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    Relativity (A Lorcan & Lucia Novella)
    Relativity (A Lorcan & Lucia Novella)
    Relativity (A Lorcan & Lucia Novella)
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    Relativity (A Lorcan & Lucia Novella)

    By Claire Farrell

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    -Best read after Tithes (Ava Delaney: Lost Souls #3)-

    The twins have finally returned to their father, but they discover that plenty has changed in their absence. All three have secrets they want to keep hidden, but the return of a troublemaker forces them to face their problems together—even if it breaks them.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherClaire Farrell
    Release dateMay 27, 2016
    ISBN9781310755309
    Relativity (A Lorcan & Lucia Novella)
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    Claire Farrell

    Claire Farrell is an Irish author who spends her days separating warring toddlers. When all five children are in bed, she overdoses on caffeine in the hope she can stay awake long enough to write some more dark flash fiction, y/a paranormal romance and urban fantasy.

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      Relativity (A Lorcan & Lucia Novella) - Claire Farrell

      Introduction

      Relativity

      A Lorcan & Lucia Novella

      Best read after Tithes (Ava Delaney: Lost Souls #3)

      The twins have finally returned to their father, but they discover that plenty has changed in their absence. All three have secrets they want to keep hidden, but the return of a troublemaker forces them to face their problems together—even if it breaks them.

      1

      Lorcan

      Lorcan shot a worried glance at his twin sister as the taxi they had hailed at Dublin airport finally approached their darkened home. The silhouette of the old house made his gut twist with the childish desire to run away and hide.

      He nudged Lucia’s arm. Think we’ll wake him? What am I saying? He never sleeps.

      His sister’s shoulders lifted into a silent sigh. She’d spent the entire journey gazing out of the window.

      He didn’t understand her anymore. She had followed him on his trip across Europe, but she hadn’t enjoyed herself. He’d embraced a lifestyle they had never known—one filled with lust, indulgence, and a distinct lack of responsibilities. Lucia had shadowed him doggedly, her disapproval clear.

      He knew she was running away from something, but she refused to share her reasons why. Her misery clung to her like a shroud, sucking the fun out of his days, too. The trip home obviously hadn’t helped any.

      The taxi pulled up outside their home. The open gates should have appeared inviting, but they made Lorcan think of a huge, gaping maw, ready to swallow him up. His fingers pinched the seat beneath him as though of their own accord.

      Too late to turn back now.

      He had tentatively agreed to return in the hope it would cheer Lucia up—but the worrying tone of his friend’s voice when she called to say his father needed them both had pushed him over the edge. He’d delayed the journey for as long as he could, creating new reasons to stay away, but a slow insidious brand of guilt had eaten him up until he booked tickets home. He doubted his father needed him for anything—Phoenix was far too composed to ever actually need anybody—but Ava Delaney had sounded as though she could use some help, and that was enough for him.

      Lorcan paid the taxi driver then got out of the car, remembering to grab Lucia’s overnight bag before she wandered off without it. The driver took the rest of the bags out of the boot and dumped them by the gates before hurrying back to the vehicle as though chilled. He drove off too quickly, but he’d been rattled even in the car, constantly glancing at Lucia in the rearview mirror. She had an unsettling effect on most humans.

      Lorcan looked at his twin sister. She was staring at the converted garage, her hands clenched into fists as her skirt gently blew around her ankles in the early morning breeze. Her hair was a ghostly shroud around her shoulders, and the haze of light from the main house leeched the little green that was in her eyes until they looked completely white. She spoke no words and shared no thoughts. Sometimes she unsettled him, too.

      He gathered up all of the bags. Come on, he urged. You’ll freeze.

      She hesitated for another few seconds before obeying.

      You’ll see Val in the morning, he said, probing for her reaction. He hadn’t been able to tell if their relationship had actually ended or not.

      Lucia shook her head. Her hair fell in front of her face, conveniently hiding her expression.

      Typical.

      As they approached their home, the front door opened, and the two people about to walk outside froze into place, shock clear in their eyes.

      His father recovered first. Phoenix greeted them in his usual cool, reserved voice, but his long black and platinum hair was messy and free around his shoulders. Lorcan looked quizzically in Ava’s direction. Her cheeks had flushed with a red sheen almost as vibrant as her hair, and her blue eyes were bright with, what was that, shame?

      Lorcan looked from his friend to his father, trying to comprehend why anyone would be at the house in the early hours of the morning unless…

      Oh.

      Ava? he whispered. "Ava? Lucia had laid her hand on his arm as though in warning, but he barely felt her touch. He was too busy staring at the impassive expression on his father’s face—and the horrified one on Ava’s. No. He let the bags fall. Not her. Not my friend. What are you doing?"

      Lorcan, Phoenix began evenly. This isn’t—

      This isn’t what at four in the morning? Lorcan held up his hands. Don’t. Just don’t. I actually came back here to make peace with you, and I find you… Of all the people… Panic restricted his lungs. "I can’t even… Are you seriously… He pointed at his father. I won’t let you take advantage of my friends, Phoenix."

      He’s not taking advantage of me. Ava’s face drained of colour. Lorcan, just—

      He ignored her and took a step toward his father who had moved a couple of paces away from Ava as though distancing himself. That was the side that Ava didn’t see. The man was ice-cold.

      From now on, keep away from her, Lorcan said, unable to stop his upper lip from curling.

      His father stared back at him, his eyes completely emotionless. You’re tired, Phoenix said in an annoyingly calm tone. You’ve obviously had a long journey. Rest, and we’ll talk about this in the morning.

      Lucia tugged on Lorcan’s sleeve, but his heartbeat thundered so loud in his ears that he couldn’t pay attention to her presence. He only had eyes for his father, and his fingers itched to wrap around the man’s throat.

      You should go, Ava. He made an effort to keep his voice steady. He’s not who you think he is.

      Ava snapped her fingers in front of his face to get his attention. It worked. Lorcan, I completely understand why you’re angry right now, but he’s not tricking me into anything. I’m an adult. I know what I’m doing.

      You’re a child, he snapped. You know less than nothing. Even he heard the coldness—the faeness—in his voice.

      She took a step back as though struck. Lucia kept pulling at his sleeve as though she were his silent conscience. He swallowed the urge to snap at her, too.

      All right, Ava said in a strained voice. I’m going to go before I punch you in the nose and make this ten times worse.

      Lucia ran to her and held her hands before Ava gently but firmly removed her. She turned on her heel and walked away with her chin in the air. Great. She was going to be mad for days after that. Discomfort squirmed in the pit of Lorcan’s stomach until he looked at his father. Then the anger burned anew.

      She didn’t deserve that. Phoenix watched Ava leave, but he made no move to follow her. You can’t speak to people like that.

      Like what? Lorcan asked. "Like you talk to people? Like you’ve treated her? Haven’t you hurt her enough?"

      Phoenix blanched. Lorcan knew he had hit a tender spot, and he had no intentions of slowing down. He would never forget how distraught he felt when his father hurt Ava to fool Lorcan’s enemies. Phoenix had been playing both sides back when the stakes were a lot higher, and he’d been a magnificent actor.

      This isn’t any of your business. Phoenix turned his back on his son.

      Is there anything you’re not going to take from me? Lorcan asked bitterly, desperate for a reaction, something that would prove his father were capable of actual feeling. Or were you just planning to steal our memories of this when it all goes wrong?

      Phoenix hesitated for only a moment. Get inside, he hissed before storming into the house himself.

      Lorcan couldn’t force himself to move. He had nowhere else to go, but walking into that house felt like giving up. Phoenix made him angry, and most of the time, he wasn’t even sure why.

      Lucia stood before him, her eyes reproachful.

      What? he said sullenly. Like I wasn’t saying exactly what you were thinking.

      She folded her arms across her chest and held his gaze. She had never needed words to make him feel guilty. But hadn’t she realised what would happen?

      He’s going to ruin everything, he protested. We’ll lose our friends because of him.

      She shook her head slowly, giving him a meaningful look.

      He shrugged sheepishly, understanding instantly. They had a silent language

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