Is his magic faster than the world wide web?
Mythicals of Avalon Book 2
When Reese gets the call to go remind his ex-girlfriend that the world’s taking notice of her appearances, he figures this will be easy–maybe she just didn’t know that a team of investigative reporters had moved into the Loch, bound and determined to find the Loch Ness Monster.
Viona, however, is very aware that the investigative team looking for her. And she couldn’t be happier about it–after all, their appearance meant tourism would go through the roof.
And how could she complain about that? After all, she shows her beastly side every once in a while, and the whole area benefits.
At least, until the lead investigator sees her go in, and Nessie rise up.
Caught on film, the team cannot wait to tell the world.
Now it’s up to Reese and Viona to smooth things over before things get out of hand.
And with as fast as the internet is, even Reese’s magic may not be fast enough.
Series Order
Guys and Godmothers and Mythicals of Avalon:
- Magic Under His Nose
- Magic Right Before His Eyes
- Magic That's Just His Taste
- Saving Her Destiny
- Guarding Her Secret
Excerpt
“Is it on? Is it?” Jordon Doors asked as he rolled his shoulders back. Wayne, the camera man from Exploration TV nodded, and Jordon started talking into the lens. “This is Jordon Doors, welcome to Discover It! I’m here, on the Loch. That’s right, we’re here at Loch Ness to put to rest, finally, the truth about the Loch Ness Monster.”
The wind was cold coming off the lake, and a blast of air slammed into him.
“You all know the stories. We’ve heard the accounts, but really, is there anything hiding underneath that murky lake? We have the proof--how Nessie’s been hiding, all these years.”
The camera panned away from Jordon over the chilly lake.
“And clear,” Jordon’s assistant, Sable, said from the side.
“Good,” Jordon shivered. “It’s fucking cold out here!”
He bobbed up and down to keep warm. He’d been in jungles, deserts, and forests of all kinds, but the one thing he hated was the cold--especially this kind of cold, the kind that was wet and felt like it stuck to his bones.
Sable stepped closer to him. “That was a great promo, Jordon. Probably my favorite yet.”
He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, just like the last one.”
“You get better every time.” She grinned, and brushed something off his shoulder. “Even I almost believed you that time.”
He snorted. “Whose idea was this anyway?”
“The guy who pays for all your trips.” Her friendly smile slipped away, and she became all business again. “So make it good. This will be for your season finale,” Sable said, her gaze narrowing on him.
Jordon shook his head. Hopefully his last season finale. He was about done with hunting the mysteries of the world. “Come on. I need a beer.” He waved at the crew. “Let’s go find a pub, guys.”
“What, no searching the Loch for the monster yet?” Wayne asked.
Jordon shook his head. “You go right ahead, Wayne. I’m getting a beer.”
A couple of members of the small team smirked while they packed up. They chatted back and forth about what the great beast must be as they headed back down to the hotel.
Jordon shook his head. He knew, like he did every episode, that they’d never find anything. There’d be a clue, a hint of something leading the way, but there’d never actually be a treasure to be found.
Because if there was, it would be all over the news before the episode even aired. Sable and Discover It! producers would make sure of that.
The lookout post near the ancient castle truly did give an inspiring view of the lake, and all its murky charms.
Not that he was falling for it. Jordon knew better than to believe in magic and superstition.
He wondered why he still did this stuff. Then he remembered his bills. Yep, he’d make another one of these stupid shows where he never found anything, and he’d keep doing it until people were tired of paying him to make them. He’d lost whatever sense of discovery he’d had years ago. Now it was all about the mighty dollar. People liked listening to him ramble about the what if’s in the world.
He glanced back out at the water, choppy from the wind.
It’s not like there’s anything out there. He paused. A shadow moved across the water.
“Wait…” He turned again, and made himself really look.
Nope.
Nothing there.
Sable came over to him. “What is it? Did you see something?”
He shook his head. “The hotel manager told us the loch was enchanted. Made me think for a second I really could see something out there.”
“As if you’d want to,” Sable said, smirking. “The show would tank if you actually found what you were looking for. Then everyone would expect you to find stuff all the time.”
“Exactly.”
The last thing he wanted was to actually find anything.
He didn’t have time for that.
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