested as never before.
This story is intended for readers 18 and over due to adult language, sexual content, and adult situations.
A preview:
Later that
evening, I took a moment to read the letters from Mom that fit my life so
far.
With the
engagement letter was a key for a safe deposit box at the bank. The only reference to it was there was a
surprise inside.
The wedding letter
was very sweet and sentimental, and Mom offered some advice for adjusting to
the first year in that style that had made me laugh so many times while she
lived.
However, it was
the ‘so, you’re having a baby letter’ that made me cry.
My children
wouldn’t have grandparents. Not like the
wonderful set I grew up with. My father
was the only one alive, a person I loved but only tolerated in short
bursts.
My mother would
have spoiled them rotten and read all kinds of stories in all kinds of
voices. They would have played
make-believe and come up with imaginary friends who went on great
adventures.
Oh, the babies
would have lots of aunts and uncles by default in the form of all our friends,
but it didn’t feel quite the same.
I was brought out
of my musings by the feeling of my mate’s arms wrapped around me.
“Why the tears,
love?”
“I was reading
these,” I said, waving the letters around. “And missing my mom. Our kids don’t have
grandparents, Will.”
“Oh,
sweetheart…that doesn’t mean they won’t be loved…and they’ll still have plenty
of family. Sharing blood doesn’t mean you treat people the best.”
“I know. I just
want them to have what I had. My mother’s parents were two of the best people
you could ever meet. I was closer to my grandmother than even my mom, because
she understood both of us. Sorry…reading these letters brought up all these
memories, and I’m feeling sentimental. And these stupid hormones make me cry at
the drop of a hat.”
“May I?” he asked,
gesturing to the letters in my hand.
“Uh, sure…why?”
“I’d like to know
your mum. She raised an amazing woman, and she still means a lot to you.”
“You’re wonderful,
you know that?”
He looked down
shyly, my feelings for him though the claim making him feel unworthy of their
intensity. I raised his chin and kissed
him tenderly, completely open to him.
Now, he was the
one who felt like crying. He’d known
before I loved him, but now he knew how I saw him and it was enough to bring
him to his knees to beg me to never stop.
“God…Carys! I love
you so much…how you—” His voice
faltered, nothing but a whisper for the emotion clogging his throat.
“Shhh, baby…I
know…you make me feel like that, too. I could never say enough to come close to
describing it. Can we go to bed now? I need to feel you…”
He nodded rapidly.
“Need you, too.”
The letters were
cast aside, clothes stripped away, and emotional walls dropped as we came
together again. We reveled in the new
level of intimacy that came with making love since the claim. Nothing could get in the way, and nothing
else existed.
Until we slept.
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