Spark of Magic

Publisher:  Ellora’s Cave

ISBN: 9781419916946

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Paranormal Romance

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Nicholas and Darien had promised their father they would find Rebecca and keep her safe from the warlock who was determined to see her dead. What they never intended was falling in love with her.

Rebecca thought dealing with her magical powers was bad enough. Dealing with the identical twin warlocks sent to protect her, as well as her growing attraction to them, was much worse. Until she finds herself the target of the madman who killed her parents.

But Sabastian has so much more in store for the threesome, plus a surprise of his own that will shock everyone. It’s not just her life at stake anymore, it’s the fate of her entire world and she’ll have to learn how to better use her powers before it’s too late.

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Excerpt

The dog lifted onto its back feet and licked at Rebecca’s face, making her laugh. “Oh, you’re so cute. Should we take it home with us?”

“Surely it belongs to someone.”

Sitting up, Rebecca glanced around the street. No one seemed to be looking for him. Was he lost? The dog stuck his head in her purse and she smiled, tugging at the straps to get it away from him. “What are you doing?” asked with a giggle then gasped when the dog removed his head, her key chain dangling from his mouth.

With an almost mischievous look the dog took off down the street.

“Oh my God!” Rebecca exclaimed. “The little devil has my keys.”

Grabbing their bags, they both took off after the dog. He stayed well ahead of them, his small body maneuvering through the crowd easily.

“Rebecca, wait. You can open locks with magic, you don’t really need those keys.”

Rebecca stopped running and took a deep breath. “It has my work keys on it. If I ever quit my job I would need to return them. Besides, I don’t want to rely on magic for everything. I want to be normal, Tonya.”

Tonya nodded and pointed toward the dog, which had stopped and was now watching them with interest. “Check it out. I think the little mongrel is playing with us.”

“This is insane.”

“Can you use magic to stop him?”

Rebecca shook her head. “I don’t know.”

The Maltese took a couple of steps forward, watching them closely. Taking a deep breath, Rebecca tried to concentrate on holding the dog still, until he snorted.

“Did that little dog just snort?” Tonya asked, trying to stifle a giggle.

Rebecca frowned. She had to get those keys. Handing Tonya her two bags, she took off after him again, having to jog to keep up with his little legs. She loved dogs, especially little ones. But this dog… His game of keep away was beginning to grate on her last nerve. She needed those keys.

He turned a corner and Rebecca followed, Tonya close behind her. She scanned the streets, her heart skipping when she didn’t immediately see him. “Do you see him?” she asked Tonya.

“There.”

Rebecca looked to where Tonya pointed and saw the little bugger run into a building. Both girls took off as well. The doors were open and without looking at what type of business they were headed into they barreled through the opening, only to stop and stare wide-eyed at the darkened interior.

Numerous tables surrounded a crowded, circular bar. The room was dark with black walls and red tablecloths. Candles flickered everywhere, flooding the room with soft light. Candelabras hung from the ceiling, thick off-white candles dripping wax onto the wrought iron holding them and giving the room a gothic appearance.

People turned to look at them in surprise and the heat of a blush moved over Rebecca’s face.

“Ladies, may I help you?”

They both turned to face the man who’d spoken. Probably the manager ready to chew them out for barreling into his bar like they had. He was tall and muscular with intense eyes and short black hair. Quite a hunk and Rebecca didn’t miss the way Tonya’s fingers dug into her elbow.

“Oh my,” Tonya murmured.

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Nicholas dropped the keys onto the floor and morphed back into his human form. He worked his tired jaw, ignoring his brother’s amused chuckle. “You couldn’t think of anything better than a Maltese?” Darien asked with amusement.

He snorted. “Somehow I don’t think a Doberman would have gotten the same attention.” Bending, he picked the keys from the floor.

Darien sat straighter. “So she followed you?”

“Yes. Ready to make ourselves known? See what her reaction is?”

With a nod, Darien followed him from the storage room and out into the main area of their club. The upper level was a restaurant, the lower level a hedonistic area catering to sexual fantasies—an area they hoped to lure Rebecca to for the night. If she was the one they were looking for, when they joined they would know. And so would Sebastian. They had to tread carefully.

Walking out into the main room, Nicholas found her immediately. She looked beautiful in white slacks and a pink top, her long blonde hair pulled back in a loose ponytail at her nape, small gold hoop earrings dangling from her ears. Delicate and dainty was how he would describe the vision standing a few feet away. His heart thumped wildly just looking at her.

As the dog, he could smell her scent very well and it still lingered in the air around him, settling around his heart like a blanket of warmth. God help him if this wasn’t the woman they needed to find. Shifting her keys in his hand, he slid his finger through the ring and held them up, jingling them to get her attention.

“These must belong to you.”

Rebecca stared wide-eyed at the man who’d just spoken, her car keys dangling from his fingers. He was tall, with long black hair cascading around wide shoulders and eyes the most intense shade of deep blue she’d ever seen stared back at her, watching carefully. Behind him stood a man identical to the one who’d spoken, also watching with just a hint of amusement glittering in his gaze.

Her breath caught in her throat, leaving her unable to speak. Something about them seemed familiar and smacked of déjà vu. Images from her dream ran across her mind. It wasn’t anything physical, more like an emotional tug pulling her toward them like a beacon.

Tonya nudged her and she cleared her throat quickly. “Yes, I’m sorry. Those are mine. Thank you.”

She reached out to take them but he pulled them back, just slightly out of her reach. Her gaze caught his and he smiled, making her stomach tighten. “I’d like to apologize for the dog. He finds stuff like this amusing.”

Her eye brow rose in skepticism. “The dog finds it amusing?” More like the owner does.

“Yes. You’d be surprised at just how human that dog is.”

Glancing over his shoulder, she noticed his twin’s lips twitch.

“I’m Nicholas, by the way.” Her gaze shot back to his and he nodded behind him. “And this is my brother, Darien. We own this place and as repayment for the trouble our dog caused I’d like for Marcus here to give you a tour of the club. Anything you want to do or experience is on us.”

Tonya again nudged her and she glanced at her friend, who gazed pointedly at Marcus. Rebecca knew what she wanted. With a sigh she relented, although secretly she’d hoped the twins would stick around, maybe join them in their explorations. Something about them made her feel all dreamy. It was nuts, wasn’t it, to have that kind of reaction to men at first sight?

“I’ll hold on to your keys until you’re ready to go,” Nicholas said, his eyes sparkling and making her stomach flutter. “It will guarantee I’ll see you again.”

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