Fountain of Secrets (The Relic Seekers Book 2)
A relics specialist with a nostril for secret is torn among her attractive billionaire boss and her sizzling bodyguard. each one might die to avoid wasting her...and win her heart.
Kendall Morgan places her 6th experience again to paintings within the moment booklet of the Relic Seekers sequence, divining the historical past and placement of historical relics. Her boss, the beautiful billionaire Nathan Larraby, sends her to Italy to defend a valuable treasure belonging to the Protettori, an historical order of clergymen who safeguard 4 strong relics that Nathan believes could be the treatment for his darkish curse. He additionally sends brooding mercenary Jake Stone to monitor Kendall’s back—although her again isn’t all Jake has his eye on.
Nathan joins them, and all 3 tumble right into a labyrinth of defenses created by means of the clergymen to guard their treasures, together with the Fountain of youngster. They locate themselves in England at the path of the mythical King Arthur, who besides the Reaper, turns out mysteriously hooked up to the Protettori. Sparks fly and bonds are established as Kendall and Nathan’s pasts are printed and Jake’s turns into much more mysterious. The trio needs to remain one step sooner than the mysterious Reaper in the event that they are looking to live to tell the tale.
Fountain of Secrets twists and turns during the shadows of delusion and truth as Kendall races to discover the Protettori’s secrets and techniques and struggle her becoming charm to her boss and her bodyguard.
Necklaces; they have been keys, yet she used to be sure she was once lacking anything. She tossed and became good into the evening. while morning got here, she was once gritty eyed and grumpy. She’d slept too lengthy after an evening of unrest and goals. After a past due breakfast, which Fergus had thoughtfully stored hot at the sideboard within the breakfast room, she stopped by means of Nathan’s workplace to invite for a more in-depth examine the crosses. He wasn’t in. She checked the library and the opposite elements of the mansion, yet she couldn’t locate.
Neck.” there has been method an excessive amount of testosterone for one cave. the boys confronted off for a second prior to backing down, partially as a result of her cursing them either out. Nathan muttered to himself and saved studying one of many partitions. notwithstanding how he might see with no gentle she didn’t understand. the place the heck was once that starting? Jake and Nathan nonetheless fussed at one another as they searched the partitions. Nathan cursed. Kendall grew to become and observed him rubbing his ear. “Don’t do this again,” he stated. “What are you speaking about?”.
Wall, 4 clergymen walked part by way of aspect, arms folded in entrance of them. “They glance authentic.” Jake appeared up from a marker he used to be learning. “Who?” “Those clergymen through the wall.” “Uh… i believe they may be.” Kendall frowned. “Real priests. good, i suppose priests will be drawn to the ruins too. I suggest, this was once an abbey.” “Kendall… There aren’t any monks.” “Right there, close to the top of that wall—damn.” The priests had vanished. “Ghosts?” Jake requested. “Or extra stories of the earlier? no matter what they.
something. anything chilly was once put in his fingers. He heard a harsh, damn breath, then a thump. The woodland was once quiet aside from his panting. “Where are you?” He stretched his palms in entrance of him, feeling blindly for the guy. His foot hit anything reliable yet tender, and he knelt, worry gripping him by way of the throat. He positioned the chilly item in his pocket—it was once a cross—and patted awkwardly along with his palms until eventually he felt an arm. He it to a chest. It was once nonetheless. No heartbeat. He felt a crushing.
Moved again, revealing the stairs. A face seemed on the backside. “Help!” bankruptcy TWENTY-FOUR ART?” KENDALL LEANED into the outlet. “No you don’t.” Jake grabbed her arm and pulled her again. He shone the sunshine on the backside the place paintings was once scrambling up the stairs. whilst he reached the head, Jake took his arm and helped him out. His face was once white, freckles misplaced in a smear of dust. “They took them. The undesirable males took them.” “Who?” Jake requested. artwork was once panting. “Merlin and Guinevere.” “Who?”.