The Treasure Keeper

Zusatztext   “Abé is an immensely gifted storyteller.”—Karen Marie Moning “Skillful writing! excellent characters! fascinating setting and outstanding story earn The Treasure Keeper a Perfect 10.” —Romance Reviews Today   “Complex! enthralling and captivating! Abé’s storytelling has you soaring through wild adventures and spellbinding scenes made possible by the power of love and the forces of magic.”— RT Book Reviews Informationen zum Autor Shana Abe Klappentext She is a young drákon of untried powers. He is the powerful second son of the Alpha male from their clan of shapeshifting, supersensual beings. And what she is about to attempt will violate every taboo and break every law that bind the drákon together-and just may save them from destruction. A mere seamstress's daughter, Zoe Cyprienne Lane isn't even in the same league as Lord Rhys Langford. Nothing could be more shocking than the notion that she'd set out to find her childhood friend and first true love. But when news arrives in the Carpathian Mountains of Transylvania that Rhys is being held captive, that's just what she does. Guided by her own hidden Gifts and her psychic link to Rhys-his presence and touch as electric as if he were beside her in the flesh-Zoe is his last lifeline to a world and a passion he thought he'd never regain. Only reunited, hunter and huntress, can they save the drákon from those who would destroy them all. Leseprobe Chapter One Journal of Mlle. Zoe Cyprienne Lane Presented to Me Upon the Occasion of My Thirteenth Birthday Myers Cottage, Darkfrith York, England May 1, 1766 No rain. Cherry Cake with Breakfast. Spotted Scones and Cider after Supper. From Mother: The Journal. An Embroidered Tucker. From Uncle Anton: A Tome of Verse: Songs for Gentle Girls. From Cerise: An Ink and colored Portrait of my favorite rooster, Maximillian. (From me to Cerise: A Polished Silver Nugget in the Shape of a Heart from the River Fier.) From Lord Rhys Sean Valentin Langford, second son of the Alpha (!): A bouquet of Pure Whyte Roses (the marchioness's garden?). A Small Carving of Maximillian from Pine (bloodstain on the left wing? dirt?). A Woven Ring of his Hair (!!). Roses to Mother. Hair Ring to the dust bin. I rather like the carving. Journal June 13, 1766 No rain. Quite hot. Lessons to-day in the village from the Dreaded Council for All Drakon Children. (I do think that at Thirteen Years of Age One ought not to be called a Child, and ought to be excused from these events, but the Council Begs to Differ.) I don't know why they bother repeating the same shabby old rules year after year. We've heard them enough by now to choke on them: We must not Leave the Shire! We must not Speak of the Gifts! We must not Reveal our Secrets to the Others! We must Think Only of the Tribe! Rhys arrived late, as ever (no one even chided him. I suppose it must be lovely to be a Lord), and insisted upon squeezing into the seat next to mine. Then he kept pretending to tip his Inkpot upon my skirts when None were Looking. Vexing. I don't care what he said afterward, I don't believe he would have stopped without my kick to his shin. I will Concede, however, that it was unfortunate the Ink spilled upon his breeches instead. Cerise claims She Saw it All. Grew very red and said that I was a shameless flirt. I told her to find a looking glass before casting names at me. Everyone knows she's a Goose, no matter that she's the elder by three minutes. I cannot fathom a person less Likely to be my Twin. Perhaps she is a changeling. Journal June 19, 1766 No rain. Full moon, couldn't sleep. Mother made me extinguish the lamps early. The smell of smoking oil simply fills my face; I can hardly breathe with it. When I op...

Product details

• Authors: Shana Abe, Shana Abé
• Publisher: Dell Publishing Inc.
• Languages: English
• Product format: Paperback
• Released: 27.04.2010
• EAN: 9780553591224
• ISBN: 978-0-553-59122-4
• No. of pages: 384
• Dimensions: 106 mm x 175 mm x 26 mm
• Series: Drakon; Drakon
• Subject: Fiction > Science fiction, fantasy