Embrace the Magic (The Blood Rose Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

vibration, very subtle and as far away as that distant train whistle.
    Then she got it. She was feeling fae magic, the same kind of vibrations she’d felt at the bar just before the vision had opened up.
    Pulling out the center drawer of the desk, she removed the old and very dull brass key, then fit it into the box’s slot. The moment she turned the key, and the mechanism shifted, the fae vibration sang up her arm, like a soft jolt of electricity. For a split second, she could almost feel her mama beside her, a hand on her shoulder, telling her everything would be all right.
    But how could it be? Samantha’s life had just been tossed high into the air and she had no idea what it would look like once it crashed back to earth.
    She lifted the curved lid and there they were, each encased in a dull red leather, a full inch thick at the binding, five in all.
    Samantha stared at the journals, but settled her hands in her lap. She didn’t want to do this.
    She had all that she’d ever wanted in her life, well almost. Except for a man and maybe children, she had a good life with a job she loved, enough money to live on, an important ongoing education, and a home that had been built by her paternal grandfather. She didn’t need more than this. She didn’t need these journals, or her overwhelming desire for a vampire, or the knowledge that she was half-fae.
    And she especially didn’t need to be something called ‘a blood rose’.
    She slammed the lid down on the box and for one of the few times in her life she gave herself to the sudden despair she felt and wept, for her family long gone, for a vision that haunted her, for a world she wished didn’t even exist.
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    Ethan followed in the wake of Finn and his team as they headed back toward the Bergisson plane to resume patrol duty.
    But when he arrived at the checkpoint, he hesitated. Something nagged at him, refusing to let him leave the earth-plane. He hovered a foot above the ground, near the Guardsmen who controlled all the comings and goings between earth and Bergisson Realm, debating once more exactly what he should do next.
    His thoughts were fixed on the woman, Samantha, a fae and a blood rose, who’d had no idea until this very evening that she was part realm. He couldn’t imagine what she was going through right now.
    He shook his head: a blood rose . In Shreveport.
    He still recalled his first meeting with Mastyr Gerrod’s blood rose, Abigail, and how with just a touch of her hand, a very human handshake, the woman had connected with his personal frequency, essentially his vampire mating frequency.
    Even though he hadn’t actually touched Samantha tonight, something similar had happened; his mating frequency had come alive like bells pealing in a town square. The vibration still lingered, a physical sensation he couldn’t shake and which kept his drive toward her as strong as when he had first seen her.
    That’s when the reason for his hesitation fell into place.
    He wasn’t the only mastyr vampire in Bergisson.
    Ry was one as well.
    He knew from his original experience with Abigail that Samantha wouldn’t just be attracted to him, but to all mastyrs. Her blood rose potential, therefore, made her extremely desirable in his world and in the same way made her equally as vulnerable to abuse.
    These thoughts sent his mind into a tailspin of horror, of Samantha being pursued by other mastyrs, and not just by Ry, who he didn’t trust, but by any of the mastyrs of the Nine Realms. Once it became known that another blood rose existed, how soon before Samantha became the object of serious pursuit? And some of the eastern mastyrs were known to be really wild.
    If he didn’t bind Samantha to him, one of the other mastyrs probably would. Ry, for instance, wouldn’t hesitate to take her by force, especially if he thought it would give him dominance over Ethan.
    For the past fifty years, since Ethan had replaced Ry as the Mastyr of Bergisson, a painful