Through Time: Whiplash Book

By Claudy Conn

Why do second chances have to come with complications?
Trevor, Prince of Lugh, had been thwarted from putting Pestale, the eldest Dark Prince, to death, but now he’s been asked to investigate whether the Dark Prince has evaded punishment. This time, Trevor plans to make sure Pestale is taken care of permanently.
But a simple assignment turns complicated when Trevor finds himself thrown two hundred years into the past, along with Jazmine Decker, a Fios (Fae seer). There they encounter Pestale’s younger brother Hordly, who has evil schemes of his own. Add the Orb of Time, an eleven-year-old orphan with unusual powers, and an encounter with an evil wizard, and Trevor realizes his mission will be anything but simple.
Seelie Queen Aaibhe is at long last enjoying a second chance at happiness. But her love for Morgan LeBlanc, a Milesian, is the ammunition her political rivals have been looking for. Claiming her association with the leader of the Fae’s former enemies makes her unfit to govern, factions within the Council plot to remove her from the throne. Will it lead to civil war?
Can Trevor and Jazmine find the Orb of Time, get back to the present, and stop Hordly and his brothers from unleashing an army of nightmarish monsters on humans and Fae alike? Can Aaibhe and her loyal supporters hold the Council together and keep the Fae united against the Unseelie threat?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Claudy Conn
• Release date: Mar 6, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301436149

Claudy Conn

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Claudy Conn is a multi published author who got her start with her bestselling historical/regency romances.She tells us that she fell in love with the fantasy/paranormal genre and created a world of paranormal.She hopes you will read and enjoy and join her on her facebook where she loves to interact with her readers.page.http://www.facebook.com/pages/Claudy-Conn-Paranormal-Romance-Author/135826686471445

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Through Time-Whiplash

She could be in trouble here

Jazz whipped around so fast she nearly snapped her neck, to find not only a Seelie Fae but a Royal Fae Prince bearing down on her .

Had he heard the stone call her a Fios? He must have.

Oh, no, oh no. She could be in trouble here.

She had given herself away.

He was not in human Glamour but cloaked with invisibility, yet she had acknowledged his presence when he’d surprised her. What was more, he was a Royal, and her mother had told her tales of what Royals did with their kind. She knew the tales of Royals, all Seelie Fae, visiting, discovering what they were, seducing, and then whisking them off to Faery.

Now what? Play dumb, yes, that was it; she could do dumb. What moved her to peek at him she didn’t know, but she did. He saw her interest with narrowed eyes. What was she doing—what was wrong with her?

She had never seen a Royal before, but she knew by the torque around his neck, which was gold and etched with the insignia of his Royal House, that he was one.

Royals were the most magically potent of all Fae and therefore the most dangerous, and this one was the hottest Fae she had ever seen. She was mesmerized by the way his long, thick, flaxen hair blew in the wind all about his handsome face. She was so damned taken by his good looks and his smokin’ body. Oh, this was not good. There was only one thing to do …

She took off at a speed, even greater than the one she knew she possessed, aware that it was probably useless. No matter how fast she could run using her Fios magic, she couldn’t out distance him. He was a Fae, with the power to ‘shift’, which allowed a Fae to step from one place into another in only a matter of seconds. She didn’t know if that was science or magic, but she knew she would be trapped.

Fae seers had many extraordinary gifts. However, not all Fios had the same gifts. One of her particular gifts was speed. She held the hope that she would hold no interest for him and he would not bother himself to stop her. Wrong.

Evidently, stopping her was what he wanted to do.

She ran into a brick wall that she realized was his chest, bounced off like a rubber ball, and fell backwards so hard she had the wind knocked out of her.

The Royal Fae Prince stared down at her as she lay back against the grass trying to catch her breath and asked, "What, by Danu, are you?"

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Through Time Series

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Through Time-Slamming (coming in June 2013)

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Prince in the Mist (Novella)

Trapped—Legend

Free Falling—Legend

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What reviewers are saying

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ShadowLove—Stalkers is hot, Hot, HOT

ShadowLove—Stalkers is filled with steaming action and dramatic tension … Claudy delicately plants the seeds for future development and characters without distracting from the excitement and romance of Stalkers. The result is that she has a paranormal, vampire series, of romance novels, which carries her own unique and spicy aroma.

ShadowLove—Stalkers is hot, Hot, HOT … and yes, I am blushing.

~ Vonnie Faroqui, Ink Slinger’s Whimsey

Five Cups and a CTTR (Coffee Time Reviewer’s Recommend) Award

ShadowLove—Stalkers is a story that immediately hooks the reader. It reminds me of a roller coaster just beginning, only to plunge into speed, drawing the reader into non-stop action. Intense and spellbinding, this paranormal romance kept this reader engrossed until the conclusion. I loved the passion and chemistry between the main characters. With tremendous action and well thought out characters, this fantastic read sizzles and sparks like a firecracker.

~ Coffee Time Romance & More

Trapped Legend has my pulse skyrocketing!

A clever, fast paced, unpredictable blend of action, adventure, mystery, magic and steamy hot loving … I picked it up and couldn’t tear myself away from it until I read the last page.

I highly recommend each book in Claudy’s Legend series. You’re seriously missing out on some wonderful adventures if you haven’t read the previous stories. It’s by far one of the most exceptionally crafted, enchanting Fae series I’ve ever read.

~ Candice Stauffer, author

Five Stars for ShadowHeart—Slayer

This second in Conn’s Shadow series is filled with vampires, a vampire slayer, demons, wizards, a Fae prince and an unlikely romance. Claudy Conn does an excellent job of making this a standalone story while incorporating some of the characters from the first book and introducing us to several new characters. The war is still brewing and now the fae are becoming involved. Can’t wait for the next book in the series.

This is another one I couldn’t put down and read in a single sitting. I got so caught up in the action I was sad to see it end. Fans of the paranormal romance, urban fantasy and vampire genres should enjoy this as well.

~ Wild About Bones on GoodReads

One hot and thrilling book

I fell for all three of the main characters, fun loving Maxie, dark and brooding Julian, and one hot Fae, Breslyn. However, it wasn’t just the characters that kept me on the edge of my seat, it was the entire involved plot that included jealously, betrayal, magic, murder, and, of course, hot passion … The well-written out mixture of myth and legend, not to mention the characters, all in today’s world has me Joyfully Recommending Spellbound—Legend as one book you won’t want to miss.

~ Jo, Joyfully Reviewed

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Fanning the flames of Myriah Fire!

What was once an innocent, if rollicking, regency romance has exploded with passion as Claudy Conn revisits Myriah Fire to turn up the heat.

The addition of unbridled sexual passion to Myriah Fire’s strong story brings dimensions of maturity and depth to the struggles faced by Myriah and Kit, without diminishing any of the innocence, joy or charm found in the original story. This revised version of Myriah Fire allows Claudy’s regency followers to appreciate what her paranormal romance fans have discovered—mind-bending eroticism.

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~ lmjolicoeur on Smashwords

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Being a huge fan of Jane Austen, with Emma and Pride and Prejudice being two of my favorite romance novels, I was thrilled when Claudy sent me her regency romance to review. This novel had everything: danger, a villain, twists, and more secrets between characters then I could count. I really enjoyed the story and the strong female lead. One thing that I will say about Conn’s Regency romance is this is no Jane Austen. There was serious heat in the book between the main characters. That just made this an even better Regency piece. I recommend it for a fun and delightful read. I will look to read her other Regency romances now.

~ Emily Walker’s Reviews

5 Stars

Another fun regency by Claudy Conn. Full of characters who come to life and pull you into the story. And as always the evil villain lurking about ready for his chance to wreak havoc. From the forests of Nottingham to the streets of London, there is plenty of excitement and page-turning adventure from beginning to end.

~ Reviews by Jutzie

Through Time-Whiplash

By

Claudy Conn

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Through Time-Whiplash

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~ Prelude ~

AAIBHE, QUEEN OF the Seelie Fae, stood by her window overlooking the rose gardens of her palace on the Seelie Fae’s Isle of Tir.

Morgan LeBlanc stood behind her, resting his chin on her fair head. She pressed back against him and whispered, You must go.

He turned her to him and held her chin. My love, I can’t tell you enough what you are to me, like one of those rare blooms in your garden, exotic and beyond description. He frowned and asked, And why must I go?

Sadness filled her mind, but when he touched her, he made her feel as though they could come through this together. She rubbed her head against him, torn by what she felt and what she knew she had to do.

She could see he sensed her indecision as he whispered, Let me stay, just a bit longer.

He was so easy to love.

An exquisite warrior, noble of heart and character.

She had not wanted to love him.

Love brought loss, and loss brought such pain …

He was the Milesian leader, and the Council would be horrified at such a union. The Queen of the Seelie Fae and the leader of the Milesians?

All her world would be shocked into censuring her. How could she lead them through the dark times ahead if they did not trust her decision making? And there would be dark times ahead.

Indeed, but how could she deny herself? She had been too lonely too long, and he … was superb in every imaginable way.

You must go now, she said softly.

His answer was to embrace her and kiss her long and hard, growling when he came away from that kiss to say, "I leave for you, because you ask it, but I—we—shan’t be denied much longer."

He was upset, and he had a right, but they were from opposing forces politically. She had to be careful, as did he, though he denied it. He had told her that he and his son Chance would lead their people, no matter who they took as their lifelong mates! He had pointed out the Milesians were very pleased with Chance’s union with Princess Royce. So why not theirs?

She said, Because I am a queen and you are, in essence, their king.

She would have to be wise for them both. She smiled at him and touched his face. I shall come to you as soon as I may …

If you don’t, I will come for you—mark me in this, Aaibhe!

He was a dominant male, equal in strength to her, and was, she thought, just what she needed. Although her subjects loved her, and some even desired her, they were still her subjects who owed her deference and to whom she owed wise rulership. As a queen she knew and ably fulfilled her duties, but as a woman, at times she grew tired, so tired of forever leading, forever making decisions that affected her entire Realm as well as the Human Realm.

She smiled when he growled and mumbled, and then he was gone.

Aaibhe turned once more to contemplate without seeing the rare blooms he spoke of just outside her windows. They were like her feelings for Morgan—riotous, undeniably beautiful, and dangerous.

She had not felt this way in well over a thousand years.

The future, she knew, was edged in darkness. A rim of fire framed what she had seen, threatening not only her relationship with Morgan but all life, not only human life, which was forever at risk, but Seelie Fae life. She knew her Druid and Fios team would have to help her contain it once again; war seemed inevitable.

She would need her best Royals, her best Druids, and their lives would most surely be forfeit for the slightest mistake.

She had no way of knowing, no way of seeing the outcome.

Her sight, which only gave glimpses of possible events, was just that, a glimpse here and there, with no definitive answers.

Time travel, which had been denied to all Fae in the last one hundred years and limited even to her, might have allowed her to go in and tweak events to better serve both the Fae and the Human Realms, but even that was not to be.

Perhaps it had been the indiscriminate travel into time that had brought matters to such a pass?

A knock sounded at her door, and she turned to welcome one of her youngest warrior princes, Trevor.

He bowed his head and then respectfully stood, tall, erect, muscular, and more a warrior today than he had been only a few weeks ago. His flaxen hair fell about in loose curls to his shoulders, and as he raised his head, their eyes met.

She could see he was still angry.

He looked so very much like his older brother, Danté, she thought as she stared into his deep golden eyes, but he was different, so very different. He still had to grow and learn.

Discontent glinted in the recesses of his Seelie eyes, but something else lay in their recesses, a sadness that went deep.

Trevor of Lugh must not be allowed to fall into bitterness, she thought. Pampering him wasn’t something she had the time to do any longer, nor could she waste any time teaching him what eventually he would learn. He was going to have to absorb everything he needed to know in one quick lesson.

Trevor, sit with me. She waved one elegant hand towards a high-backed chair, sat first, and waited.

He hesitated but did what she asked. She could see he didn’t want to. She could see he wasn’t just angry but discontent.

Tell me, she said, why you are not satisfied with the results of your mission. After all, Pestale has been stopped, and in a manner of speaking he is being punished—denied all he had strived to accomplish.

"Stopped? For now, but not punished. He killed Lana … and what of the humans he killed? Trevor shook his head. In my humble opinion, my Queen, he has gotten off too easy."

You do not think it is punishment enough to send him back to the Dark Realm, a place he loathed?

No, I do not, and, my Queen, how can you call it punishment when he has been taken by his father, made to drink from the Cauldron, and has no memory of his past deeds? No, that is not punishment, and that is not the justice I sought. If you wanted to keep him alive, you should have given him a conscience and allowed him to suffer the agonies of regret and guilt.

Even I cannot give one a conscience. She clucked her tongue and waved this off. "I maintained the balance between the Realms, my Prince. The Dark King would have allowed us to put Pestale to death, yes, but at what cost? He would never have forgiven us. The Dark King is a complicated, unfathomable being, and we could not, cannot, afford to go to war with him. Pestale has always been his favorite creation. He seems to believe that Pestale, whom he calls his son, can be redeemed."

I don’t want him redeemed. I want him dead, Trevor spat.

"Fie—such emotion is unbecoming a Seelie prince," Aaibhe said gently.

I beg your pardon, my Queen, he said, but she wasn’t sure he did.

She studied him before saying, "I have a mission for you because I, like you, do not believe Pestale can be redeemed simply by drinking the water of forgetfulness. She sighed. I will be calling on your brother, on Breslyn … on many in the days ahead. We have more to concern us than justice or revenge, much more."

What, my Queen? He stared at her, and she saw his puzzlement.

I am not sure how it will come or when, but I saw destruction, not only the complete destruction of the Human Realm, but ours as well.

He crossed arms and shook his head. I should have drove my Death Sword deep into his body!

Hush now, Trevor. Are you mine to command? she said gravely.

He dropped his arms and then made a fist of allegiance that he pounded against his upper chest. I am yours to command, my Queen, as ever, as always.

She smiled softly. "I know. In my vision, I saw Pestale … very much who he always was. Something has gone wrong. I do not believe he actually drank from the Cauldron. I also saw Morrigu steal something from the Dark King. Either the Dark King did not care or was not aware. In his present form, many things escape his notice. Or perhaps she took it from him eons ago before he met his human, when they were lovers. I have no way of knowing. However, she doesn’t know how to use it—yet. However, if she or Pestale learns how to open it and use it, there will be no stopping them, for it will open a portal through the Prison Walls large enough to allow Pestale to bring an army of his Unseelie monsters to raid our two worlds, humans and Seelie alike. Our numbers cannot compete with the hordes of Unseelie he will bring. Our only advantage is our Light Magic."

Trevor frowned. You have seen this—with your ‘sight’?

Yes, but my ability only allows me to see limited scenarios in the future, and those events don’t necessarily have to occur. Your mission, as well as all my Royals, will be to help make certain that Pestale remains where he is. She smiled again at him. Your brother and Z left earlier for the Highlands, where I felt a disturbance. Breslyn and Ete are just outside Dublin, where I felt another, and you must go to Killarney, where our Shee Willow and her Druid, Shayne, await your arrival.

Trevor stood up. As you wish, my Queen. He frowned again. What of Princess Aida?

She watches over Trinity with Willow’s father, Shee Desmond. The queen’s hands were folded in her lap, but she wrung them at this juncture and said, "However, there is a force building at the Middle Lake—I can feel it even now."

He inclined his head, and this time when he brought up his gaze she could see the bitterness had been replaced with something else: determination and fury.

"Trevor, do not allow your emotions to get in the way of your logic. The Dark Princes are cold and calculating and will think in steps. Try and do the same. Your goal is first to stop, not to kill unless it is the only way you can stop them."

"It is the only way! If we do not kill them, they will never stop coming at us. So I tell you honestly that this time I shall drive my sword deep into his cold-blooded essence and see him draw his last breath!"

~ Prologue ~

JAZMINE DECKER LEFT the Charleston Aquarium at her back with a bounce in her step and a smile on her face.

She walked briskly down the avenue and headed towards The Landing, only