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    Oracle of Spirits #6 (BBW Paranormal Romance): Oracle of Spirits, #6
    Oracle of Spirits #6 (BBW Paranormal Romance): Oracle of Spirits, #6
    Oracle of Spirits #6 (BBW Paranormal Romance): Oracle of Spirits, #6
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    Oracle of Spirits #6 (BBW Paranormal Romance): Oracle of Spirits, #6

    By Mac Flynn

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    Enid’s adventures in the world of light and shadows is about to come to an end as all hell breaks loose.  Literally.  The trail of the missing mystics leads them to the Paranormal Society where they find skeletons hidden in the archives.  Old foes make their reappearance and old allies come to the rescue as Enid faces who, and what she is, in order to win victory for the forces of light.

    ** Warning: this series contains paranormal romance and snark.  Lots of snark. **

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCrescent Moon Studios, Inc.
    Release dateApr 5, 2016
    ISBN9781524227470
    Oracle of Spirits #6 (BBW Paranormal Romance): Oracle of Spirits, #6
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    Mac Flynn

    A seductress of sensual words and a lover of paranormal plots, Flynn enjoys writing thrilling paranormal stories filled with naughty fun and hilarious hijinks. She is the author of numerous paranormal series that weave suspense, adventure and a good joke into a one-of-a-kind experience that readers are guaranteed to enjoy. From long adventure novels to tasty little short-story treats, there's a size and adventure for everyone.Want to know when her next series comes out? Join The Flynn newsletter and be the first to know! macflynn.com/newsletter/Also check out her website at macflynn.com for listings and excerpts of all of her books!

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      Oracle of Spirits #6 (BBW Paranormal Romance) - Mac Flynn

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      You ever have one of those days that just isn’t yours? The kind that you wish you could just crawl back into bed and sleep the day away? That long, terrible night was like that.

      It started as our adventures always did. I got up and found trouble downstairs. Usually it was just Ian with another suicidal job, but this time he had company. I walked into the front room and found myself face to glare with Ruthven. He stood near the doorway close to the coffee table and was half-turned to me.

      Ian sat in his chair with the usual cigarette in his mouth. His eyebrows were crashed down and the cigarette between his lips was a little crushed.

      So nothing? he wondered.

      Ruthven’s attention was stuck on my face. What is that? he asked me.

      I raised an eyebrow. It’s called a face.

      Your eye, he elaborated.

      I reached up and recalled the problem with my eye. It was still blue, and still not very useful as an eye. I-um, I-um-

      She had a terrible accident with a contact lens, but back to our business, Ian spoke up.

      Ruthven grudgingly turned back to Ian. As I told you, I found nothing on a 2-4-H.

      Maybe it’s some diabolical kids group. You try out that angle? Ian asked him.

      No, but I did not attempt a thorough search of human activity groups before you inquired of the Four Horsemen and Lilith, Ruthven commented.

      Any leads there? Ian wondered.

      The joint business affair between the Whisperers and Lilith is very secretive, but I gathered the rocks had been collected for at least eight months, Ruthven revealed.

      And the warehouses? Could the rocks have been transported from the Four Horsemen to there? he guessed.

      There is no connection between the warehouses and Lilith, Ruthven told him.

      Ian slumped in his chair and frowned. Damn it. She really pulled one on us. . .

      I furrowed my brow as a half-through struck me. Four Horsemen. . . I murmured. There was a familiar ring to it that I couldn’t quite place. Four H- My eyes shot open and I sat up. Four Horsemen!

      Ruthven and Ian paused and stared at me. I whipped my head to Ian. The Four Horsemen!

      Ian raised one eyebrow, and as it dawned on him he raised the other. 2-4-H. To the Four Horsemen.

      I smiled and bobbed my head like one of those dolls. That’s gotta be connected to the kidnapped women!

      Ian leaned back in his chair and smiled. It seems we’re going to have to pay Lilith another visit. His eyes flickered to Ruthven. And we’re going to need your help.

      Ruthven started. I blinked at Ian. Why do we need his help?

      A vampire is quite an adversary. I’d like to have one on my side when we went up against Lilith’s silent partner, he explained.

      Ruthven pursed his lips together. I do not fight.

      But I know that you know how to fight, so you’re coming, Ian insisted.

      I will not fight your battles for you.

      Ian chuckled. That’s fine. I only want you to fight this one battle with me. It might be more of just a skirmish.

      Ruthven’s eyes narrowed. I will not be your puppet.

      Then you can be my mercenary, Ian suggested.

      Ian leaned forward and opened one side of his coat. A large pocket hung inside his overcoat, and from it Ian pulled packet after packet of money. Ruthven and my eyes grew wider with every stack until there was a dozen stacks on the table. The money was in denominations of hundreds.

      Ian patted the pile. There’s a lot of blood in these packets. Care to reconsider my offer?

      Ruthven didn’t have much time to rethink his options when there came a loud, clear knock. The sound echoed down the hall from the front door.

      Ian jumped to his feet and narrowed his eyes. Ruthven stiffened. I smell human, he commented.

      Ian took in a deep breath of scent and his lips curled back in a growl.

      Sebastian.

      I whipped my head between the door and him. Sebastian? The Paranormal Association guy?

      Paranormal Society, and yes, he corrected me.

      Did you tell him where you lived?

      Do I look that stupid?

      I don’t think I want to answer that question right now.

      Good, now let me think for a moment. He closed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. Our uninvited guest knocked again. Ian sighed and dropped his arms. Ruthven, you’d better go. We’ll get in contact with you again.

      And the money? he asked him.

      We might need that for bail, but you’ll get your money somehow, Ian promised.

      Ruthven reluctantly stepped backwards away from the money and bowed. Good luck.

      We might need it. . . I heard Ian mutter.

      The vampire left, but our knocking guest didn’t. So what do we do? I asked him.

      Ian

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