Dragonfire Reunion by Deborah Cooke

Author:Deborah Cooke
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-989367-28-5
Publisher: Deborah A. Cooke

Liz’s anger with Brandon lasted all the way down the middle of the island, until she got close to Honolulu. It was when the entry to the tunnel loomed before her that frustration abandoned her.

Because fear took its place.

Her grip tightened on the steering wheel as the entry to the tunnel came steadily closer. There hadn’t been any aftershocks for a while, she told herself. She’d driven through the mountain once already since the earthquake and everything had been (mostly) fine. It wasn’t that long of a tunnel, and she couldn’t think of anything worse happening than the mark appearing on her arm. The drive wouldn’t take long; then she could just stay in Kane`ohe.

All of her rationalizations sounded like exactly what they were.

She glanced at her watch and knew she didn’t have time to follow the coast around Diamond Head. She couldn’t be late. She owed it to Maureen to be there. She could do this.

She had to do this.

The entry to the tunnel loomed closer. Liz swallowed, told herself to remain calm, and drove into the tunnel as if everything was just fine.

The darkness closed around the car like a shroud. Her heart was pounding and her palms were damp. She refused to think about just how much mountain was over top of her. She refused to look at the passenger’s seat or acknowledge the prickling of that brand. She kept her gaze locked on the road and closed her ears.

Hear no evil.

But Liz didn’t hear the spirits. She smelled something burning instead.

Oh no. Not her test. Not here and now!

Light—orange light that crackled into flames—sparked on the passenger’s seat. Liz could smell the vinyl burning and hear the snap of the flames. Her right arm was getting singed, and from the corner of her eye, she could see brilliant, hot lava pooling on the floor.

Holy shit. Liz glanced right and the car swerved.

From the passenger’s seat, a woman of flame and smoke, a woman whose fiery garments made that lava pool on the floor, smiled back at her. She was all black and orange, all heat and shadow, and her eyes were dark with mystery.

Pele. Liz gripped the steering wheel in terror. She was being visited by a deity.

In a way, it was a relief to confront a goddess instead of the test of her powers.

She really had to make sure she didn’t tick Pele off.

“You are surprised,” Pele murmured, her voice dark and sensuous.

“And honored, my lady.”

The goddess chuckled. She arranged her robes, and sparks flicked toward the dashboard. “My presence reveals the importance of your role.”

“You honor me too much, my lady,” Liz said, keeping her manner deferential. “My skill is nothing compared to yours.”

“You are wrong,” Pele said sternly. “You are stronger than you know. Your gift is potent and it is needed to break the spell that awakens the Earth.”

Liz swallowed. She didn’t dare to look directly at Pele, but she knew the goddess was speaking of the dark magic she had already sensed.

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