Peerless
By Victoria Escobar
Genre- NA Urban Fantasy
Blurb-
Without the touch of time affecting her, Tiranna has spent
the last two thousand years protecting dangerous artifacts that have the
potential to destroy the world. Her distinctive magic makes her one of the most
powerful, and at times, one of the most feared.
When she finds a demonic artifact that shouldn't exist, she
fears the return of a long-forgotten demon that has a single goal: create his
version of Hell on earth. The world she spent her life protecting, could be
lost.
Time never concerned her before, but now it's her worst
enemy. Only she has the power to destroy the demon masquerading as a black
witch. All she has to do is figure out how.
Excerpt:
He reached out and caressed his
fingertips lightly down her cheek. “I am sorry we quarreled.”
“So am I.” Tiranna said softly.
He nodded. “I must be going.
Seiryu’s patience is not long.” He smiled once more. “I will try to see you
before you leave. The water will help your companion’s scar. Three times a day
if you’re not staying long. But perhaps for now you should take further rest in
the library or have tea. Maho can set it up for you, you’ve only to ask.” He
turned and walked slowly away.
Tiranna slumped tiredly and
straightened instantly when her slump dropped her against Averill’s bare chest.
“Why are you so close?” she asked without turning.
“In case you needed me. What did
you quarrel over?” Averill asked using their word for the argument.
Tiranna rested her now healed
hand on the head of a statue. “This.”
Averill cocked his head and
studied it.
A little boy, around ten at most
was bent at his waist in a forty five degree angle. His hands were above his
head offering a tray that had clean, dry towels folded on it. He saw nothing
unusual about it.
“I don’t understand.” He said as
she pulled a towel off the tray and wrapped herself in it.
“The little boy peed in the hot
springs. Suzaku was, and reasonably, furious at the…heresy. But his punishment…
This is the child’s punishment. He will forever serve the hot springs to pay
for the insult. It stands as a reminder that Suzaku’s laws are to be obeyed by
all regardless of age.”
Averill studied the boy again.
“Not so different from a witch that demanded service without the proper
attitude.”
Tiranna stopped knotting the towel and just stared at the
little boy a moment. “No, I suppose not.”
About the Author-
Born in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, but with the ability to claim eight
states as home; Victoria Escobar writes fiction from her current home in New
York. She writes whatever comes to mind and because of such has a variety of
genres written including Young Adult, New Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, and
Contemporary Fiction.
In spare time if not with family, and friends Victoria enjoys curling up
with a book from a favorite author with music playing. If not reading or
writing she spends time drawing, sketching, crocheting, or some other random
art project. She enjoys staying busy, but most of all enjoys staying creative.
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