DESTINY UNVEILED
(DESTINY SERIES #2)
BY
LAURA DELUCA
Destiny Unveiled (Destiny Series)
by Laura DeLuca
YA Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Bumble
Book Press
Release Date: May 13,
2013
Heat Level: Sweet
Word Count: 86,431
Description:
Gabriella and Darron thought
their magickal battle was over when they defeated the evil warlock, Richard.
When her Aunt Donna seeks Gabriella's help in rescuing her catatonic daughter
from the Dark Coven, Gabriella discovers that her cousin holds a power within
her that would be catastrophic in the hands of the evil witches. Gabriella's
coven sets out on a journey that may be their last. Along the way, they meet
new allies, face devastating treachery, and battle not only the Dark Coven, but
the darkness within themselves. When Gabriella finally comes face to face with
the cousin she never knew existed, her true destiny is unveiled, and the fate
of the mortal world is in her hands.
Excerpt:
Darron was on the roof of a large
building, elevated dizzyingly high over the road below. Other skyscrapers
bordered it, but it was by far the largest building in the general area,
standing several stories higher than it's neighbors. The few cars that dotted
the street below looked like insects. Above him, the moon shone full, round,
and red in the night sky. It was an autumn moon, a blood moon. By the light of
that moon, Darron was able to see the practiced movements of six black-cloaked
figures, who swayed to the steady beat of an invisible drum. Their shapes were
obscure in the pale light, and it was impossible to determine if they were men
or women because the dark, hooded robes they wore hid their features from view.
There was an altar erected in the
center of a circle that was outlined in black charcoal. On that altar sat the
normal tools of ritual: a black tipped dagger, a silver chalice, an incense
burner, and multiple black candles. Darron owned similar items. They weren't
frightening in themselves. But the altar, like the people who lingered around
it, was outlined by a shimmering black aura. The vibrations they relayed were
no less than evil. Their presence made Darron shudder. He watched in horror, as
a silent and unwelcome spectator to the forbidden rights.
Four of the cloaked figures took
up the elemental corners, preparing to call the Guardians. The Guardians
answered their call, unable to ignore the summons because magick can't be
divided into good and evil. It's both because nature is both, harsh and
devastating yet beautiful and gentle as the need arises. It was just as easy
for the dark witches to harness the destructive forces of nature as it was for
Darron and his coven to call upon its life giving magick. Good or evil was in
the heart of its master, not in the magick that was wielded.
A fifth cloaked figure, the
apparent leader of the group, stood in the center of the circle with the dagger
raised high above his head. The sixth and final coven member groveled at the
feet of the leader, his head lowered in acquiescence. The hood of his cloak hid
his face though he was no more than a few feet away from Darron.
"Brother and sisters,"
the leader proclaimed, his accented voice heavy with his foreboding presence.
"Tonight in the wake of the blood moon, we come together to bring a new
brother into our fold. He has completed the required tasks and proven himself
worthy to join us in our work."
"So mote it be!"
The four other cloaked figures
cried out in perfect unison. Their hands were raised to the sky in honor of the
blood moon.
The leader picked up the chalice
from the altar. He followed the path of the circle to all of the elemental
corners, stopping at each of the robed coven members in turn. Each offered
their willing hands to their leader, palm outward. Each welcomed the point of
the black edged dagger as it dug into their open palms without so much as a
gasp of pain. The high priest cut a clean line down the centers of the palms of
his disciples, and they all squeezed their fingers against the open wound to
allow the blood to drip into the waiting chalice.
After collecting the offering
from his followers, the leader returned to the center of the circle and the
waiting initiate. With one quick motion, he sliced open his own palm. He held
his hand over the cup, letting his blood drip slowly into the chalice, until
the wound miraculously healed before Darron's startled eyes. When the chalice
was full, he carried it to the eager initiate who took the cup firmly into his
hands and tilted it towards his lips.
"As this blood makes you one
with our flesh, so your soul follows to become one with the darkness," the
English voice intoned.
As the initiate drained the last
of the liquid in the chalice, his hood fell away, revealing a blonde ponytail
pulled back over a pale white face, made even paler by the outline of bright
red blood around his lips. Darron watched in stunned, horrified silence as his
own face turned to meet his gaze. Eyes turned as black as coals stared back at
Darron with a grim smile of satisfaction.
"Rise Darron," the
leader commanded. And as he spoke, he lifted the hood from his head. Rise
brother of the Dark Coven."
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey
shore with her husband and four children. She loves writing in the young adult
genre because it keeps her young at heart. In addition to writing fiction,
Laura is also the sole author of a popular review blog called New Age Mama. She
is an active member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca
for close to eight years. Her current works include Destiny, Destiny
Unveiled, Phantom, Morrigan, Player, and Demon.
Connect with
Laura DeLuca
Website - http://authorlauradeluca.blogspot.com/
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