The book continues the story of our heroine and heroes in their everyday life that is sprinkled with magic, time travel, romance,and intrigue.
Product Description
Tristan Chloe and Oliver think they are finally safe from the influence of the 800-year-old magic spell that had hung over Tristan’s life.
The arrival of a man behaving strangely at the Abbey Museum heralds a new twist in their story.
As everyday life goes on, with Jack Dearing seemingly determined to rid the family of Tristan and Chloe heading deeper in love with Oliver, a series of bizarre magical things happen to complicate everyone’s life.
Does the beautiful girl visitor that catches Tristan’s eye mean the end of Chloe and Tristan?
As events spiral almost out of control, Tristan fights to save his home and his relationship with Chloe.
This is the third book in The Seven Spell Saga, it contains supernatural themes, sexual references and references to alcohol. There is some violence.
It is suitable for 18 years and up.
Excerpt
“I assure you Miss Stewart I can of course understand if you would like a second opinion.” He smiled at me, “Seriously here is my card, I can find buyers for these stones and I will look at the other pebble and lump of glass for you, should you want to drop by with them, it will be my pleasure”. I took his card and just to show I was nonchalant about the stones I spun the red one around on the mat as I thanked him. I picked the two stones up and he winced slightly when I stuffed them into my jean jacket pocket again. The blonde woman appeared and we were shown out of the place and the locked door clicked again behind us.
I grabbed Oliver’s hand as we hit the pavement and held it very tightly; he had been silent all this time.
“Chloe did you and your grandfather really find an Anasazi arrow head?”
I breathed out, I felt almost dizzy after that shocking display in the dealers; I tightened my hand over Oliver’s as we went down the car park.
“Yes that part is true”, I told Oliver.
He stopped walking and so I had to,
“Chloe, that’s quite a grip you’ve got on my hand, I think its stopping my circulation, there will definitely be a mark, either way, I think its safe for you to let go, no-one seems to be following us”.
I looked at him, then let go of his hand, “Oliver that was so scary, I kept thinking he would phone the police or ask for some kind of ID, and when he said how much the things were worth I very nearly stopped breathing”.
He shook his hand as I let go, “Chloe, it’s ok, you did well, you did it for Tristan, no one is hurt, nothing is lost. On the contrary if Tristan sells these then he could get his house in his own name and maybe the stables too”.
I sighed, “Thanks Oliver, sorry about your hand, do you want to go and get coffee or something before we go home, or maybe just get the stones back in the cupboard. Sorry yes, let’s do that I suddenly feel afraid I may lose them. That would be dreadful. Thank heavens we are going to Kool Kafé tonight I don’t think I could be in the same room as the Eleanor treasure all night”.
