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    Meara's Hero: Hunted Hearts, #2
    Meara's Hero: Hunted Hearts, #2
    Meara's Hero: Hunted Hearts, #2
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    Meara's Hero: Hunted Hearts, #2

    By Babette James

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    Love conquers all things . . .

    Meara ni Lomair is on the run for her life, pursued by the monster who enslaved her to steal her magic. When fate crosses her path with that of her long-lost childhood friend, choosing to trust in hope and the man who’s always held her heart may be the difference between life and death.

    Bradan mac Conall knows he’s not the warrior Meara needs to rescue her from the dark fiend hunting them, but now that he’s found her again, he’ll give his all to protect the woman he loves — even if saving her requires his life.

    Recommended for those who like:

    • Fae Fantasy Romance

    • Sexy,wounded Heroes with Heart

    • Reunited childhood friends 

    • Determined Heroines  

    • Secrets, Fairytales, and Legends 

    • Sexy, Tender Adult Romances 

    • Short Stories 

    • Happily Ever Afters

    Others in the series: 

    Conall's Huntress (Book 1 – Conall & Etaine) 

    Coming soon: Fergal's Enchantress (Book 3 – Fergal & Niamh)

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherChara Press
    Release dateDec 21, 2016
    ISBN9780986251375
    Meara's Hero: Hunted Hearts, #2
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    Babette James

    Babette James lives in New Jersey with her wonderfully patient husband and extremely spoiled cats. A teacher, she loves encouraging new readers and writers as they discover their growing abilities. Her class cheers when it’s time for their spelling test! When not dreaming up stories, she enjoys playing with new bread recipes and dabbling with paints.

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      Meara's Hero - Babette James

      A Fantasy Romance Short Story

      Babette James

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      Copyright © 2016

      Love conquers all things . . .

      Meara ni Lomair is on the run for her life, pursued by the monster who enslaved her to steal her magic. When fate crosses her path with that of her long-lost childhood friend, choosing to trust in hope and the man who’s always held her heart may be the difference between life and death.

      Bradan mac Conall knows he’s not the warrior Meara needs to rescue her from the dark fiend hunting them, but now that he’s found her again, he’ll give his all to protect the woman he loves — even if saving her requires his life.

      Chara Press

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      Epigraph

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Thank You

      Other Books by Babette James

      Fergal's Enchantress: Excerpt

      Copyright

      Give all to love;

      Obey thy heart;

      Ralph Waldo Emerson

      One

      The lapse in dark magic chaining Meara was so unexpected that the sensation of freedom waking her from sleep seemed but another futile dream.

      She lurched up from the bed, her throat free of the murky, bitter pressure. The despised iron torc and bracelets tumbled into her lap. She gaped at the open collar and her bare wrists. Her bonds were truly broken!

      However, her high tower room, a locked door, stone walls, and goblin guards remained between her and real freedom, leaving the window open to the warm summer night air her sole opportunity for escape.

      Her stomach twisted. Was this merely another of Ruaidri’s malicious games?

      No. She refused to endure another moment of captivity. She would escape.

      Summoning wings, she leapt through the window into the moonless night — only to tumble fluttering toward the unfriendly flagstones below.

      She crashed against a jutting roof as a small white owl and clung on with talons, beak, and splayed wings, panting through her terror. Too weak, too many years of Ruaidri’s abuse leeching her of magic and strength.

      Fly or die.

      She’d ached so long for freedom. She wanted to live.

      Fly! Launching on hope, she swooped on desperate wings above the oblivious night watch and sped for the sheltering woods. But where to go? Ruaidri would pursue. Of that, she had no doubt.

      Hopefully, Ruaidri and Uncle Lorcan still assumed her ignorant of their complicity complicity in Father’s death and her captivity and would assume she’d naively run home — while she fled in the opposite direction.

      All too soon, her wings trembled. Birds were her weakest form. An accidental shift while flying could be disastrous. She glided to the ground, shifting to a doe and bounding off on four swift legs, steadier, but her destination still uncertain. Once she crossed the Muad Mor River into King Muirgus’ lands, then perhaps she could find a place to hide and rest.

      Time and again, she shifted to a different woodland creature to confuse her scent trail and any spying creatures loyal to Ruaidri. Please be enough. If Ruaidri caught her . . .

      Fueled by that blast of horror, Meara risked the shift to her strongest, but most identifiable form, the Kelpie mare, and raced for her life. Night faded into dawn and morning toward midday, and her strength flagged ever lower. Her breath burned her lungs, her heart pounded near to bursting from fear and exertion, her limbs ached, and sweat lathered and dripped. Oh, where was the river? If only she could rest, but stopping too soon was perilous. If she wanted to live, she must keep her course.

      She burst from the tree cover. A broad swath of shining water met her eyes, and her heart leapt in relief.

      She plunged down the rocky bank and dove into the strong current, submerging completely as she swam to the opposite shore. Her water-loving Kelpie self rejoiced and recharged in the water’s cool caress.

      She clambered into the stony shallows. Wheeling about warily, she listened with all desperation. Pure peace met her ears as birds she’d disturbed straightaway rejoined their melodies with the river’s rushing song. She’d reached the king’s lands! Perhaps she could rest a few more precious moments in the restorative waters. She drank deeply and once more sank beneath the water, soaking in the energy flow like a parched sponge.

      Elation faded. Aye, she’d reached lands of King Muirgus, but she’d fled here purely on the thin thread of happy childhood memories. Any sense of safety was an illusion. King Muirgus had no reason to help the daughter of an enemy, and borders, laws, and courtesy meant nothing to the likes of Ruaidri and Uncle Lorcan. She must keep running.

      She released her mare and rose as her woman self, water streaming from her dress.

      She must keep running. Angry tears slashed through her and her breath shredded. She scrubbed the back of her hand over her cheeks. She would run until she reached the Veil and lose herself in the mortal world beyond. Better self-exile than capture.

      Why do you weep, my lady? The gentle inquiry floated down from the rocky outcrop to her left.

      Meara gasped on a whip crack of terror and looked up, feet already moving to run.

      What she saw stopped her in her tracks. Golden and beautiful, a man leaned up on one arm from the sun-drenched slab of stone as if just waking from a nap. Silky dark blond hair framed his entrancing face. The sunlight gleamed over his nude form, gilding broad shoulders, lean muscles, supple body, and a right arm and torso disfigured by old scars.

      "Peace. You’ve nothing to fear from me. I’m sorry to have distressed you, and I would offer you aid

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