Titolo: Lessons learned
Autore: Jillian Neal
Genere: New adult urban fantasy
Trama: One, breathtakingly hot, passion-filled, night ignites a fire in his soul. Everything in his world should be nothing short of perfection…but he is Rainer Lawson.
His wild evening with Emily is the Realm’s front-page story. Could he have lost the respect of the man that has been like a father to him? Could his family’s hard-earned fortune really dissolve before his very eyes?
Evil rapidly cinches its chokehold, and everything his father fought and died for threatens to implode. Rainer attempts to protect those that he loves and satisfy the fiery passions between he and Emily, but everything in his world is spinning wildly out of control. His desire to prove himself could very well be his undoing.
Sometimes the best of intentions are not enough, but perhaps it is the trials by fire that make the man.
Trama: One, breathtakingly hot, passion-filled, night ignites a fire in his soul. Everything in his world should be nothing short of perfection…but he is Rainer Lawson.
His wild evening with Emily is the Realm’s front-page story. Could he have lost the respect of the man that has been like a father to him? Could his family’s hard-earned fortune really dissolve before his very eyes?
Evil rapidly cinches its chokehold, and everything his father fought and died for threatens to implode. Rainer attempts to protect those that he loves and satisfy the fiery passions between he and Emily, but everything in his world is spinning wildly out of control. His desire to prove himself could very well be his undoing.
Sometimes the best of intentions are not enough, but perhaps it is the trials by fire that make the man.
Jillian Neal is a New Adult author with a passion for passion. She tells strong character driven novels told from the male perspective. Her guys aren’t afraid to let us inside their minds or inside their bedrooms. Young love comes to life inside the author’s Realm along with sinister crime fighting, mixed in with a hearty dose of family. The engaging adventures will stretch your mind and keep you coming back for more.
Jillian lives outside of Atlanta with her husband, and children.
Jillian lives outside of Atlanta with her husband, and children.
#1
“Logan please stop here. Just for a minute, please!”
Logan nodded he studied Rainer speculatively, but
without question he pulled into one of the parallel spots on the back side of
the cemetery.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Logan offered.
Rainer knew that whatever he wanted is what Logan would
do. Even if they never went to Coriolis and were fired for it, he would be
there for Rainer. Certain that he’d never deserve a friend like Logan
Haydenshire, Rainer wanted to be alone. He tried to give Logan a reassuring
smile but wasn’t able.
“I’ll just be a minute.”
“Take as long as you need, man.” With that, Rainer
threw open the door and took off in a heated sprint towards the tomb of the Unknown
Soldier. He rushed over the hallowed ground. Rainer ran faster not certain his
feet were hitting the ground as he moved behind the largest of the monuments
and headed west.
He hated that he knew how to find the spot so readily.
He halted and walked as a funeral was taking place and respect was clearly
something Rainer needed to work on. He felt his throat close and tears
threatened to burn his eyes. He nodded his head as he passed Cal Haydenshire’s
cross grave marker. Keeping his head bowed he moved to the monument at the end
of one of the endless rows and fell to the ground. He summoned instantly.He
watched as his father’s name and birth and death dates appeared in the
marble.His parents had been buried in Arlington because of the sheer number of
Non-Gifted lives they’d saved in their quest to make certain that the Gifted
didn’t abuse the Non-Gifted with their powers.
Rainer moved slightly and turned his cupped hand
outward. He watched his mother’s name appear.He sat there staring at the
letters and numbers, lost for several minutes. He wasn’t certain why he’d
needed to come so badly, not certain what to say, or how this was going to fix
anything at all. He just sat staring at the marble headstone. The granite
representation of all he’d lost and all he’d given up, of what had made him who
he was, the devastation that had defined him.
He knew his father would’ve been just as disappointed
and horrified at what he’d done to Emily, as Governor Haydenshire. Rainer felt
sick.
“I’m sorry,” he blinked back tears. “I just don’t know
how I screwed up so badly. I just…” Rainer wiped away the hot tears that flowed
down his face. “I’ll never be as good as you.” He shouted the thought that had
haunted him since he’d watched his father’s casket lowered into the ground at
fourteen years old. He pled to the pitiless granite and the merciless air
around him.
“I don’t think that’s true, man.” Rainer spun around.
He gasped as his heart flew. Logan, worried about Rainer, had followed him.“And
I don’t think he expected you to be perfect, Rainer.” Logan sank to the ground
beside Rainer. “I mean, at least Em’s not going to end up in jail because of a
belly shot.”
Logan turned back to the monument and bowed his head.
“S’up, Governor Lawson?” He offered. Rainer felt a
smile form on his face.“He’s a good guy, sir. Try not to be too hard on him. He
was only doing what Emily asked him to, and you were married, you know women will
always get you into trouble.” He vowed to the ether.
Rainer found it
very odd to be sitting in front of his parents’ graves, with all that had
happened, laughing.After another few minutes, Logan stood and offered Rainer
his hand.
“Come on.Let’s try and clean up the mess we’ve made.” Rainer
accepted Logan’s help up.
“Bye,
Dad.” He choked and let his hands run along the cold granite. “I will fix this.
I swear to you.” He turned to follow Logan back to the car with renewed fire
burning inside of him.#2
“Could I maybe get a dance, Miss Haydenshire?” Rainer
quizzed flirtatiously.
Emily giggled.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Rainer led her onto the
dance floor and spun her into his arms.The slow sultry tones of the island band,
the lanai lit by Tiki torches, and strung orbed lights, that Nathan had set to
glow different colors, gave the entire evening a warm island feel.
Rainer twirled Emily around the dance floor and
whispered how much he loved her as he slid his hand further down her back.
“Watch your hands there, Mr. Lawson.” Governor
Haydenshire teased as he danced Mrs. Haydenshire beside Rainer and Emily.
“Yes sir,” Rainer moved his hand back up instantly which
made everyone laugh.Logan cut in, and Rainer danced with Adeline.He took a
break and got he and Emily some punch, while Governor Haydenshire danced with
Emily. He set the punch back at their table as the song neared its end. Rainer
edged back onto the dance floor towards Emily and her father.
“Can I cut in?”
“No,” Governor Haydenshire quipped. Emily laughed
heartily.
“Aww, please Daddy. He’s really cute.” Governor
Haydenshire shook his head with a wistful grin.
“I never have been
very good at telling you ‘no.’” He kissed Emily’s cheek and handed her back to
Rainer.
A slight breeze picked up as the night wore on, and
Rainer felt a chill as the hair on the back of his neck stood. He took in the
guests as theylaughed, danced, and all enjoyed the party,
Suddenly everythingshifted. Emily froze on the dance
floor. She shivered and clung to Rainer.
“Em, what’s wrong?” Rainer panicked. He searched the
area frantically as Emily’s hands flew to her head. She shook her head. The
black energy was too close. She could hardly breathe. One of the wait staff was
handing Mrs. Haydenshire a cup of punch.
Then as Emily hushed, “Rainer there’s someone here
that’s not supposed to be. I feel them.” Rainer watched as Vindico’s eyes
goggled and he shoved two men out of his way. He knocked the glass from Mrs.
Haydenshire’s hand just as she’d taken a small sip. It shattered on the tiled
floor.
“That’s,
Vasquez!” He shouted to Rainer and Logan. He threw his arm out to the member of
the wait staff that was fleeing the scene.They hadn’t recognized him in the
catering disguise complete with hat and glasses.
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