Silver at Midnight: A Paranormal Romance Urban Fantasy (The Keepers of Knowledge Series Book 5) by Bridgette O'Hare

Author:Bridgette O'Hare [O'Hare, Bridgette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Keepers of Knowledge, Bridgette O'Hare, PNR, paranormal, suspense, angels, urban fantasy, fantasy, fae
Publisher: Cloverhouse Publishing
Published: 2021-03-16T22:00:00+00:00

Kara: “Sorry I didn’t get back to you sooner. Been a hellacious day here! Call me.”

Me: “I am about to get a shower and I have a guest. Anything urgent?”

Kara: “Umm . . . yes! It’s urgent that you call me and tell me what’s happening with this guest. Also, I have a message from Lazlo. But mostly I need 411.”

Me: “Fine. LOL Give me a min.”

I took the phone into the bathroom. I turned on the shower to drown out my conversation with Kara and then gave her a call. Not a video call though. I was nearly naked.

She answered in less than one ring.

“You have Cian McCallister in your house, don’t ya?” she opened the conversation.

“Hi t’ you too.” I laughed.

“Yeah. Yeah. Hi. Now, answer my question.”

“Fine. Aye. Cian is downstairs,” I admitted.

“And you’re upstairs?” Kara clarified.

“Aye, K. We are, in fact, in two separate areas of the house. In two separate bathrooms, actually.”

“Okay. Just checking. Wasn’t sure if one of his superpowers was hyper seduction or something.”

A loud laugh escaped unexpectedly, and I slapped my hand over my mouth. “Hyper seduction? Really?”

“Stranger things have happened,” she defended.

“Okay, okay. Well, now ya know nothing immoral is goin’ on, Mom. What’s the message from Lazlo?”

“Oh no, we are not done with the Cian discussion. Why is he even there? Does he not have his own house? He’s not some homeless creepo, is he?”

“It’s a long story. Essentially, he and Uncle Lach feel like I need a bodyguard at the moment, and I got outvoted. Now . . . I need t’ get a shower and I have some homework. So, what’s the deal with Lazlo?”

“Well, he couldn’t find anything on that blade you sent me. There were a few fringe sites that had some weird descriptions of it, but no two were alike. So, dead ends.”

I blew out a breath in frustration. “Ask him t’ send me what he found, no matter how weird or obscure. I’ll pan through it. Maybe I’ll find a nugget.”

“Okay. We will talk tomorrow. I’m going to wanna know more. You know that, right?” Kara insisted.

“I know.”

“Okay, don’t do anything I would do.”

“Yes, Mom.”

“And stop calling me that.”

“Stop acting like it and I’ll think about it,” I laughed. “I’ll talk t’ ya tomorrow. Love ya! G’night.”

“Fine. Goodnight.”

I tossed the phone on a towel and proceeded to the shower.

When I walked back into my bedroom to get dressed, I heard a commotion coming from downstairs. I rummaged through the suitcase I had yet to unpack and chose the first thing that matched—a black tank top and a pair of gray PJ pants with black and pink unicorns. Then I grabbed a black sweater and headed downstairs to see what was going on. When the kitchen came into view, Cian was standing at the stove in a gray, fitted V-neck t-shirt and plaid flannel pants, stirring something in a pot.

“Umm . . . whatcha doin’ there, Cian?”

“It’s a surprise,” he warned as he glanced over and shot me a bemused smirk.

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