Kiss of Fate by Deborah Cooke

Author:Deborah Cooke
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Adult
ISBN: 9780451226167
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2009-02-03T06:00:00+00:00

Magnus and Erik fought with vicious force. They locked claws and rolled through the air, battling for supremacy over and over again. Each time one was struck, he rallied and returned to the fight.

The clouds darkened to the hue of slate, taking on a bluish tinge. The rain changed to snow, the white flakes falling more and more thickly. The light faded as the afternoon wore on.

And still the pair battled.

Erik could feel his body becoming more weary. Every blow that Magnus struck felt harder and heavier. Erik fought on, unwilling to cede the battle easily.

He had the strange sense that Magnus was toying with him. When once Erik had flagged, the ancient Slayer had breathed dragonfire on him, reinvigorating him, toying with Erik’s newfound ability to use fire to his own advantage. It couldn’t have been an accident.

Even now, Erik breathed a stream of smoke and stole energy from Magnus. The Slayer let him do it, laughing as the dragonsmoke bridged the gap between them.

“You prolong the battle,” Erik accused.

Magnus chuckled. “An easy victory makes a poor tale.” He swung the wooden chest, tossing it from one claw to the other. “And a prize such as this demands a worthy tale.”

“This tale deserves an ending,” Erik retorted, and lunged after Magnus.

Magnus waited until Erik was close, then shot upward suddenly. He streaked into the sky, evading Erik’s assault. Erik followed close behind him, distrusting the low echo of Magnus’s laughter.

“Let’s raise the stakes,” Magnus suggested, his eyes gleaming. “Who is faster? Who is more determined to gain the prize?” Before Erik could answer, Magnus tossed the trunk.

The wooden chest arched high, tumbling through the falling flakes of snow, then fell toward the earth like a rock.

Erik shot after it and snatched at the handles, Magnus close beside him. Erik felt the leather brush his talons; then Magnus kicked him aside. The ancient Slayer snatched for the trunk himself.

Erik fell upon him from behind, shredding his wings so that Magnus roared. The Slayer rolled backward, seizing Erik’s tail with his rear claws. The two thrashed each other as they fell, neither one prepared to surrender, making a fierce spiral of black and green. Erik ripped his tail free and walloped Magnus with it. Magnus rolled, then came up fighting. He slashed at Erik with his claws and the blow caught Erik across the forehead.

A single ebony scale lifted free of Erik’s brow. It shone in the winter light, falling to the earth like a shard of obsidian. The two stared at it in shock; then Magnus began to laugh.

“Bad time for a new weakness, Erik,” he said, and lunged for the leader of the Pyr.

The wooden trunk, meanwhile, was spiraling toward the earth.

“The trunk!” Erik reminded Magnus as the pair grappled, but Magnus didn’t glance over his shoulder.

“The Dragon’s Teeth belong in the soil,” he said, striking Erik twice in rapid succession with his tail. “Let them find their way there sooner rather than later.”

Magnus’s eyes brightened as he began to chant.

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