Fire's Ice

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Book: Fire's Ice Read Free
Author: Brynna Curry
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Paranormal
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listened to the contractor’s suggestion of adding multi jets to the shower. He hadn’t been concerned with the added expense, or the knowing wink the burly man gave him when Devin originally incorporated the couple-sized shower into the plans in addition to a huge soaking tub and double sinks. It was a room meant to accommodate lovers.
    He’d had his fill of lovers. He wanted a wife. He wanted Arianne, but unless he intended to live in the mists of the stone dance, he couldn’t have her.
    Damn her sexy self straight to hell. He wished she were here. Never had he been so tortured over a woman. She was doing her best to convince him to change his mind and give up his power and way of life. Which was why he’d avoided the dance for the past year. Oh, he checked in on his family, had been there for the births of Meara and Aaron and all the birthdays and holidays since. If the Corrigans needed him, he could be there in a heartbeat. But they were managing just fine on their own.
    Ari was another matter. Stubborn witch. She wouldn’t give in to his demands and neither could he toss them aside. They were at a stalemate. On my terms, Ari .
    He lathered the strands and tried to think of a solution that would suit them both. She wouldn’t give up her magic and he couldn’t turn her loose on the world. If he could trick the spell holding her, use his circle instead of the dance? Maybe. He turned off the water, grabbed a fluffy red towel off the warming bar and wrapped it around his waist before heading into the bedroom.
    Still mostly wet, he pulled down the comforter and sheets, tossed the decorative pillows into the corner chair, let the towel fall to the floor and climbed into bed naked. Snapping his fingers sent the room into darkness. Devin waved toward the hearth where logs had already been set, and started the fire with a whisper.
    Laying in the dark, he allowed his mind to drift back to the day Daemon’s spell had been cast. If he could remember the exact words, the inflection of the incantation, maybe he could find a magical loophole. Daemon often acted without thought of the consequences. His words came back along with the smell of death, the clanging of steel on steel in the heat of battle.
    “I am Sea, endless, constant. Time is nothing to me. Raging waters, shifting tides, within our power she will abide. She is Earth, bearer of life, comfort in death, mate of Sea, thus by her right she holds the key. She that is Air all must take heed, a maelstrom of fury her dark deeds unknown, a lesson this one must be shown. I call her now here to me.”
    Identifying words, commanding presence, a brutish show of power. Unimportant, except that Arianne would be chained by their power alone. Okay. Simple enough.
    “You brought down the price on all three. Earth, Air, and Sea we shall ever be until our blood meets love, one times three. My seal is set, our bargain met, if three can accept love’s pain and joy without condition, then Earth and Sea shall be set free, only Air will be chained to thee.”
    The price? What had Arianne done? That’s right. Siphoned her sister’s power and used Daemon to do it. Yeah, that would have been enough to set off Daemon’s temper. Maybe he wasn’t so different from Ari after all. Clearly all three would remain in elemental form until three of their blood found love and accepted the heartache as well as bliss. Something had gone wrong. Arianne wasn’t in elemental form. Only Air will be chained to thee . Daemon and Briella had already been freed or were destroyed when the spell was cast. And if they were destroyed, then how did Arianne survive?
    “Air may scream and howl, but it is her sister’s pleas you will hear now. Fire will come to wrench her free. If he is not bold and Air’s heart grown too cold, love will fail and your chains will hold. Still, if Fire can melt Air’s icy wind, then love will triumph once again. So mote it be, an it harm whomever it need.”
    And sweet Briella

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