“Evander’s School for Enchanted Personage is a school like no other. When a new year of pupils enter the front doors, principal Hirum Evander just knows that nothing will ever be the same again.
Through learning about each other, finding themselves and a whole lot of trouble, the kids have more to worry about than magical homework. Romance, adventure and chaos lay before them and it will take unity, compassion and acceptance of their new community of creatures for them to survive their first year of school.”
Book Two of The Evander’s School for Enchanted Personage Trilogy: The Oceans of Faith
One danger. One dream-walk. And one big mystery that could kill them all.
When things start going haywire at Evander’s School for Enchanted Personage, Riley is the first to suffer the consequences. His two soul mates Spike and Payson must try to figure out what is going wrong and who is creating chaos around vulnerable students.
But when secrets are revealed and truths are discovered, their faith in what they know and who they trust, will be shattered.
Riley held Spike’s left foot, while Payson held his right.
He’d never done this before – helped anyone work out – but it had become a habit of his Selkie boyfriend’s. He worked out for nearly ten minutes, before dinner, to work up an appetite and then did a real work out for half an hour, later in the evening.
He loved that Spike let them join him. He always felt a prickling sensation, at the back of his neck, when they did things like this together, telling him that their bond was growing, because of it.
“Thirteen,” Payson counted, only to lean forward as Spike pulled himself off the floor, in his thirteenth crunch. When Spike sat up, touching the elbow of his right arm to his left knee, Payson stole a kiss.
Spike laughed, but ignored him, as he slowly rolled back down to the floor and pulled himself to his right knee.
Riley didn’t think it was fair that he’d laughed it off, so he mirrored his Vampire boyfriend and stole a kiss for himself, as Spike raised himself off the floor.
“You boys are asking for trouble,” the Selkie warned them, with a smile, as he gently lowered back to the floor.
Payson shrugged and met Riley’s gaze, as their boyfriend continued with two more crunches, while they held his feet in place. A silent communication passed between them that he understood all too well; Payson felt like getting in trouble and Riley had to admit that it sounded appealing.
…get in trouble?
Riley tilted his head and frowned at his Vampire, not sure if he’d genuinely heard that voice inside his head or if he was imagining it, because he was tired. “Did you say something?” he whispered, trying not to interrupt Spike’s count.
Payson grinned and looked back at Spike, before closing his eyes.
He wasn’t sure what he was doing, but Riley was willing to wait patiently, to find out. He watched, waiting and silently counting along with Spike, until he felt a gentle nudge inside his head.
Just how much trouble are you promising?
Riley laughed, as the words filtered into his head, loud and clear, in Payson’s strong, beautiful voice. He watched his Vampire boyfriend carefully, to make sure his lips hadn’t moved, and wasn’t at all surprised that Spike stopped mid-crunch and sat up to stare at him, in turn.
When Spike opened his mouth, Riley acted on instinct. He pressed his finger to his soft lips and attempted to respond on the same mental level.
I’d like to know that, too.
He frowned, as an indistinct echo went through his head. Those were the words he’d wanted to say, but they came out garbled. …to like that, filtered through his head, warning him that he had to try harder.
Riley copied Payson and closed his eyes, hoping that helped, and repeated his message. This time, the voice that wafted through his thoughts was his own and it sounded find, even getting his words into the right order.
Payson smiled and finally opened his eyes, reaching for his hand. They had the first confirmation that it had worked; all their hard work and practice had finally sent more than one word between them.
They both turned to Spike expectantly, watching his smile slowly grow more mischievous and charming. A whole world of trouble, that you might wish you’d never brought upon yourselves, he replied, without any hint of hesitation or uncertainty.
Book Three of The Evander’s School for Enchanted Personage Trilogy: The Storm of Shadows
One secret society. One-who-is-eight. And one last chance.
The final installment of the Evander’s School for Enchanted Personage trilogy.
As events come to a head, Riley is put under more pressure than he ever imagined possible. Battling a secret society, The Dagger of Enchanted Justice, seems like a walk in the park compared to their newest battle: a double assault from family members, that will break more than one heart.
The children of Evander’s school must fight together, for the right to live and love how they choose, or face a darkness that will corrupt them all.
The fate of their world rests on the shoulders of a sixteen-year-old child.
Chapter 1: Riley
First thing after breakfast, Riley and the boys sat in the field, meditating, as they waited for Nathan. Their therianthrope friend had watched the meteor shower with friends last night, and had probably stayed on the roof overnight, as Larson and Sheldon had. Either that, or he’d taken advantage of having the entire dormitory to himself for one night.
Lane had spent the night with Felicity, as he explained over breakfast. And the closeness between the couple, as he explained that they would spend the day letting Felicity get to know his wolf better, was delightful to witness.
Riley loved seeing them together, because their happiness was obvious. It just went to show that, even in the darkest times, they could all find a ray of sunlight in their friends. Whether it was a girlfriend, boyfriend, or just a great pal, they all had someone to turn to.
“You’re really happy,” Spike said, peeking one eye open to look at him.
Riley smiled, realising his mind had drifted during the meditation. “Yeah. I know the girls are missing, that we’re waiting for the society to make their next move, and all, but I am really happy,” he admitted. He knew he should probably be ashamed of that; he shouldn’t be enjoying himself, while others were in danger.
“It’s not wrong to be happy,” Payson soothed, without bothering to open his eyes. “We’d all go crazy if we let the bad stuff get to us. We need good things and happiness to keep us going. It’s what we’re fighting for,” he reminded them.
With a smile, Riley thought about all the books, movies, and battles that he knew about, both real and fictional. They all required some form of physical fighting, but he knew that they wouldn’t face anything of that sort from the society. They’d remained hidden for so long that he knew the real battle would be mental.
A society determined to remain a secret, fighting magical creatures, wouldn’t have to keep making physical attacks to get what they wanted. It would come down to determination and loyalty; who was more faithful to the cause.
Would the society fight to the death, to win power and control over the school? Or would fighting for what was right give them the strength to defeat the society?
So far, the society had tested their skill with cheap tricks and surprise attacks. Riley didn’t believe they were real attacks; only a test of strength to make sure their abilities were strong enough and could do what they needed them to do.
“I’m so sorry I’m late.”
Nathan’s voice floated into Riley’s subconscious, making him look up to find their friend running across the field.
He smiled and watching him rush across, while trying to keep his backpack over his shoulder. “I’m sorry. No one woke me, and we were on the rooftop, so I didn’t have my alarm clock,” he apologised.
“Nathan, it’s fine,” Riley reassured him. “We have all day and tomorrow. I know the girls are missing and we want to find them soon, but we have to do this right. If we don’t, we could do more harm than good. So breathe and relax,” he asked, waiting for him to stop running before holding his hand out. “I’ll take the bag, while you sit down,” he offered.
Nathan grinned, as though he didn’t mind the slight reprimand. He handed over the backpack without complaint and sat with a deep sigh. “You’re right. We have to do this right, and panicking isn’t going to keep me calm enough to do the spell right,” he agreed, still smiling.
Spike laughed and shook his head, while Riley opened the backpack and pulled out the objects they needed to enter the dream walk. “You’re in a funny mood this morning,” he claimed, raising an eyebrow at him.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know. You seem more focused and ready for this than you did last night,” he explained, with a hint of intrigue.
Riley shrugged, because he couldn’t explain it. Knowing he was going to hurt Linny was one thing, but maybe if he could find Diantha and Estelle, he could prevent that future from ever happening. “I think it was Abram. He made me realise that my future isn’t set in stone, so there might be a way to stop my prophesy from coming true,” he confessed.
“Let’s hope so,” Payson grumbled as he leaned back on his elbows. They had to set up the items for the dream walk, so he had plenty of time to relax. It was Riley and Nathan who would do all the preparation work, and it might take until noon to get themselves organised.
“Well, we’ll find the girls first. Then we’ll deal with the prophesy,” Riley decided. That was the most sensible course of action, and it would tick two really big problems off their list.
“If only it were that easy,” Nathan lamented.
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Elaine White is the author of multi-genre romance, covering everything from paranormal, crime and contemporary. Growing up in a small town and fighting cancer in her early teens taught her that life is short and dreams should be pursued. Living vicariously through her independent, and often hellion characters, she lives comfortably at home with a pack of wolves cleverly disguised as one standard poodle.
The Winner of two Watty Awards – Collector’s Dream (An Unpredictable Life) and Hidden Gem (Faithfully) – and an Honourable Mention in 2016’s Rainbow Awards (A Royal Craving) she has explored the worlds of multiple genres but remains a romantic at heart. A self-professed geek, Elaine has fallen in love with reading and writing LGBT romance, offering diversity in both genre and character within her stories.
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