Bethany's Heart (Unearthly World Book 3)

by

C.L. Scholey

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Copyright © 2014
by C.L. Scholey

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GAME ON!
This is one married couple whose appetites for each other grow ever stronger with each passing year. They thoroughly enjoy discovering new ways to keep the spark alive and thriving. Allowing another couple to share in their fun only seems to increase the possibilities. Keeping the love alive is certainly not a problem for Mac and Jenney, which makes their escapades deliciously fun to read.
~ Coffee Time Romance

ENGULF – NEW WORLD BK 5
Abri is a strong female heroine. She didn't let deafness de-fine who she is. Raiden is a likeable guy. Why? Even though Abri is deaf, Raiden picked her for his female.

C.L. Scholey has done a terrific job of creating this futuristic romance series. We have action, romance, adventure & mystery all in 102 pages.
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THE BRETHREN OF TAVISH – VAMPIRE COVEN BK 1
The Brethren of Tavish is a wonderfully written book. The characters are well rounded and bring you into the story as if you were really there. The story flows smoothly tying one part to the next. The plot is well thought out, giving you plenty of action...
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“If you had to pick an area to search why the hell did it have to be this area? We’ve been walking forever.”

Finn smiled at his companion who was brushing snow from his shoulders, chest and snowflake-dotted black pants. Clearly, with a blizzard beginning, Blu was engaged in a losing battle. Both warriors were over ankle deep in snow. Their thick dark boots were almost completely covered. The material inside the boots kept their feet warm and dry in the cold. It was the same material their black pants were made of. The clothing was a favorite among warriors in their sector. The fabric was durable, flexible, fire retardant, water resistant; impervious to any type of attack, but most importantly it was designed for a warrior’s large weight and height.

“Most of Earth is under water except the frozen areas. You saw it yourself from the ship as we slid over the terrain.”

Finn repressed a shudder, as he had witnessed from the bridge of their Zargonnii vessel a small island in the middle of nowhere, suddenly sucked under. He could almost hear the noise as it slid beneath the surface, the shoreline seemingly dragging and kicking its way down. Trees waved as though pleading for help. The lone volcano erupted in chaos, crumbling as the lava oozed down its sides.

The ocean gripped the island without mercy, the water churning, bubbling, then settling. Leaving no trace it ever existed aside from the few pieces of debris left aimlessly floating in any direction the current took them. Finn had shuddered off a feeling of the hand of evil. It was as if the world was living for one purpose—destroy, death by drowning.

“Humans aren’t exactly amphibians, they can swim but they don’t live in the water,” Finn said.

Hands on hips, Blu stared up at the sky where dark surreal clouds billowed ominously, rolling, an evil twin to the ocean, or a mirror of mimicry. Grey was Earth’s eternal heavenward cover. A blanket of despair for lives chilled within a bed of disaster.

“Do I need to remind you I’m a Southern Zargonnii?” Blu grouched.

“Blu, you have no sense of adventure.”

“I’m a mercenary,” Blu replied with a great deal of sarcasm, a flourish of his arms, then snorted and batted his face when a snowflake flew up his nose. “I live for adventure, I’m built for adventure.”

“Embrace your new adventure.” Finn spread his arms wide indicating their surroundings.

The white substance beneath their booted feet crunched. Finn knew what snow was. He had tasted it, smelled it, played in it, yet this was an ice haven. Every direction was a sea of white endless nothingness. Icebergs rose in the distance, the wind whistled in a desolate fashion. Ship sensors had indicated a number of heat sources. They had to be coming from something in this mess. Titus, leader of the Southern Zargonnii decided with all of the frozen tundra, a human should be easy to discover.

For this mission, Finn and Blu wore a homing device secured to the outside of their boots. A tiny black button which was undetectable. The presence of the homing device was a clear indication of the level of their mission—dangerous. The mother ship wanted to remain in contact at all times. The war within the universe was progressing; sides had been drawn between the many factions in the different galaxies. The mind-battling Gorgano were gaining ground in some areas and becoming bolder with new allies. The Zargonnii found it hard to mind battle, leaving them vulnerable; theirs was more a brute strength. Titus wanted his men safe. One of the main reasons Titus was interested in human females was their ability to kill the Gorgano mind fighters. This mission, if successful, would give the Zargonnii an advantage—human females weren’t simply a wanted commodity by a few warriors, they were weapons.

The warriors’ surroundings were oddly quiet despite the whistling wind and with the exception of the sound of thick snow and ice underfoot. Finn was used to noise on his planet and many of the others he visited. This planet was so lifeless and empty…sad. Expelled heated breath hovered in the air, exclamation points of testimony the warriors were air-breathing, warm-blooded aliens. Finn gazed left then right, uncertain which direction to take. Titus indicated heat sources in either course. If they remained standing where they were, they would accomplish nothing.

“Pick a direction and move your feet,” Finn muttered out loud. The deep baritone of his growling voice was out of place amidst the vast white emptiness.

Simultaneously, the warriors turned, each in a different direction, took two steps, turned and with exasperation Blu changed course to follow Finn. Finn chuckled his amusement at Blu’s low growl of annoyance. Once they were astride, their pace increased, both equally matched in speed if not height, Finn was a few inches taller when in battle mode. They were both strong seasoned warriors, ready for anything. When the ground beneath them shifted, both males stopped and adjusted quickly to remain standing.

“The ground moves,” Blu said.

“It’s the water under the ice, it’s shifting. A dangerous place to be.”

As he spoke, the ice creaked and a huge crack formed in front of them, breaking the ice, slithering across the snowy surface. The large piece of ice slipped away with water swirling in its wake. The rumbling of the ice reminded Finn of a death cry. The warriors changed course slightly until the ground beneath their feet remained solid. In the distance, jagged hunks of ice bobbed and weaved in a come-hither motion. Finn’s gaze wandered and he realized this part of the earth was as doomed as the others. Soon the vast frozen land would be covered in water.

Off in the distance were large mounds of snow resembling the north Zargonnii homes. Rounded, white, strong in appearance. Finally, something and hopefully someone. As they drew closer, the mounds appeared smaller than what Finn had first speculated. There were many rooms in a Zargonnii home, high ceilings, backyards which kept out predators. Finn highly doubted the ice chunks were as strong as a pelt and bones of a massive cyron beast the Zargonnii used on their lodgings. Cyrons were the strongest creatures on Finn’s planet, his sister-in-law referred to them as razor teeth rabid mammoths. As they approached, the warriors slowed to proceed with caution. Their large size and different looks would frighten humans to begin with; suddenly appearing would set any human into hysterics.

Zargonnii were mercenary warriors, enormous, powerful and fearless. Nothing frightened Finn; why would anything frighten him when he was walking danger. Finn’s red eyes could set an opponent to flames. When in battle mode, his fingernails were two-inch-long black talons; he was over seven feet in height. His snow white, thick hair was long; the tips which rested long enough to cover the bottom of his ass went wild in battle mode. The idea was to terrify an enemy, a trick that never ceased to take the opposition by surprise.

“Come out, come out wherever you are,” Finn whispered and cast a fast grin at Blu.

Come to me, human females
, was what Finn was really thinking. His thoughts were illogical, of that he was well aware. Human females needed warmth; they were bald, tiny, defenseless. A human needed a place of lodging in this cold. Finn, on the other hand, could curl into a ball and be his own safe haven. He knew he was commanding, a strong warrior, a brilliant mercenary and healer, what he hadn’t known until recently dumbfounded him. Finn had been stunned to learn a few new things about his family’s past when he first discovered he had a brother.

Kobe had shown up on Finn’s friend, Zane’s, door with a human female, Zuri. Finn was stunned when he scented his mother on Kobe. It meant only one thing, they were related. It was unusual to say the least, having a brother from the north when Finn lived in the south. Finn was sorry to hear of the sad circumstances leading to their family’s separation and their mother, Unna’s, heartbreak.

Finn had learned he once had two sisters, but both died shortly after birth. In Unna’s devastation, his mother had wandered the continents. He learned the death of a male or female Zargonnii child was almost unheard of. To suffer two losses of two females was indescribable. His mother ostracized herself, unable to bear the looks of pity. Finn suspected it might have been unbearable to live with so many mothers with daughters.

Finn was under the impression he had no family. Mothers did their best to keep sibling males together; his mother was again devastated she had failed. It was why she stayed near Kobe and his mate and their babe.

Now Finn was missing his brother, his brother’s mate and their baby daughter. Finn had gotten a chance to spend some time with his mother, another rarity for the Zargonnii males. Normally once a mother left her son for his father to find, they were out of their lives and stayed out. Her fascination with her female granddaughter drew her attention. Normally female grandchildren stayed with the females in a pod. Unna had expressed gratitude her son’s mate was able to carry a female child and have it live. Finn’s mother’s curiosity and love drove her to protect her female grandchild. Kobe’s situation as well as his friend Zane’s was without a doubt different.