Here’s your Tuesday teaser for Breaker!
A brief note:
I’ve tried to keep teasers as spoiler-free as possible, but there may inevitably be a few things that slip through. If you absolutely don’t want to know anything before heading into the book, it would probably be best for you to NOT read these excerpts.
Okay- other info:
Fueled by an endless reservoir of hate and rage, the Shadow possessed a colossal power. He could annihilate us with a snap of his fingers.
My blade, skills, and magic were woefully ineffective. They worked against physical beings.
But the Shadow was blood and energy, an immortal who used mortal form out of convenience, not necessity.
The numbers hang high where red towers over sea. Can you find me now?
His strange words reverberated inside me again, a challenge I didn’t know how to address.
“I don’t know where to begin —”
“I’m leaving for Fontesceau tomorrow.”
Located on an island off the southwest coast of Florida, Fontesceau was a popular community and favorite vacation spot for many elementals.
I’d assumed Nexa would be here for my confirmation ceremony. I shook aside the slight hurt. “Why?”
“Restless Passions Convention,” she said impatiently. “In Miami. Since it’s the show’s final season, the entire cast will be there to greet fans. I’m getting everything signed.”
I blinked. She pulled a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket.
“And also because of the last clairvoyant,” she added as an afterthought.
“Brigette Genevieve.” Her lighter flared. “Distant relation.”
The name didn’t ring a bell. I waited.
Nexa took a drag off her cigarette.
I sighed. “And she’s the last clairvoyant because…”
“She is the only ondine we know of who now possesses that Virtue.”
Clairvoyants had a turbulent history in our world. When controlled, their Virtue was remarkable – a magic powerful enough to peer through time and space.
Uncontrolled, it could devastate the person possessing it.
There could only be one reason for Nexa’s sudden interest in that Virtue.
“You think she’ll see how we can end this.”
Empath sometimes allowed me glimpses into fluctuations affecting my future. But I wasn’t a Clairvoyant, the visions were spotty at best, and my dreams had recently remained silent.
If Brigette had a prophetic vision, it could guide us to the end of this war.
“Perhaps.” Nexa exhaled. A ring of smoke curled around her. “Like any Virtue, prophecies are simply a tool. True power always lies in the one who wields it.”
Maybe. But it was still the best tool we had.
An unnerving thought occurred to me. “What if she doesn’t have the vision soon?”
My mother was the only ondine who’d harnessed her Clairvoyance to work for her and not the other way around.
Clairvoyants couldn’t control when their visions occurred.
Brigette could see something tomorrow or twenty years from now.
The possibility of this war continuing for that long sent a chill down my spine.
“One step at a time, dear,” Nexa murmured.
The ocean rumbled, a rhythm of discontent in the dark.