Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Viola Grace
Word Count :14000
Publication Date :2010-08-06
Series : Sisters of Silverwood#1
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-030-1
When light and dark magic fight for the new world, one of them may just Get Lucky.
When magic began to flee the earth 300 years ago a council of magical beings prepared for its resurgence. It was determined that the next generation of magic would be placed in the hands of the Wild Hunt, a group of warriors of elven descent who rode through the night under the aegis of Artemis, one of the oldest magical creatures in existence. The elves of light argued that they should once again be the guardians, but the other races disagreed. Their guardianship consisted of seducing the new mages and then abandoning the pregnant women for fairie lovers. The word of the council was final and they created a place in the new world for the Wild Hunt to rest and begin to move with the pulse of the new land beneath them. Now, the ladies are coming into their power and Lucky is the first to meet her guardian and 'perfect' man. No matter how hard she tries, the attraction to her new companion is drawing her in in an inexorable wave. If only the light elf would stop trying to sabotage their wobbly relationship and let them have some privacy, Henry…just might Get Lucky.
"Are they ready?"
Rolluck blushed to the top of his eyebrows, "Uh, yes. And very eager. It isn't every day that a man can be matched with his perfect woman. How do you do it anyway?"
She tented her fingers in front of her and smiled "We all have our talents, Daniel. Now send them out."
"You trust them to bring the women in? Once they have them, they might not decide to follow the plan."
"I trust that they will try." Her smile grew. "The women are their own masters. We will see what happens and tailor our plan to match."
"Fine. They will go today. I hope you know what you are doing." His last sentence was said in a mutter as he left to head to the men's barracks.
Artemis's smile slowly faded as she hoped that she was right. Her matchmaking was a raw skill, one that had been given to her at the council when it was decided that her Hunt would be the guardians of the new magic. She almost wished that she could compel love, but that was beyond her skills. The matches that she had made for the women were solid. Good elves who had the strength of character to keep the women safe and to bring them home. Back to Silverwood.