Author: Cynthia Luhrs
Release date: March 27, 2013
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Age Group: Adult
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Hamish’s eyes were round with fear. Colin watched him wrap both hands around the dagger, cock his arms back ramming the blade into Colin’s chest
He couldn’t breathe as the metal bit into him, taking his lifeblood. Gasping for breath, he narrowed his eyes, watching his brother, noting the shaking arms, the sweat dripping from his brow as Hamish leaned hard on the blade, straining, grunting, as slowly, inch by inch the dagger slid deeper into his chest until it stopped—hitting bone.
Hamish paled, his entire body quivering with the strain as he rocked back on his heels, and with a mighty shove Colin heard a crack, bone splintering as the dagger found its mark—straight into his heart. He dimly saw Hamish retching, wiping his arm across his mouth, putting his head between his knees to breathe so he wouldn’t pass out—it was a common bodily reaction the first time you killed someone. His heart slowed down, the strong beats becoming weaker, skipping erratically.
“It’s my time now, brother. My turn to be baron!” Hamish yelled.
The buzzing in Colin’s brain took over, his body shutting down, heart failing, breath coming in labored gasps, Hamish’s voice fading out.
“Rawlins, have this bloody, revolting mess cleaned up.” Turning on his heel as Colin shuddered, taking his last wheezing breath, blood slowly dripping on the damp stone floor; Hamish slid the ancient ring bearing the Campbell family crest off Colin’s finger. He wiped the bloody ring clean on Colin’s kilt before sliding it onto his finger and fled the dungeon.
Darkness was closing in, the roaring in his head subsiding. Colin could hear Hamish talking to someone, a woman—it couldn’t be—Abigail come to see him die. He would never trust another, never let another get close to him, and never fall in love again. The pain was intense, scorching its way through his heart, encasing the shriveled black lump in ice. Hamish and Abigail’s voices receded, his eyesight failed him—no, not yet—Hamish will destroy everything I’ve built. There are families depending on me, those who need me. I canna go, not now.
As he faded, the noise took over—like a winter thunderstorm, waves crashing against the rocks and one final dying thought screamed its way through his mind and burst forth, “Damn it to hell. I. Won’t. Die.”
The shadows came, sliding around the floor and slithering up the walls to swallow Colin. His dying soul fought, screaming out for more time, for another chance, for retribution. Filled with rage, he looked down upon his limp, earthly body. Through the mist and shadow, Colin saw lightning beckoning in the darkness, heard a whisper within the maelstrom—offering him a choice.
About the Author
Cynthia Luhrs is the author of the Shadow Walkers novels. A graduate of Towson University, she was practical, majoring in Business which served her well now she's a writer and needs to stay organized. Prior to becoming a full-time writer, she toiled away in Corporate America for many years. Her idea of a perfect day is no interruptions and the freedom to live in her head all day, writing to her heart's content, an icy cold drink next to her as she creates the next Shadow Walker book. Of course her cats frequently disrupt this oasis of serenity.
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