Under the Full Moon (Crimson Romance) by Bobbi Romans Read Free Book Online

they are not thrilled about it. He’s proven himself a weak link in their pristine armor. They worry you can destroy him and thus prove a danger to the fabric weaving them together.”
    “What do you have against this Society?” Grace wasn’t sure who this person was or how this woman, based on the high voice, had found her. She kept her guard up but something in the voice spoke true to her. She was inclined to believe what they were saying, even if cautiously so.
    “Regardless of what my lineage indicates, I believe in harmony. The Society believes in discord from which they can gain power. This must not happen. Can never happen.”
    “What do you mean discord?”
    “Do you remember the storm that swept through? The one that flooded the bay areas and sent many homeless? Spurned many into theft and vandalism? Chaos and madness ensued afterwards.”
    “The hurricane two years ago?”
    “Yes.”
    “They caused the monster storm?”
    “Yes. And from the pain and anguish following in its wake, they grew strong.”
    “How is that even possible?”
    Silence.
    “Hello? Are you still there?” Grace asked.
    Silence.
    “Hey, you can’t stop in midsentence like that. Come back here.”
    “They’ve found us. I must go and so must you. Now. Hurry!”
    Shit!
    Grace wasn’t stupid and felt the crackle in the air alerting her to the change in magic. A powerful entity was approaching, and by the amount of energy swirling about, a dangerous one.
    She ran to her spilled purse and scooped up the contents as fast as she could and fled the store. She’d no sooner put the keys in her ignition when flames erupted within her shop. Spawned by magic rather than fuel, it took only seconds before her stores windows blew out and the entire building was engulfed.

Chapter Seven
    Shards of glass flew into her side window like a hailstorm before a tornado, which this resembled more by the moment. The large flames approached her car like a menacing beast stalking its prey. She turned the key over and over and the engine continued to sputter and cough. Betty from the diner came running, and all Grace could do was roll down the passenger window and scream.
    “Get back! Call 911.”
    Betty disappeared back into the diner, thankfully oblivious to the fact this massive fire seemed contained to only Grace’s shop. Flames lapped at her car and roared from the roof, yet neither shop to the sides had even the slightest smoldering.
    Grace calmed her mind and focused her energy on the ignition. Willed the engine to turn over as her fingers twisted the key.
    Finally after what seemed like eons, the engine vibrated to life and she hit the gas. She’d call Betty and let her know what to tell the fire department. A report of any kind would have to wait. If these people knew about her, odds were they knew of Beth, too. She needed to get to her niece pronto.
    Reaching into her bag, she groped around for her phone, but the cool rectangular device had vanished. Pulling over to the shoulder she snatched the bag into her lap and tore through the contents. Damn, where the hell … Oh shit. She bet when she raced to gather her scattered things, she overlooked her phone. Crap. Well, driving to Beth’s would take longer than running to the library and using Faith’s phone, so Grace made a quick u-turn and headed back toward town. She’d no sooner pulled up to the ancient building when Faith came flying out screaming about her place being on fire. How the woman hadn’t fallen down the concrete steps of the building Grace hadn’t a clue.
    “Betty called me and said your place went up in flames and you almost burned up, too! Oh my God, are you okay?”
    “Yeah, I’m fine, but I need to use your phone.”
    “Sure honey, anything you need, but can I get you anything? Are you hurt?”
    “No, I’m fine. Really I am. I must make an urgent call.”
    “Okay, follow me, but you need to fill me in on what the hell happened. You don’t even have a kitchen in the