Valens
Remembered, The Story Begins
Valens
of Legacy, Book 1
Sherrel
Lee
Genre:
Paranormal Fantasy Romance
ISBN:
9780985249687
ASIN:
B00CSTZSE4
Number
of pages: 92
Word
Count: 26,324
Book
Description:
Do
you love reading about ShapeShifters? Psychics? Genetically
Engineered Monsters?
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your free copy of Book One of the Valens of Legacy series now.
As
Larinda Nix Thomas buries her adoptive parents, who died in a deadly
echo of the accident that took her birth parents, hidden documents
reveal that she is being threatened by a sinister force and that she
shouldn't trust even her closest allies. Fate demands she accept her
place among the Valens as a shapeshifter, a unicorn, which brings
more changes to her life than she could have imagined and puts her on
a collision course with her ultimate destiny. In this first book of
the Valens of Legacy series myth is rewritten, fantasy and science
fiction blend to create a chilling story of death, loss, and
discovery.
Struggling
to make a life for herself on the streets of Seattle,
Washington--Jemma a, runaway is battling to stay safe and unmolested,
find legitimate work, and secure an education. Concerned social
workers search for her and other runaways to return them to the lives
they escaped from. True friends are few and life has made it hard to
trust anyone. The memory of loving family no longer exists.
Meet
the women who can't remember their past. Discover their stories.
Begin the journey into the world of the Valens of Legacy.
Excerpt
Larinda
Larinda
Nix Thomas watched, eyes filled with tears, as her parents’ coffins
were lowered into the ground. The rain took no pity on the mourners
who had gathered. It blew in past the edges of the tent, dousing
everyone who had come to say their last goodbyes.
Grant
Mayfair and Griffin Hawke, senior executives with Legacy Protection
Services and personal friends of Larinda’s family, stood sentinel
beside her. Larinda struggled to hide how much she blamed them for
her loss. Legacy, and all the resources at their disposal, hadn’t
protected her adoptive parents. Grant and Griffin hadn’t been
there to safeguard Boyd and Fiona, and now she was forced to stand
beside their graves.
Larinda
hugged herself, stroking her shoulder where the mark that resembled a
unicorn was hidden under her jacket. Today the comforting habit
didn’t work.
Grant
reached out and drew her hand into his. “I know you’re hurting,”
he murmured. “It’s so difficult to lose those you love to a
senseless accident.” He gave her hand a squeeze and raised it
toward the numerous friends, employees, and customers who had come to
share her grief—and whose safety and livelihoods depended on the
company her parents had built. “You can trust that I’ll be here
for you,” Grant said. “Help take some of the burden off your
shoulders.”
Reclaiming
her hand, she gave Grant a weak smile. It didn’t last long.
Senseless
accident? Or something far worse? The thought swirled through
Larinda’s mind.
Ambassador
Magellan came forward to shake her hand. “Larinda, please forgive
me. I have duties to address, but I had to let you know Legacy’s
services are not in jeopardy because of your loss. I’m sure Mr.
Hawke is very capable of stepping in until you are better prepared
for such vast responsibilities.”
Larinda
stared blankly at the politician as he walked away. Step aside? I
know I’m not completely prepared for this, but—just let Hawke
take over? Looking at the faces of the men and women who gathered to
comfort her, she suddenly wondered how many of them expected the same
thing.
Her
parents had carefully groomed her in preparation for the day she
would take control of Legacy. She had been immersed in Valens
culture and schooled in the obligations she would inherit from the
day she had become a member of the family. Even at that young age,
she’d understood that their pride and high standards were the
reason for the success of the two-hundred-year-old company. Boyd’s
parents had established the global enterprise and built it into a
world-renowned security firm celebrated for protecting presidents and
kings.
They
had depended on her to carry on when they were gone. She was a
Thomas, even if not by birth, and as long as her family survived,
they would remain in control of Legacy. It was the least she owed
the people who had given her so much.
Valens Rise
Book
Two
Chapter
One
First
Week in November
Jemma
slipped the hood of her jacket over her hair and crept onto the
night-darkened porch. Crouching low, she checked the rain-swept city
street for her pursuers. All seemed quiet. She straightened up,
readying herself to make a run for it.
As
soon as she moved, a man burst out of the shadows of the next
building. Gilbert—the man who had tried to abduct her just a few
days ago. He ran toward her, calling over his shoulder, “She’s
here!”
Behind
him, three six-foot-long, DNA-altered snakes slithered down the
sidewalk. Adrenaline surged through Jemma and she jumped off the
porch, dodging her attacker, who lunged forward to grab her. She
pulled her arm in close to her body and spun to her left, barely
eluding him. She caught a glimpse of the snakes’ white, human faces
just behind him—like demon children from a horror film. The fear of
their poisoned fangs pushed her onward, heart pumping.
She
dashed down the street and around the corner, realizing her mistake
too late. She’d turned down an alley—one with no exit at the far
end. She was trapped.
Gilbert
appeared at the mouth of the alley, the snake creatures close behind.
Desperate, Jemma scooped up an empty liquor bottle lying on the
ground and threw it at him. Her aim was off and it went low, catching
him in the shins and tangling his legs. He stumbled and fell hard
onto the rain-drenched pavement.
Jemma
ran further down the alley, looking for a door, a fire
escape—anything. All she saw were two padlocked doors. She turned
to face her attackers. The snakes were gliding toward Gilbert’s
prone body. With terrifying swiftness, they struck, burying their
fangs in his face and neck.
The
man rolled and twisted in pain, his mouth open in a silent scream.
Jemma, frozen in shock, watched the venom’s swift course through
his body. The major muscle groups contracted violently in turn,
forcing his arms and legs into unnatural positions. The creatures
drew back and studied Gilbert’s tortured thrashing with the
intensity of children observing a pinned bug, and then glided away.
The
poison finally reached Gilbert’s lungs, stealing his breath. She
watched in horror as foam bubbled from his nose and mouth.
Jemma
wrenched her gaze from the horrific sight. Standing at the open end
of the alley was her former teacher, watching Gilbert’s death
throes with avid pleasure, his evil pets writhing and circling at his
feet. He raised his eyes to hers, and a slow smile spread across his
face.
She
was next.
About
the Author:
Wrangler
of a fearsome Yorkiepoo named Rogue (Half Yorkie half Poodle weighing
in at a hefty five pounds). Obsession controlled writer with a
passion for making up names and twisting myths.
Sherrel,
as the daughter of an Emmy winning cameraman, learned early in life
the dark secrets of creating all those incredible fantasy characters
for the large and small screen.
Refusing
to be crushed at the discovery the monsters, aliens, and Robby the
Robot weren't real, Sherrel's imagination soared. She became a
SELF-proclaimed voyeur of special-effects and expert at fictional
character creation.
Website:
http://sherrellee.com/
Amazon:
http://ow.ly/liYNS
Twitter:
@gryphoenix
StoryFinds:
http://storyfinds.com/author/8166/sherrel-lee
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