Impostors' Kiss by Renea Mason

Author:Renea Mason [Mason, Renea]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Paranormal, Ghosts, paranormal romance, erotic romance
ISBN: 9781940223629
Amazon: B00GO9JJKI
Publisher: Etopia Press
Published: 2013-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

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The next morning Rhys and I met in the tavern, ready to resume our tour.

I thanked the owner for the quarters, his gift, and wished his son a full recovery.

We were approaching the road that led to the next town when a young girl, about ten years old with long, braided hair and a gray peasant dress hollered after us, “Excuse me sir, excuse me.”

She ran as fast as her little legs allowed. Unable to stop her momentum, she slammed into me. I reached down and steadied her. “What is it, little one?”

“This is for you.” Her little dirt-covered hand pulled a coin suspended from a string from her pocket. “Celestine told me to give it to you.”

I took the trinket from her hand. Inscribed in the coin was the name Ian McCoy 1643 – 1660. On the back the saying, Defender of the Rock, etched in shaking writing.

The little girl tugged on my pants. “She told me to tell you. He needs rest.”

She knew my purpose. But how? Ian must be lying among the countless souls I had yet to release from the Battle on the Rock—a skirmish between two provinces in Scotland, accounted among the most brutal battles. I had every intention of stopping on the way back from my visit with Stanton, but it seemed a change of plans were in order. As the conduit between earth and the possibility of heaven or hell, I remained her Ian’s only hope. And knowing her love for him, how could I deny her?

I took the coin and chain and placed them in my pocket.

“Miss Celestine is amazing. She understands me. She sees so many things the others don’t.” The child grasped my leg, looked up, and whispered. “I see them too.”

“See what, my child?” Careful not to look her in the eye.

“The ghosts,” she whispered.

Many humans spoke of seeing ghosts, but after many tests I’d concluded it was nothing more than misperception. I don’t argue that manifestations of the human soul roam the earth—they always have, but human awareness of them was a fallacy. “Do you now? There is nothing to fear.”

“You see them too?” She grabbed my pant leg and pulled harder.

“Yes. Now run along and tell Miss Celestine that her wish is my command.”

Rhys pulled a coin from his pocket and handed it to the child. “For your trouble.”

She beamed.

“Oh, thank you, Sir. I’ll go tell her right away.” She grabbed the hem of her dress and ran with high steps through the tall grass in the opposite direction.

Rhys raised an eyebrow. “You’re not going to tell me? No explanation?”

I patted the pocket containing the tribute, making sure the contents were secure, and looked over at Rhys. “Oh, and we’ll need to make a slight detour.”

“To where?”

“West Rock.”

“Why? The place is nothing but a wasteland since the battle, nothing but moors and ghosts of the dead soldiers.”

“That’s what I’m counting on. Come.”

Rhys tilted his head further, disbelief evident in his features. “Care to enlighten me?”

“Never underestimate love.

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