- •Independence, intelligence, and unique beauty of modern women. My heroes all have one thing in common:
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- •I would like to thank Mark Stelljes, the rosarian I consulted as I researched this book. Mark, your information
- •Incredibly erotic dream of my life. I really didn’t give a damn what his face looked like.”
- •Instead of answering her, Mikki twirled an errant strand of thick, copper-colored hair and bought time by
- •It was a solid friendship, founded in trust and mutual respect. And Mikki had no idea why she was so hesitant
- •Intended to turn his face to hers—to open her eyes and to finally, finally see him. Then she had touched them.
- •I was crossing the street, and I heard something weird behind me.”
- •Incredibly articulate like ‘Whoo-hoo! You are one hot mamma, Red.’ That effectively killed the fantasy.”
- •I’m more horny than horrified.” She bit her bottom lip. “Is that awful?”
- •Vibrant, deep blue. If hope had a color, it would be the blue of the old woman’s eyes, and Mikki was struck
- •Very hardy. It makes a great hedge, and it blooms for almost four straight months.”
- •Is your name, my dear?”
- •Its light. Slate blended with mauve and coral in the fading day. Mikki knew the colors would wane quickly,
- •I aothing cd hide within it for long. Mikki opened the knife. The little blade was honed to a razorlike edge,
- •Volunteers at the Rose Gardens noticed it, Mikki would simply smile her way through their admonishments
- •In the psychic? I don’t remember Nelly saying anything about that.”
- •Insightful and well educated. They create worlds filled with strong, passionate women and honorable, heroic
- •It was exhilarating!
- •Intrigued, she searched her memory for details of Medea’s story. She vaguely remembered that the play was
- •I will love my sons and daughters, and adore the gods.”
- •Into her throat, so that when she continued the invocation, her voice strengthened and magnified. Had she
- •It took several minutes for Mikki’s cheeks to cool down. She could easily imagine the blazing red of her
- •Imposingly between the archway she had just walked beneath and the second stone archway, which framed
- •It only took a second for her to work the Band-Aid free from her left palm. The cut was already scabbing
- •It was so silent that Mikki imagined a soundless bubble had been formed around her made of roses and cool
- •It’s just a delusion, she reminded herself firmly. Nothing more than a symptom of my overactive imagination.
- •Inviting suddenly beat against them in a frenzy of scent and sound. They were caught in a vortex of
- •Impossible. Home was a nice little apartment in a great location, not a room fit for a princess. Mikki’s
- •Intermingled with ornate trees, hedges, fountains and statuary. In the heart of the gardens she thought she saw
- •If that were true, then it didn’t matter whether she chose to stay or return. Either way she was screwed
- •It smelled like home.
- •If you understood who we were when Nera and I welcomed you, but surely you know who we are now that
- •I had no idea I was a Priestess of Hecate until the goddess told me so herself. So it’s not just that I don’t
- •Voluptuous. Her body was lush; the blue silk lapped around her like translucent waves. Petite Aeras wore
- •In the center of the circle near the heart of the goddess’s flame.”
- •I think of movement and invisible power. It is a contradiction—a paradox. It cannot be contained, but it can
- •Inspired by the element’s personification, Mikki continued, “Fire is passion and heat. It consumes, but it also
- •In warmth and security, as if her mother’s arms were once again around her. With a catch in her voice, Mikki
- •Impulse or hesitate until she could second guess herself. Mikki danced. Within the circle she twirled and
- •In the midst of the sacred circle.
- •In his arms as the power of the goddess transported them to Hecate’s realm. He closed his eyes and leaned
- •In response to the flexing of his muscles, pain shot through his arms and chest. He welcomed it. The pain
- •Vigilant. He had been tireless in his devotion. And he had been alone, even during the brief moments when he
- •In the casting of a circle. She would not know that she must ground herself and use food and drink to
- •It was only when she stopped dancing that Mikki felt the return of her sick dizziness. So many women . . .
- •Illuminate. Its light danced off a crystal goblet filled with dark red wine. She lifted it, admiring the elaborate
- •In the darkest shadows, washing around her and causing the hair on her body to prickle. “It is a belief to
- •It was totally fucking Loony Tunes.
- •Is not appropriate. What I did for you is out of duty. It is why Hecate called me into her service. Do you
- •Instantly, he halted. “Have care where you step. The glass can cut through the soles of your slippers.” The
- •Impossible that I was aware again. At first I sensed you, but I could not see you. I only knew your presence.”
- •It was so beautiful that it weakened the disbelief and cynicism she had learned from a very young age to carry
- •Intelligent gray eyes looked unnaturally mature and out of place in the goddess’s smooth young face. “I rarely
- •I may be older, but that also means I’ve lived through more experiences, so I suggest they watch their silly
- •Important in either her mother’s or her grandmother’s life. Not that either of them hadn’t been wonderful,
- •Interior? Now she was saying that beauty was everything.
- •Vast forest, a kind of netherworld, which is the crossroads between reality and magick. On one side of the
- •Instincts, Mikado. Allow your spirit and the knowledge held in your blood to guide you, and you will do well .
- •Various other types of mantles.” Taking a wide, soft brush from the vanity dresser, Gii fussed with Mikki’s
- •Voice rumbled intimately between them. If‘Ђfro
- •Inexperienced young girl, had called him back to her without knowing for sure what she wanted to say.
- •It’s your turn to listen and answer.”
- •I can’t do it on my own, so the women are going to have to help me.”
- •Ignored the lingering soreness in her body and the vague nausea she seemed unable to get rid of and looked
- •Ignoring Gii’s sudden surprised intake of breath, Mikki tilted her head in what she liked to think was a
- •I have to finish up here and then take a bath or something because I am definitely a mess and—”
- •It seemed that these roses were greener and healthier than those in the rest of the realm. Beyond the beds of
- •It was true, but she squelched the thought, pulling her mind from the beast to the mystery that surrounded the
- •I’ll definitely need you in the morning. I’m going to have breakfast with the four Elementals. Could you be
- •Instead of being included in one of their groups at lunch . . .
- •In handy in your line of work.”
- •If he was afraid of crushing it.
- •It’s a great resource for me. Now I don’t have to worry about not knowing my way around.” She couldn’t
- •In entering her bed, the very thought of which was abhorrent to her. The sight of me was a constant reminder
- •I should not be here with you.”
- •It was impossible between them because he was making it that way. It was as if there was some kind of
- •If she asked the goddess outright and Hecate commanded her to stay away from him, then what would she
- •In return; she had shivered beneath his lips.
- •If he would be the only one to pay the price, he would gladly do so. He knew it for truth, even though the
- •Imagined that she was preparing to summon the Elementals and begin her day. He, too, must begin his. She
- •Ink, and she’d drawn her own considerably less-attractive lines to quarter the blueprint. “As I said before,
- •In the dirt as she demonstrated exactly how the earth needed to be worked around the roots of the bushes.
- •It had taken Mikado longer to inspect the southern section of the gardens. The roses were more ill there,
- •Its shadows to him and attempt to cloak himself from prying eyes. There he would rest and perhaps drink
- •Intoxicating than wine could ever be. Then he realized what she had said and commanded himself to stop
- •It was the exact green of her eyes. She knew it flattered her, just as she knew Daphne had brought it to her at
- •It was okay for her to touch him. But his only movement was the pounding of his heart and the drawing of his
- •View of the torch-lit gardens. The north side of the hall held door after door, each ornately carved with mystic
- •If they like the wish, they turn it into a dream.”
- •Is a dream you will grant.”
- •In Tulsa when you started coming to me in my dreams—and I didn’t even know the man within you then.
- •It was not enough! The beast within him roared.
- •Into stone. She pulled away, but only by a hand’s width, so she could meet his eyes.
- •Into the marble troughs that stretched from its base outward and all the way to the four corners of the
- •Invoked the spells?” Gii said.
- •Imagine what was going to go on in the women’s wing tonight. I wish the same thing was going on in my
- •Is that Crete?”
- •Into the realm.”
- •In the middle of which sat a huge pallet covered with more pelts. This is where he sleeps. The thought sent a
- •Voluptuous swell of her ass.
- •Imagined knowing the joy of.”
- •It is your love that sustains us.” He closed his eyes and buried his head in her hair, willing himself not to
- •In the mundane world. He would still be without her, but Asterius could live with that. He would miss her for
- •Inhumanly feral grace that the comparison was jarring. She didn’t desire the golden man, but she did feel a
- •In some harmless flirtation. And why not? She felt amazingly pretty and completely loved. But that didn’t
- •It is not. Perhaps he will choose to keep you to himself while we visit the women in the rest of your pathetic
- •Instantly, Asterius checked his attack.
- •It is the goddess you must beseech in the future.” Without another word, the Titan disappeared from the
- •Very much alive. Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet her lover’s.
- •Victory for them. If they can taint your life, even after they’ve been banished, then they haven’t truly been
- •Idiot! Do you have bandages? Ugh—some of these look like they need stitches. There has to be a doctor in
- •In the barely controlled strength of his thrusts. Mikki didn’t close her eyes. She wanted to see him, to watch
- •Violently. Mikki pulled back to see that his eyes were closed and tears were slowly tracking their way down
- •Violence was left to disturb you.” Gii’s voice shook, and her face was deathly pale. “They’re dying, Empousa.
- •Varieties, with their double blooms and abundant midseason and fall repeat blossoming. But why had these
- •Irrigation for the realm. Is that true?”
- •In the spring they would grow back and be healthier and hardier than before. Roses were survivors—not the
- •Imagine it, and so she refused to think about it. She would do what she had to do when the time came. Until
- •Into the walls of the cave and lighting more torches until the bedroom was alive with warmth and light. He
- •Into the heart of the gardens. Mikki didn’t allow her mind to wander. She hurried up the stairs, barely glancing
- •Into Asterius’s bed . . .
- •I began to hope that perhaps Hecate had allowed me to live for so longt o±ђ† for another reason.” Sevillana’s
- •Is only part of my name. I rarely use my family name—it is too difficult for me to hear it and to know that I
- •Very least, forced me back to face Hecate’s wrath. Instead, he said one small thing and then stepped aside and
- •It all made horrible sense. Asterius’s behavior when they first met and were attracted to each other . . . How
- •Into the meadow, followed by a group of young, beautiful women. Their flowing chitons were draped
- •In the shadows, Hecate smiled and patted one of her great beasts on his dark head.
- •Into eyes that were so big and blue and beautifully dark lashed that she suddenly and moronically forgot her
- •I’m not sure whether to get her another dog, get her some Prozac or take her for a visit to the pet psychic.”
- •Interested in women like me.”
Victory for them. If they can taint your life, even after they’ve been banished, then they haven’t truly been
defeated.”
“I’ll never let them fool me again. And I’ll never go into that damned forest again, either.” She raised her
head and stared at him. “How do you stand it? How can you go out there and collect the threads of reality
and know they’re out there, too, watching and waiting for a chance to attack?”
“It is my destiny to battle them. Many of them are old, familiar enemies.”
“Aren’t you afraid?”
“Only when I think about what would happen if I failed and allowed them to have their way with the
realm.”“A>
“But you won’t ever fail,” she said.
“No. I cannot.”
She thought he sounded incredibly tired, and she hoped desperately that he wouldn’t have reason to battle the
Dreams Stealers again until he was well rested and—“Oh, God! Put me down! You have to go back and make
sure the rose wall is okay and that no part of those things stayed in the realm.”
“The realm is safe. The north wind blew the last vestiges of their evil deep into the forest.”
“But shouldn’t you go back and make sure everything’s really okay?”
“All is well, Mikado. When Dream Stealers have been faced and defeated, they are loathe to attack again
soon. They know that once they have been recognized for what they are, their power to taint lives is
drastically weakened. They must retreat to lick their wounds and plot a new attack for another day.”
“I remember Hatred said he is never finished.”
“He isn’t. We must always guard against him.”
Something she had read once surfaced in her mind, and she spoke the words softly aloud. “Good defeated is
stronger than evil triumphant.” She touched the side of his face. “You fight on the side of good.”
“And I will not allow evil to triumph.”
“I won’t let them taint my life; they won’t defeat me.” She lay her head back on his shoulder and then said,
“How did you save me from dying?”
“I beseeched a boon from Cronos,” he said quietly.
Her head snapped up again. “Your father?”
He nodded.
“You talked to your father?”
“Briefly.”
“How long has it been since the last time you talked to him?” she asked, wondering at the odd, wooden
expression that had hardened his face.
“I have never before spoken to him.”
She studied him, feeling angry as hell at the arrogant Titan who had so cavalierly created and then discarded a
son, wishing that she could erase the centuries of pain and loneliness in his past. Not knowing what else to do,
she kissed him gently on the cheek.
“Thank you for saving my life,” she said.
His face softened into a smile. “I was just returning the favor, Empousa. Remember, you brought me back to
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life once, too.”
“That’s right.” She nipped his jaw. “And I like you better this way.”
“Because you find that you are weary of walking, and you enjoy being carried about by your beast?”"><‘Ђ†
Mikki laughed. “Well, the myths do say that the Minotaur was half bull, but I don’t think bulls make very
good beasts of burden. Rumor has it they’re not docile enough.”
“In this case, the rumor,” he said, giving her a quick, hard kiss that ended in a growl, “is true.”
By the time they reached Asterius’s lair, Mikki was tired of being carried, even though when he finally put
her down the cave rocked a little under her feet. Especially after she realized that her chiton was hanging in
shreds from her body, which was sticky with drying blood.
She groaned through clenched teeth. “I’m going to puke my guts up if I don’t get this stuff washed off me.”
She glanced up at Asterius. “You may have to carry me up the stairs to my baths.”
He swung her into his arms again, but instead of leaving the cave, he strode to his bedroom.
“Okay, I realize that my head is truly screwed up right now, but I do believe you’re going in the wrong
direction. Not that I don’t want you to take me to your bedroom, but after I’ve washed this mess off of me.”
“We keep forgetting to finish your tour of my lair.”
“We don’t forget; we get interrupted,” she said.
“Then allow me to show you the rest of my lair without interruption.” He carried her through his bedroom
and then to a rounded doorway that fit neatly within a corner Mikki hadn’t noticed before. It opened to a
torch-lit tunnel, at the end of which was another rounded doorway, which, Mikki noted with surprise, was
framed in sunlight.
“You know, this place isn’t really very lair-ish. I mean, it’s actually comfortable and beautiful. I think you
should call it,” she paused, thinking, while he took them closer and closer to the light. Then he stepped from
the tunnel and into a large round room, the ceiling over the center of which was open to show the clearing
morning sky. And also to allow the rising steam from the contained hot spring bath to escape. “I think you
should call it paradise!” she breathed.
He laughed and put her down. In seconds, she’d stripped off what was left of her chiton and, with a satisfied
groan, walked down the smooth steps and sank into the deliciously hot water. From behind her, she heard him
speaking quick, sharp commands in the magickal language he used to call things to him, and she turned her
head in time to see two baskets burst into being. One was filled with soaps, clean towels and lengths of soft
chiton material. The other—she sighed happily—was full of food.
Asterius lifted a crystal bottle from the first basket and then smiled at Mikki. She grinned back, wondering at
why he suddenly looked so shy.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Your soap,” he said, holding up the bottle.
“I didn’t mean the bottle. I meant what’s that expression on your face about?”
“I would like to ask you something.”
“Okay.” Then she laughed. “You look a little mischievous.” Feeling much revived by the warm mineral
water, she gave him a sexy smile. “Are you feeling like being a little bit naughty?”
“I—I would like to bathe you,” he said in a rush. And then he thoroughly shocked Mikki by flushing a deep
red against the bronze of his skin.
“I would love that.”
He walked to the edge of the rock pool and put down the crystal bottle. Then he took off his leather cuirasse
and the short tunic he wore underneath. She loved looking at his body, watching as more and more of it was
exposed. He was so physically powerful, such an amazing blending of extremes—man and beast, just as his
mind was a blending of extremes, too. He was fierceness and compassion—childlike innocence and ancient
knowledge mixed together to form a being truly unlike any other who would ever exist in any world. She was
so distracted by her happy contemplation that it wasn’t until he entered the pool that she realized the blood
that spattered his body had come from more than her wounds. His arms were covered with slashes and bite
marks.
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“They hurt you!” She pulled him down so she could begin soaking the wounds in the hot water. “I’m such an