Storm (The Storm Chronicles Book 6) by Skye Knizley

Author:Skye Knizley [Knizley, Skye]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Horror, Occult, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Paranormal & Urban
Amazon: B01ENJO0SG
Publisher: Vamptasy Publishing
Published: 2016-04-21T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

The North Atlantic, Crescent Star: Unknown

“Are you ready for this, kid?”

Raven smiled at Mason. He looked distinguished in his classic black and white tuxedo, like an evil Sean Connery. His hair had greyed a bit more in the last year, but otherwise he looked like he always had, complete with shoulder holster holding a Desert Eagle pistol.

“I’ve been waiting for this for years, Dad. Do you really think you need that cannon? It’s a wedding not a war zone.”

She turned and took one more look in the mirror. Her dress was a miracle of white lace, satin and leather that left her curves in full view while keeping them modestly covered. Her feet were bare save for dainty lace that circled her ankles and ended with rings on her toes. That had been Aspen’s contribution, something Raven had fought for with her mother, and won.

“Raven, you know things have a tendency to not go exactly like we planned. I’d rather be safe than sorry,” Mason replied.

She knew he was right, her wedding was the perfect place for their enemies to make good on their threats. Mom had never been more vulnerable than during the last month while they were planning what had become a very public wedding. Strohm Anucarudu had grown in number and taken their campaign against Valentina from the political to one much more violent and overt. It was all Section Thirteen could do to keep the war from spilling over into the human streets.

The wedding march started and Raven turned to the door, where she was stopped by Mason. “Not yet, Raven, remember? Aspen is first.”

Raven rolled her eyes. “I remember, Dad. I just wanted to see her in her dress.”

Mason smiled. “You will see her in about a minute.”

Raven waited impatiently and tried to quiet the butterflies doing somersaults in her stomach. She wasn’t accustomed to feeling nervous, but she was now. She hadn’t pictured herself married since high school and the very idea made her feel ill. What if Aspen got hurt because of her? Or worse, she hurt Aspen herself? She wasn’t exactly the marrying kind, with her long hours and violent career choices.

Mason must have seen the concern in her eyes because he pulled her into a hug. “It’s a big step, Raven. But you’re going to be okay, you and Aspen. You’re meant to be, just like your mother and I.”

He let go and opened the door. The wedding march was just starting over. “They’re playing your song.”

Raven smiled and stepped through the door and into the Cathedral, which took her breath away every time she saw it, with its ancient stone walls, stained glass windows and gothic style. Mother had spared no expense, even the high arches were decorated with black and red streamers that ran along the ancient beams and trailed down the walls to hang in perfect lines, each adorned with the House Tempeste crest. Thousands of black, red and purple roses sat in crystal vases along the aisle, which itself was covered in rose petals of the same colors.

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