Ascension
E.A. Weston
(Avalon, #3)
Publication date: October 2nd 2018
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance
From USA Today Bestselling Author E.A. Weston comes the final book in the award winning Avalon series.
After encountering a fairy in the human world Reagan Lunasa learned to love again. Following her heart and the prince of fairies she crossed into another realm, where her life was put at risk time after time.
Escaping the torment of Connor’s wrath, Reagan returns to her home in Faircrest with the beloved princess of Avalon, someone who was long thought dead. Learning to co-exist and help each other through hard times Reagan is soon eager to get moving with her life. Soon, Reagan, Aurelia, Brokk, and Claudia are crossing back into Avalon with determination.
Intent on finding her prince, Reagan sets out on a path to her true love. Nothing will stop her or come between them again not even an all out battle between good and evil. With plans to follow Killian into battle, Reagan soon learns that the best laid plans don’t always go the way they were intended. Ghosts from her past resurface forcing Reagan to make a choice that could tear her world apart forever.
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Excerpt:
Excerpt:
Prologue
250 years ago in Avalon
I watch the new arrivals as they march
through the gate behind me. Some of us fairies arrived early as a sign of
respect, but some are just now showing up, disgusting.
Each of them smiles as they are assigned their room, and I wonder who I will be
stuck with. I am not here to make friends or please anyone, no, I’m here to
become a fierce warrior so that one day I can protect what is mine.
“Hello,” a deep voice says.
“Hello,” I reply. My eyes take in the fairy
standing before me, his tall, lean body, with his black hair just like the rest
of the warrior born fairies, but this one, there’s something different about
him.
“I am Rowan,” he says holding out his hand.
“Connor,” I reply, gripping his hand in
return.
I watch as he places some small items on the
footrest and scowl, trinkets. What good will they do him here? We are here to
become warriors not miss the female fairies. He smiles when he places a small
stone onto the surface.
“You have a female,” I ask.
“Indeed, my true mate,” he smiles at me
lighting up his whole face.
“Congratulations,” I reply then leave the
small confined space. I pace the stone walkway until my anger simmers. How can
he have his true mate so soon, he is not but my age. A horn sounds, snapping me
from my thoughts and I march into the field to wait my orders. Rowan stops next
to me still smiling, but I plan to wipe it from his face. We hold our heads
high while we are instructed on what to do.
“Swordplay,” I hiss.
“You do not like swordplay?” he questions.
“No, I prefer the real thing,” I snap.
He answers with a chuckle, and I feel my
anger rise again. He is too cavalier, too…smiley to be a warrior.
“Ah, you made it,” our instructor says to him.
“Indeed I did,” Rowan says, in return. They
share a secret smile, which has my hands clenching into fists.
“You may take your leave,” we are told before
the instructor walks away.
“Have fun sword playing,” Rowan grins as he
walks away from me.
I watch him while I cut down my warrior
brother with my wooden sword. Rowan has the eyes of most of our instructors and
many of our warrior brothers. I can’t seem to stop the snarl that curls my lip.
“You do not like the prince,” my partner
asks.
“What?”
“The crown prince,” he nods to where Rowan is
now laughing with his sparring partner.
“You must be mistaken,” I reply.
“I am not. That is Prince Rowan, I have been
to many revelries to know who he is,” my partner replies. “Just last summer he
bonded with the princess of the summer court,” he tells me.
“Of course, I did hear that,” I reply. His true
mate, a princess, of course it would be, for who else would the Goddess create
for the beloved Prince of Avalon but an equally beloved Princess.
“You do not look pleased,” my partner says
with watching eyes.
“I am indeed,” I reply forcing a smile to my
lips. “The prince, here with us,” I sigh. Just the fairy I have always wanted
to meet.
Copyright © 2018 by
E.A. Weston
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Author Bio:
E.A. Weston is a USA Today bestselling author of New Adult contemporary, paranormal, and Fantasy romance novels. By day she stays at home with her daughter but each night she slips away to spin her tales and gets lost in her fantasy worlds.
As an avid reader, E.A. Weston enjoys anything with a bit of romance and a paranormal twist. When she’s not writing or devouring her latest read, she can be found spending time with her family or watching movies.
E.A. Weston was born and raised in Dublin Ireland, She now resides in southern California.
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