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Children of the
Veil
The Aisling
Chronicles, Book 2
Colleen Halverson
Publisher:
Entangled Select Otherworld
Date
of Publication: October 24, 2016
Genre:
Urban Fantasy
ISBN:
9781633757738
ASIN:
B01LZDAFQY
Number
of pages: 400
Word
Count: 120K
About the book:
Elizabeth
Tanner has one goal: to find her mother in whatever dimension she’s imprisoned.
But to do that, she has to face her estranged father, and to do that, she needs
a shot of whiskey…or seven. But after an attempt on her life and the return of
her lost love, she wakes up with one hell of a hangover and a whole barrage of
questions.
Finn
O’Connell doesn’t know why the Fianna want him to aid Elizabeth in her search,
but he’ll take any excuse to be near her again. Together, they dive headlong
into the shadows of her mother’s secrets and find themselves embroiled in a Fae
rebellion that will test Finn’s loyalties and their love.
With
the Faerie realm verging on chaos, Elizabeth and Finn will embark on a quest
that will lead them from the streets of Chicago to London’s seedy Fae
underground. But rescuing Elizabeth’s mother means journeying to a place Finn
can’t follow, and Elizabeth is forced to make a choice between finding her at
last or saving her own soul.
EXCERPT
My legs buckled and he snatched me into his arms, my head lolling against his chest. I breathed in the smell of leather, fresh folded laundry, and that pure, manly scent of Finn-ness. God, I had missed him.
“Who…?” I managed to say, the words feeling like caked mud in my mouth.
He didn’t answer, but slipped me into his car and I sank into the leather seat, darkness eating at the edge of my sight. The purring engine lulled me into a daze, and I must have passed out because the next thing I knew, we were stumbling up the stairs to my apartment.
“I live here,” I slurred.
“I know,” Finn mumbled, his muscled arm propping me up. “Where are your keys?”
Snowflakes collected on the crown of his head, his eyebrows knitting together. The curve of his mouth filled my vision, and my fingers slipped over the soft skin, tracing the delicate cupid bow on his top lip. His face softened, multiple Finns swimming through the muted streetlight.
“Mmmmm…” I murmured, running my hand against the side of his face, trying to keep from seeing double. “Stay still.”
He placed a gentle hand over my hand. “Elizabeth, your keys. It’s freezing out here.”
I brought his palm next to my face, brushing my lips against his callused fingers. Need burned through my body, and I fell against his broad chest, covering his mouth with mine with a moan. For a moment, he kissed me back, his hands pressing firm against my shoulders. The falling snow tickled my neck, sending icy trails down my spine, and I pressed into him seeking his warmth. He made a low sound in his throat.
“You’re drunk,” he whispered.
“I don’t care.” I whispered into his ear.
Finn disentangled himself from my arms, and I slipped on a patch of ice, falling on my ass with a giggle. He leaned over me, patting my jeans in search for my keys. His hands strayed to my waist, tickling my side, and I laughed, grabbing his hands.
He hovered over me, his hair grazing the firm line of his jaw. “Elizabeth, stop. I mean it. Where are your keys?”
He rifled in my coat, and something landed on the balcony with a thud. The book of Yeats’ poetry lay in the snow, white powder quickly accumulating on its worn cover. Finn made to grab it, but I snatched it away, wiping it off and sticking it safe back inside my coat. He stared down at me and swallowed hard, the tinkling crystal of falling snow the only sound in the silent street.
“Elizabeth…” He whispered, his hand brushing away a wet lock of hair plastered to my cheek.
I shrugged away, rifling in my jeans pocket for my keys and threw them at him. A wave of dizziness washed over me and I curled up on the balcony, willing the snow to blanket over me, desiring nothing but to become the winter so I could sleep for four months and reemerge whole again. Stinging numbness gripped my fingers and toes, and I shivered, burying my head against my arm.
“Let’s get you inside.” Finn’s arm slipped beneath my shoulders and under my knees.
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About
the Author
As
a child, Colleen Halverson used to play in the woods imagining worlds
and telling stories to herself. Growing up on military bases, she found solace
in her local library and later decided to make a living sharing the wonders of
literature to poor, unsuspecting college freshmen. After backpacking through
Ireland and singing in a traditional Irish music band, she earned a PhD in
English with a specialization in Irish literature. When she’s not making up
stories or teaching, she can be found hiking the rolling hills of the Driftless
area of Wisconsin with her husband and two children. CHILDREN OF THE VEIL is
the follow up to her debut urban fantasy novel, THROUGH THE VEIL.
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