Harry Little, Leprechaun by Michele Bardsley

Author:Michele Bardsley
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Werewolves & Shifters, Holidays, Vampires, Paranormal
Publisher: A Freeman Paranormal Romance Publication
Published: 2014-03-13T04:00:00+00:00

I Wasn’t a Teenage Werewolf

THE IRONY OF the meeting location was that Lorcan had already transported the coin to the bookstore.

Except the coin wasn’t exactly a coin anymore.

His grandmother had melted the magical object into gold ink—ink that he used to pen a book about Irish creatures.

Harry had merited his own chapter.

Lorcan appeared in the small room that had been designated for the rare books section. The wall safe was hidden from human and paranormal eyes. It held other treasures, too—some more dangerous than others.

He unlocked the spells and then went through the complicated technological defenses. The safe opened, and Lorcan carefully removed the book. The original title was in Gaelic and basically translated to The Known and Unknown Creatures of Ireland.

Lorcan tucked the book under his arm and removed a small, nearly empty bottle of gold ink and his favorite quill pen. He placed everything onto a nearby table and claimed one more item: a small white marble box. A seashell was carved onto the lid.

Working quickly, he opened the box and withdrew the tiny scroll. He opened the book and used the last of the coin-ink to copy the parchment’s words onto a blank page.

After, he left the book open so the ink would dry, returned all the other objects to the safe, and re-engaged its protections.

All Lorcan could do now was wait.

EVA’S TELEPATHIC CONNECTION with her husband had been obstructed. Harry had managed to think of every angle in his revenge quest. She had a nasty feeling that even if he got his magic back—he would do everything in his power to destroy Broken Heart and its citizens.

The remorseful boy, who’d abducted her, took her to a place that smelled like moldy hay and manure. Broken Heart had more than one barn, so Eva had no idea which one he’d stashed her in. Then again, she could be in Idaho or India for all she knew.

He’d imprisoned her with vampire-proof silver chains and hung her from the ceiling like a side of beef—her toes nowhere close to the floor. If her arms had circulation, they’d be completely numb by now.

“Hey.”

Eva yelped at the sudden appearance of her abductor. “Let me out of this,” she begged. “Please. I can help you.”

“I wish you could.” He unhooked her from the ceiling and swung her up into his arms. “We have to go meet his royal assness.”

THEY ARRIVED IN the back part of the bookshop. The overhead light flickered, providing inconsistent illumination. The boy carefully put her on her feet and steadied her until her legs could hold her weight again. He held tightly to the chains binding her, and yet, his Arctic gaze was alight with sincere remorse.

She heard footsteps. Lorcan and Harry emerged from the darker recesses of the store.

“Eva!” Lorcan strode toward her, but the leprechaun stayed his progress with a firm grip on Lorcan’s forearm.

“Now, now, don’t get too fockin’ eager, boyo.” Harry released Lorcan and stood in front of him, blocking the access to his wife.

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