- •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.”
Varieties, with their double blooms and abundant midseason and fall repeat blossoming. But why had these
two bushes been spared from the killing blight?
She looked around, searching for spots of brightness within the ocean of rot and disease. She found a splash
of red in the bed closest to the rose gate. Quickly, she made her way there. Three bushes there, all at the edge
of the bed, were in full bloom. Their color and the deep, true rose fragrance of the blooms identified them as
Chrysler Imperials.
What did the two types of roses have in common? Chrysler Imperial was a Hybrid Tea Rose; Salet was of the
Old Garden variety. One was red; the other pink. And they weren’t even near each other. Mikki stared at the
healthy pink where it sat, blooming contentedly, seemingly unfazed by the death around it. Mikki shivered.
Hadn’t the Salet bed been the one the Dreams Stealers had forced her down in the middle of? They’d meant
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to rape her there. Thankfully, Asterius had arrived in time and—
pedЎЂ†Mikki’s breath caught. She knew why these roses lived, thrived even in the midst of others that had
succumbed to death and disease; she knew what all five bushes had in common. Her blood had touched each
of them.
Mikki walked unsteadily to a nearby bench, making it just in time for her to sit as her knees gave way.
She had been in the Salet bed when she had taken the blow on her shoulder. Absently, she touched her
shoulder, remembering how freely it had bled. Then near the gate—that was where Hatred had sliced through
the vein at her throat. She vaguely remembered lying there, half in the bed, half on the marble path, as blood
pumped from her body.
Her blood had saved the roses, had protected them from the Dream Stealer’s poison. She put her face in her
hands and tried to understand the enormity of her discovery. Over and over the words my blood saved them
played in her head.
“Mikado, the women await your command.”
She looked up, blinking her vision clear. Asterius knelt beside the bench and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“Trust yourself, my love. You will find a way to heal them.”
She stared into his dark, expressive eyes and knew what he said was the truth. She knew how to heal the
roses, and she did trust herself. Now all she needed to do was to find the courage to act.
“I’m going to Hecate’s Temple to speak to the women. Have the Elementals gather them and meet me there.”
“Yes, my Empousa,” Asterius said. He bowed to her and then took her hand and kissed it gently.
MIKKI stood within the raised temple. The four Elementals had formed a semi-circle behind her. Asterius
stood behind them, near the goddess’s ever-burning flame. Mikki looked out at the large group of women.
They were silent, their faces set with worry and fear, every particle of their attention focused on their
Empousa. She lifted her chin and drew a deep breath, projecting her voice into the crowd.
“We have a lot of work to do. We need to move fast, and we need to be focused. The disease that is killing
the roses must be stopped, and I give you my word that I know how to stop it.” She paused as a sigh of relief
rippled through the crowd. “They’ll be no dividing into the four groups this time. All of us need to focus on
the area closest to the rose gate and work our way out from there. First, I want buckets of the strongest wine
we have brought out to the gardens.” She saw the looks of surprise on the women’s faces, and it almost made
her smile. “What you are going to do is to cut the diseased roses down to the ground. Then take the canes and
pile them outside the rose wall, where Floga will burn them. As you move from bush to bush, be sure to dip
your shears in the buckets of wine. It will help stop the disease from spreading to parts of the plants that have
not been infected. Your shears must be razor sharp, and you need to make each cut at an angle.” Her eyes
passed around the group, looking confidently into the women’s eyes. “Are there any questions?”
No one spoke.
“Then let’s get to work.” The women hurried off in groups to gather cutting tools and wine, and Mikki turned
to face her handmaidens. “I wasn’t exaggerating. We have to work hard and fast. The disease is spreading at
an unnatural rate.” Her eyes found Asterius in the shadows. “Asterius, as much as I don’t like the idea of
opening that damned gate, my instincts tell me that burning the sick roses inside the realm would be a terrible
mistake.”
“Then we follow your instincts, Empousa,” he said. “And I will be there to guard the open gate.”
“I know you will. That’s why I’m not afraid to open it.” She smiled at her handmaidens and had to work hard
to keep the tears from her eyes. “And I know each of you will do whatever it takes to help heal the roses. I’m
proud of you, and I believe in you. The Realm of the Rose will thrive again, I promise.”
“We believe you, Empousa,” Gii said. She walked to Mikki and kissed her gently on the cheek before
curtseying and hurrying out to the roses.
“We trust you, Empousa,” Aeras said. She, too, kissed Mikki before dropping into the familiar, graceful
curtsey and departing.
The Water Elemental walked forward to take her turn kissing the High Priestess, but Mikki’s question made
her pause.
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“Nera, I seem to remember that someone told me that the fountain”—Mikki nodded her head in the direction
of the massive water feature that bubbled and frothed beside Hecate’s Temple—“is the main source of