LIGHTS OF AURORA #2
Lights of Aurora
(The Stone Legacy #2)
Published: November 1st 2013
Genres: YA, Paranormal
After the discovery of her ancient Maya bloodlines, eighteen-year-old Ashley Coreandero is faced with a daunting responsibility. She must protect the stone of Muuk’Ich while Sarian, the underworld general, relentlessly drives her to the brink of insanity.
As the winter solstice approaches, it brings an onslaught of unexpected side effects. Ashley must seize control over her supercharged powers, while dealing with the overwhelming suspicion that her boyfriend, Arwan, is hiding a secret so dark it could destroy them both.
With the arrival of a surprise houseguest, Ashley’s deepest fears about Arwan are confirmed. And when middleworld deities intercede, the group of gifted Maya descendants are confronted with hardships they never saw coming—including an enemy more deadly than they have ever faced.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned—but when that woman has no soul and a taste for revenge, they will need the powers of every surviving ancestor simply to stay alive..
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LIGHTS OF AURORA #2
Ashley shifted her weight on the mat as Arwan walk toward the center of the room, Renato and her mom bickering behind him.
Peter turned and watched them approach. “Oh, thank God,” Peter said, holding his ribs. “Where have you been?”
Hawa stood silent while Tara glanced nervously at Ashley. She had every right to be worried. If Arwan stepped one foot on the mat, she’d zap the shit out of him.
“Well?” Josephine said to Arwan. “What are you waiting for? Show her your moves.”
Arwan’s jaw visibly tightened, and he slid off his shoes.
He was seriously going to try to train her? She exhaled, annoyance stripping away any patience she still had, which wasn’t very much. She had been training all day. With few breaks and little sleep the night before, she wasn’t in the brightest of moods as it was. She watched Arwan as he moved to the center of the mat, avoiding eye contact.
“What are you training on?” he asked. When nobody answered, he looked at Ashley.
She shook her head and turned to Renato. “Is this really necessary? Peter and I were doing fine.”
“What?” Peter glanced between Ashley and Renato. “But I don’t—” He cleared his throat and composed himself. “It’s good to train with more than one person. That way you can test yourself with different levels of skill.” He locked his eyes on Renato. “Right? Tell her I’m right,” he whispered harshly.
“Of course he’s right,” her mother said. “Give the poor healer a break. He’s done enough work for one day.”
Peter nodded and limped off the mat.
“Fine.” Ashley threw her hair in a messy bun. “Non-lethal defense. Upper, middle, lower, and X-blocks. Got it?”
Arwan nodded. “Ready?”
Her mother laughed, and then pressed her fingers over her lips, her eyes bright with amusement.
“Whenever you are,” she said, focused on him as he readied his stance.
He came at her and threw a forward punch. She countered with a side block, and Arwan flew back, her arm sparking with electricity.
He shook out his hand. “I thought you weren’t using your powers.”
She grinned. “Oops.”
He nodded. “Again.” He charged at her, striking down with a hammer-fist.
She used an X-block to counter, and the force of her energy tossed him across the room. He tumbled to a stop and slowly picked himself up. Ashley stood, waiting. He shook his head as if his vision were impaired, and rubbed his eyes.
She threw her hands in the air. “You know what? This is a waste of time.”
“But it’s funny as hell,” Hawa mumbled, standing beside Josephine, both of them suppressing laughs.
Ashley scoffed. Training wasn’t worth being a sideshow attraction. She walked off the mat. “I’m done for today,” she said as she walked past Renato.
She pushed open the door and started down the hall. The sound of footsteps behind her flared her anger. She fisted her hands. “Leave me alone.”
“We need to talk,” Arwan said with a steady tone.
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
The footsteps quickened until he caught up to her. “Ashley, please. I should have told you, and you have every right to be angry.”
“Good, because I was going to be even if I didn’t have the right.” He took her hand and tried to slow her down. She channeled a shock through her arm, and he yanked back. She spun to face him. “Listen to me. I don’t know where along the road it was when you decided I didn’t need to know that side of you, but I gave you every opportunity to explain, and now it’s too late. You told me you were half-underworlder. That was it. Why didn’t you tell me the rest?”
He tightened his jaw. “Honestly, I didn’t…” He swallowed. “I didn’t want to face it myself. I’ve spent my entire life denying who I am—pushing it away because my darkness only hurts people. It was the reason my mother died, and it’s the reason…” He paused, searching her face.
She crossed her arms, tapping her fingers over her bicep. “The reason what? Because it better be good.”
“The reason we will never be able to bond.”
Her lips parted. “What?” She hadn’t expected it, but suddenly she was overwhelmed with grief.
“I won’t keep anything else from you.”
She swallowed. “And you knew? All this time?”
Tears built in her eyes. “It figures. You knew you’d never be able to be with me, but you led me along anyway.”
“I never led you anywhere I wasn’t willing to go, Ashley. I know we can’t bond, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be together.”
“Yes.” She nodded. “Yes, it does.” She stepped back. “And according to the book, it means we aren’t destined for each other, which means I’m destined for someone else.”
THE STONE GUARDIAN #1
The Stone Guardian
Published: December 14th 2012
Genres: YA, Paranormal
When myth becomes reality, reality becomes a nightmare.
Like any other teenager in America, Ashley just wants a normal life. But growing up in an orphanage for the insane is anything but normal. After endless therapy and increasing medication, her nightmares have only gotten worse.
Probably because they’re not nightmares.
When Ashley’s mysteriously abducted, she finds a reality even less normal than the orphanage. And she discovers something else—she’s no ordinary orphan. Faced with enemies thought to only exist in fairy tales, Ashley discovers she possesses a powerful Maya bloodline. She’s the daughter of an ancient Maya Guardian, whose duty is to protect the Stone of Muuk’ich, an enchanted relic blessed by the gods. But first she must get it back from Sarian, a power-hungry demigod who slaughtered the last guardian—Ashley’s mother. Without the stone, all will be lost.
When she meets Arwan, a hot Belizean time bender, his delicious olive skin and dark eyes make her feel a little less alone. But his gentle whispers and reassuring touch might not be all they seem. How can she balance love and duty when it’s up to her to prevent the rising of the underworld? Especially when the guy she loves might be its crown prince…
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THE STONE GUARDIAN #1
“Where are we going?” Ashley asked, walking a few steps behind. Arwan slowed his pace for her much shorter stride. She wasn’t used to hiking in the jungle, but she didn’t want to show it. He found that a cute addition to the many things he admired about her.Without offering an explanation, he grabbed a stick from the ground. If he told her where he was taking her, it would ruin the surprise. He just hoped the creatures hadn’t taken shelter somewhere else because of the heavy rains.Soon they arrived at a clearing where hundreds of tall, thin bushes with elegant purple blooms covered the ground. Mature trees formed a canopy overhead, while gaps in the branches allowed the sun to speckle the jungle floor with light.
“I thought you would like it here.” He watched for her reaction.
She inspected the space. “It’s neat.”
Of course, she didn’t know why they were really there. He watched her shift her weight. Did she lie when she said he didn’t make her uncomfortable? Itseemed like he did. Every time he smiled at her, her cheeks flushed or her muscles tensed.
Arwan gently took her hand. She allowed him to, without hesitation. It was the first time.
Carefully, he guided her through the maze of shrubs. When they reached the center, he stood in front of her and put his lips close to her ear. “Can I hold you?” She took a small step back. He waited for her to decide and, at the slightest nod, took her hand. “I just want to show you something.”
He slid his hand gently around her waist and drew her close. Her chest jumped when they pressed together. He savored the feeling of her drumming heartbeat. In fact, he could almost hear it.
She rested her hands against his chest, and he wondered if she felt his heart drumming too. “You’re blushing.”
She pressed the backs of her hands on her face. “I am?”
He caressed the silky curve of her cheek. “You’re lovely when you blush.” The stick secure in his hand, he extended it to the side. “Watch.” With a powerful strike, he whacked a nearby bush on its base. Dozens of butterflies launched into the air.
The flight of few caused a chain reaction, and soon they blanketed the sky. Several landed in her hair and on her arms while more flew overhead.
Arwan tilted his head back to the sky. Ashley gasped and stared at the countless array of colors gliding overhead. A butterfly rested on his shoulder,pumping its cobalt blue wings. She gently blew on it, her warm breath caressing his neck.
His chest swelled with longing. He clenched his jaw. Watching her lips form into a soft circle, she continued to blow on its colorful wings. He had never wanted someone so fiercely. She brought something out of him he couldn’t control. Something instinctual, animalistic. He watched her lips, longing to kiss her. To feel her mouth pressed against his. The need surged in his chest and spread throughout his limbs. He tensed and pulled her closer.
He knew he had to be gentle. As much as he tried to conceal the need, it threatened to destroy him if he didn’t at least try. Slowly, he leaned in to kiss her. His lips hovered above hers. Her hot breath broke over his mouth.
Ashley gasped and stepped back. Her teary eyes forced him to look away. He silently cursed himself. He’d pushed her too far.
“I…” The hurt in her voice surprised him. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”
Before he could respond, Ashley ran back toward the house, leaving him alone in the clearing.
He watched her stumble through the trees until she was gone. The jungle was quiet, except for the sound of chirping birds and the rustling of lemurs in the trees.
He turned, balling his fists. What the hell was he thinking? He’d known that if he tried to kiss her, it would push her away. He should have shown more restraint.Each of his steps pounded against the jungle floor. The birds’ chirps ceased, and the lemurs took quiet refuge in the branches. When he escaped the maze of bushes, he charged his fist into the trunk of a mature tree, spitting layers of bark and redwood in every direction.”
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