Title: A Veil of Secrets
Series & Number (or Stand Alone): Araneae Nation # 5
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Heat Level (sweet to erotic): 3 (moderate heat)
Author: Hailey Edwards
Pages or Word Count: 218
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Publish Date: 30 December, 2014
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Some secrets are best forgotten.
Araneae Nation, Book 5
Fresh from the battlefields of Erania, Marne rides south with Edan, headed for the city of Beltania. Among the Mimetidae guards accompanying them is Asher, who’s been a thorn in her side since the day they met. He’s rude and abrasive…yet he was the first to volunteer as escort.
Marne dreams of a fresh start where no one knows who—or what—she is. But first, they must cross the veil. Rumor has it spirits haunt that grim stretch of road, and unwary travelers who enter are never heard from again.
Veil or no veil, Asher is honor bound to see Marne safely to her new home. Though truth be told, Marne leaving Erania is the last thing he wants. This journey is his final chance to convince her distance will only make his heart grow fonder.
When Edan is lost to the mists, Marne is trapped in a strange land with no allies—with a man who draws her closer every day. Closer to her heart, and her secrets. Secrets she must reveal if they are to save the one man bent on tearing them apart.
Warning: This book contains one heroine willing to fly into the face of danger and the hero who gives her heart wings. This adventure is BYOM, Bring Your Own Meal. Trust me, where we’re going, takeout is to die for. Literally.
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“Did you know anyone can make an offering to Old Father, and if he accepts, he can divine their future mate?” He let me snatch the journal out of his hands. “The Salticidae belief in soul mates is so deeply rooted in their culture that before a person forms a strong bond with their significant other the couple must have their spiritual status confirmed. They bring Old Father an item that belongs to their beloved, and from that he can tell whether they are a match. I decided to test his process for myself.”
“Why would you—?” A worse thought occurred to me. “You shared my journal with him?”
“No.” He reached behind his back. “That would have been a violation of your trust.”
“Trust? What trust?” My claws lengthened. “You read my journal without my permission.”
His lips tightened. “I read your notes to save you, to learn how to care for you.”
The joints in my wings began itching. “I am not a pet.”
“You would have died if I hadn’t,” he pointed out to me.
I tucked the journal, the memories of Edan, against my chest. “I wanted to.”
He went still. “And now?”
“I will do my duty to Henri.” Starting tomorrow, I would write. “Then I’m going after Idra.”
He pulled the bowl I had used for breakfast from behind him.
“Where did you—?” I groaned, feeling ten kinds of foolish. “You lied to me.”
“I did. I had to know.” He tossed it to the ground. “Tell me.”
Tell him. Not hardly. “I see no reason to answer your deceit with the truth.”
“Tell me the truth.” He prowled closer. “Were you married to Edan?”
The evasion came harder to my tongue than expected. “That is none of your business.”
He stalked me until my back hit a tree. “A yes would have been simpler.”
My pulse leapt when he braced a hand over my head and leaned closer. “Why does it matter?”
“It might be what you are, or what was done to me, but I can’t stop thinking about you.” His jaw worked. “You can imagine how that conflicts my morals to covet another male’s wife, especially one whose husband obviously adored her.” He smiled, and it was hard. “Rather he doted on her, like one might a younger sister. After reading your journal, I thought to myself that I never saw you and Edan be affectionate in the way husbands and wives are. Rough as his edges were, he would have stolen a kiss from you, a real kiss, if he had wanted one. Yet he never did. Not that I saw. Why was that?”
I shivered as his eyes searched mine. “Perhaps we believe in keeping our private lives private.”
A Veil of Secrets Copyright © 2014 by Hailey Edwards. Used with permission of Samhain Publishing.