The Copper Legacy #1
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Publisher: Spence City
Date of Publication: June 25, 2013
Synopsis
Sara had always been careful.
She never spoke of magic, never associated with those suspected of handling magic, never thought of magic, and never, ever, let anyone see her mark. After all, the last thing she wanted was to end up missing, like her father and brother.
Then, a silver elf pushed his way into Sara's dream, and her life became anything but ordinary.
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About the Author
Jennifer Allis Provost is a native New Englander who lives in a sprawling colonial along with her beautiful and precocious twins, a dog, two birds, three cats, and a wonderful husband who never forgets to buy ice cream. As a child, she read anything and everything she could get her hands on, including a set of encyclopedias, but fantasy was always her favorite. She spends her days drinking vast amounts of coffee, arguing with her computer, and avoiding any and all domestic behavior.
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Chapter 1
It seemed like a
good idea at the time.
My office, like
most modern offices, cranked the air conditioning down to Arctic proportions
during the summer months. Consequently, we workers arrived in the morning
dressed in sandals and sleeveless tops, donned heavy sweaters upon reaching our
desks, and ended up shivering by noon. Ironically, when our workday ended we
were hit by a wall of oppressive heat the moment we stepped outside the main
doors. No, this wasn’t a flawed system in the slightest.
That day, I
wasn’t having it. I had the grand idea of spending my lunch hour outside, away
from the icy wind stiffening my fingers and chilling my neck. After I unwound
myself from the afghan I kept in my desk (and only used in the summer months),
I gathered up my lunch and my phone and headed out for an impromptu picnic in
my car.
What I hadn’t
considered was that the office runs the air conditioning so cold because it
was, well, hot outside. Very hot, in fact. So hot that the cheese was melting
in my sandwich and the lettuce looked like something that had washed ashore
months, maybe even years, ago. I was parked in the shade and had taken down my
car’s convertible top, but I still couldn’t manage to get comfortable. I’d
already shed my sandals and cardigan, which left me wearing my sundress and…
Dare I?
I glanced around
the parking lot of Real Estate Evaluation Services, the ‘go-to firm for all
your commercial real estate needs’, according to the brochures. No one, human
or drone, was taking a noontime stroll, and, by virtue of my being on the far
side of the lot, no cars were near mine. Most of my coworkers didn’t even have
cars, so the lot was rarely more than half-full. What was more, from where I
sat, I couldn’t even see the office.
I dared.
I took a deep
breath and channeled my inner wild woman, then leaned the seat back and slipped
off my panties. Removing that small bit of cotton made an incredible
difference, and the heat became somewhat bearable. Enjoyable, even. Was that a
breeze?
