Tales of the Golden Judge: 3-Book Bundle - Books 7-9

By Melissa F. Hart

This series is linked with Lynxar Series.

Flying High – Book 7
Benedict Halfdansson transforms into a golden eagle and controls the powers of the wind. No one is more capable of handling a call of distress from a family of shapechangers. Benedict goes to investigate the murders that are taking place in Colossal City, and he finds to his surprise that he needs to deal with mysterious threats in the water, Colossal City's band of superheroes, and a deliciously tempting surprise in the form of biologist Marcie Beauchamp!

Deep Waters – Book 8
After a night spent fighting for their lives, dawn finds were-golden eagle Benedict Halfdansson and biologist Marcie Beauchamp growing closer than ever. They are deeply linked by their adventures together, but a sudden danger threatens both of their lives. The monster that lives in the lakes of Colossal City emerges, showing a terrible strength and a terrible ability to destroy. Can the two new lovers escape to safety, and will they find the refuge that they need with Colossal City's superheros?

An Eternal Love – Volume 9
As Marcie's search for the monster that lives in the lake grows more determined, she comes closer to the truth that has been hidden in the forest for years. On her quest, she has come to realize her deep love for Benedict, the man who turns into a golden eagle and controls the powers of the wind, but she has also come to know his terrible distrust for humanity. Can she make him see the error of his ways, or will this stand between their love?

• Language: English
• Publisher: MFH Ink Publishing
• Release date: Apr 26, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310506857

Melissa F. Hart

I started writing romance fiction since I was 16 years old. I'm now a published writer thanks to the wonderful world of ebooks.I live in Canada and I love the winter months. As you can see, I wrote several books related to the winter holidays.I'm not represented by an agent and I'm a proud indie. I have learned how to create websites and edit images, design book covers, etc. All my books and what you see on this website I have created myself.I'm currently a certified accountant but my dream is to be a full-time independent writer of hot erotic romance books.

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Tales of the Golden Judge: 3-Book Bundle (Books 7-9)

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Books in the series

In Darker Shadows- Volume 1

A Place in the Dark - Volume 2

To See the Dawn - Volume 3

By Moonlight Bound - Volume 4

Only Your Touch - Volume 5

Broken Bird - Volume 6

Flying High – Volume 7

Deep Waters – Volume 8

An Eternal Love – Volume 9

Innocent Days – Volume 10

Dangerous Quests – Volume 11

Judges Ascendant – Volume 12

Woman of the Storm – Volume 13

Wandering the Wilds – Volume 14

Across a Thousand Years – Volume 15

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Table of Contents

Flying High

Deep Waters

An Eternal Love

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Flying High

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Synopsis

Benedict Halfdansson transforms into a golden eagle and controls the powers of the wind. No one is more capable of handling a call of distress from a family of shapechangers. Benedict goes to investigate the murders that are taking place in Colossal City, and he finds to his surprise that he needs to deal with mysterious threats in the water, Colossal City's band of superheroes, and a deliciously tempting surprise in the form of biologist Marcie Beauchamp!

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The cold autumn wind was crisp and sharp, and Benedict Halfdansson, in his golden eagle form, cut through it like a knife. With every beat of his powerful wings, he drew nearer and nearer to Colossal City, which glittered on the horizon like a spread of jewels.

Though he could see how beautiful it was, there was still a part of him that drew back from that much humanity, that much technology and that much waste. He was a creature of the open air, and even when he took on his human form, he had never cared much for the modern cities.

You're like the old ones, Carson Keynes had chuckled. Carson was a werewolf, and like Benedict, he was a judge, one of the lawkeepers among the shape-changing people. Where Carson controlled ice and water, Benedict was the master of the winds.

Am I? asked Benedict archly. Am I supposed to know what that means?

The werewolf clapped his shoulder so hard he nearly staggered, and he frowned even as Carson laughed.

You are. You never want much to do with the humans at all, and you've always thought it would be better if we all went and lived in the woods.

Safer, Benedict said simply. And given that, I find it absolutely ironic that you think I am the right choice for this mission.

Carson shrugged, unrepentant. My wife's having her first child soon, and I don't want to miss it. Morgan and his Yvonne are off running diplomatic talks in Canada between some of the moose tribes.

And Kiya? Why not send Kiya?

Carson grinned. Because I don't feel like making our local werebear do anything she does not want to do. I'm afraid you're it, my friend.

Benedict could feel his feathers ruffle with irritation at that memory of Carson, but he flew on anyway.

He couldn't disagree with the cause being legitimate, and someone needed to go out to tend to it. He took his responsibilities as a judge extremely seriously, and when the young otter girl from Colossal City had come to make her case to them, he had been the first to say that they should help.

She had been a skinny brown young thing with enormous round eyes. Otters were not normally great travelers, but she had put herself on the five-hour bus ride between Colossal City and Harrispont to find help.

There's something in the water, she had said, stuttering. It watches us... and... and I think it's killed my brother.

You think? Carson asked. You don't know?

The girl shook her head. We wander. We come in and out. But I do know that it's been weeks and weeks since he's come home.

The judges of Harrispont had exchanged glances. Just a year ago, they had dealt with a killer, a weredragon madman who had stalked the shores of the lake. The population of shapechangers in Colossal City was much smaller than the population of shapechangers in Harrispont, and so they had no judge to protect them.

They put the girl back on the bus after promising her that they would send help, and now Benedict, soaring high above the earth on powerful wings stretched more than seven feet from tip to tip, wondered what he was going to encounter.

He remembered the frenzied battle with the weredragon Brandt Noman that had almost cost the weretiger Morgan Durrant and his lover Yvonne their lives, and he prayed that what he found was not going to be so nasty.

Though Colossal City was quite large, it was also ringed by a dense and ancient forest. Benedict had resources that he could access, of course, but given his preference, he would never set foot in the city unless he had to. Though he preferred the high mountain ranges close to Harrispont, hunting in the forest would always be a pleasure for him.

While true gold eagles did not fly in the dark, there was something particularly wonderful and soothing about night-flight to him. There were fewer birds in the sky in the dark, and with his sharp vision, he could see nearly as well as he could during the daytime.

He circled over the forest lazily, knowing that the otter clan would be asleep now, but as he banked over the gleaming silver of the lake, his sharp eyes caught movement.

Benedict would have recognized a coyote coming to drink or a fox dashing through the underbrush, but this was not that.

Instead, he saw a human form walking amidst the rushes, moving slowly and with care. It struck him that the person, whoever