Join authors in the Paranormal Fragment Friday blog hop for chills and thrills just in time for Halloween. Click the button above to visit other authors for more paranormal fragments. This excerpt is from my first novel Falcon’s Angel. In the last fragment, Falcon met his witch in the woods. Here is more of that meeting:
The sphere was some type of room. It did not have walls and yet he could not see beyond the brightness.
However, Margaux was staring at something beyond it. He’d never seen that particular expression on her face in life. In death, her rage was inciting, and heartbreaking.
“You cannot stay with me.”
He sat up. “Why not?”
She came to her knees and her breasts danced as she took both of his hands in hers. “You must remember. You can save her.”
“Save who? Rosa?” He shook his head. “I don’t want her. I never wanted her. I want…”
Margaux’s mouth covered his. The way she slid her tongue in his mouth, she was determined to sooth the frustration out of him. At first, her kisses were angry and desperate. When they were both calm, she leaned her forehead against his. “The gypsy’s path is set. It is you who must take care, my love. And remember all. For us.”
Unable to stop the rage from welling up inside him all over again—a year of sorrow and loss—he turned away. Margaux touched his cheek. “Why now? I would give my life to lie beside you in the grave, why do you come now with your farewell?”
Falcon’s Angel is available at Liquid Silver Books.
