EXCERPT FROM IMMORTAL PROTECTOR
An excerpt from Immortal Protector (Eternity Covenant Book 1) by Ursula Bauer:
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“So, Doc, do you believe?”
Meg licked her dry lips. “You can’t expect me to believe in immortality.”
“Take a moment, think of everything you’ve seen tonight. Does it add up to any reality you’re aware of?” He sat down on the edge of the big bed and the mattress groaned beneath his bulk. “Have you ever seen the like? Of me, or them?”
The horrific scenes played through her mind, the macabre creatures, Gideon’s stabbing and survival.
“I’m a doctor. A scientist.” Her brain turned over the scenes again and again, and reason attempted and failed to supply answers. “There is no such thing as immortality.”
“There is.” He reached back onto the bed, grabbed his black T-shirt and shrugged into it, taking away the spectacular view. “There’s magic. There’s Old Gods. There’s feuds, wars, demons, creatures that go bump in the night. Boogey men exist. Nightmares are real. So am I, and I’m one of the guys who makes the dark a safer place. I’m one of the guys who works to keep the shadows to themselves, so the average mortal can go on with life and never worry too much about what’s really lurking just one step behind and slightly out of focus.”
“I can’t accept that, Mr. Sinclair.” If she did, it meant everything she thought she knew was suspect. It meant the anchor of science that kept her life from casting adrift was gone and that she was floating now in a storm she couldn’t control or even begin to understand. There was nothing Meg hated more than being out of control. “Please, let me go. Let me go home, I’ll forget all of this. I won’t tell the authorities.”
He cracked that half grin again, giving his harsh visage a suddenly boyish look. Then, before her very eyes, he faded into mist. The mist rose and swirled around her, carrying that scent she first experienced when she opened her balcony door to the sultry night. Every nerve in her body flared to life. Her skin electrified as the mist danced across her like a light, silken rain. Heat pooled low in her belly and for a moment she forgot her situation and surrendered to the delicious, alien sensation.
When the air around her thinned, she opened her eyes. He stood before her, looking down at her with hooded, sleepy eyes. “Still don’t believe?”
“You’re impossible,” she breathed, her throat tight and dry, her body hot and wet. “This is crazy.”
“I couldn’t agree more. But it’s the truth.” He reached out and brushed her cheek with his knuckle. “I’m immortal and I’m the only chance you have at staying alive in a very nasty, very deadly game.”