Winter's Fire: Descendants, #1.5

By L.D. Hall

Please note: Winter's Fire is a short side story / prequel novella to the Descendants series. 

When a witch and a vampire meet by chance on a wintry street in Prague, desire and danger collide…

Casimir has dedicated his life to working for the Alliance, a group that maintains the uneasy peace between witches and vampires. But when he crosses paths with a beautiful red-haired vampire, he's tempted to stray from the well-ordered path of his life...

When Fiona arrives in Prague, she is eager to relax and enjoy the sights of the city in winter. Yet when a mysterious--and sexy--male witch crosses her path, warning her of danger, she finds herself drawn to him more than she wants to admit.

As a ruthless enemy looms, Casimir and Fiona grapple with a burgeoning, fiery desire--and they must make the ultimate choice between passion, love and duty...

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RECOMMENDED SERIES READING ORDER

The First Witches (short story)
Shadow Descendant
Marked Descendant
Dark Descendant
Winter's Fire (novella)

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: L.D. Hall
• Release date: Sep 26, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386431817

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Winter's Fire

Winter's Fire

A Descendants Novella

L.D. Hall

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Shadow Descendant

8. Chapter 1

Also by L.D. Hall

About the Author

Winter’s Fire

Winter's Fire is a side story and prequel novella to the Descendants series

When a witch and a vampire meet by chance on a wintry street in Prague, desire and danger collide…

Casimir has dedicated his life to working for the Alliance, a group that maintains the uneasy peace between witches and vampires. But when he crosses paths with a beautiful red-haired vampire, he's tempted to stray from the well-ordered path of his life...

When Fiona arrives in Prague, she is eager to relax and enjoy the sights of the city in winter. Yet when a mysterious--and sexy--male witch crosses her path, warning her of danger, she finds herself drawn to him more than she wants to admit.

As a ruthless enemy looms, Casimir and Fiona grapple with a burgeoning, fiery desire--and they must make the ultimate choice between passion, love and duty...

Chapter 1

Casimir scowled at the sight of the flame-haired woman who’d just entered his line of sight. She had all the telltale signs of a vampire—ivory skin that was nearly translucent, preternatural beauty, and he’d caught a quick glimpse of her fangs. The vampire was focused on taking photos of her surroundings, unaware she was on the verge of getting herself killed.

He stood at the edge of Charles Bridge; he’d been here all morning, hoping to catch sight of Gael Eriks, a witch he was keeping under surveillance. Casimir shivered; the chill of the winter day permeated every part of his skin, although he wore several layers, and despite the fact that he had performed several Warming spells.

He’d just caught sight of Gael when the vampire made her appearance, stopping smack in the middle of the bridge to take several photos, genuine delight on her face as she took in Prague’s surrounding historical buildings.

Casimir stiffened as Gael turned to survey Fiona; he was a member of the First Order of Witches, a group of witches that hated humans and vampires and wanted to see them all destroyed. Though they loathed humans, it was vampires that really drew their ire.

Casimir cursed under his breath. He was a member of the Alliance, a group of vampires and witches who worked together to stop the Order. He was here in Prague on assignment for the Alliance. He was to track down Gael, find out what he was up to in the city, and report back. He wasn’t supposed to reveal himself; the leader of his group had given him strict orders to fly under the radar.

But he couldn’t stand by and watch Gael harm the female vampire. She continued to seem unaware of the danger she was in, moving to the edge of the bridge to take photos of the Vltava River, its waters glittering in the late afternoon sunlight. Gael was definitely studying her now, his eyes glittering with dark purpose. Goddamn it, Casimir thought with frustration.