Wednesday Briefs – Here Kitty Kitty Chapter 20.1


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Chapter 20.1

Carl watched his mate stop and turn.

What did he say now? Should they go to his room? Or Tristan’s? or to one of the main rooms so they were more public? Would Tristan think he was being too forward to ask to speak in one of their rooms? Or would he think he wasn’t interested if he asked to speak in a main room? Goddess, he was the Elder of his clan, he represented his clan at various events during any given year, he spoke to beings of all species.

Why was it so hard to think of what to say and do with the being the fates thought was perfect for him?

“Um, should we…maybe…go somewhere…more private?” Carl was sure he could feel his face heating up, but he ignored it and hoped no one else—especially the male standing in front of him with a sexy smirk on his lips—noticed.

Tristan cocked his head to the side and seemed to study Carl. Whatever he was looking for he apparently found as he nodded and indicated for Carl to follow him.

Carl couldn’t help letting his gaze slide down to appreciate the rounded ass as his mate walked ahead of him. If things went well he would be biting into said ass as soon as—

“Keep your eyes up and look where you’re going.”

Carl snapped his head up in time to not walk straight into Tristan’s back. He ignored Tristan’s chuckle and finally took notice of where they were.

Tristan had led him to one of the few secluded gardens within the den compound. There were night blooming kaislys and a love seat was tucked under a weeping willow tree.

Carl slid a hand to Tristan’s back, relishing the slight hitch he heard in his mate’s breathing, and led him over to the love seat. Once they were both seated he took a breathe to speak.

However, Tristan beat him to it. “Is this where you tell me that you’re an elder and you either already have a mate or you can’t mate with a man because you need to have an heir to pass the eldership onto?”

Carl frowned. Why did his mate sound so defensive? Why would he automatically think Carl was going to deny their mating? What had been said to this male to lead his thoughts in that direction?”

“What if I wanted to get you alone so I could slam you up against the nearest surface and claim you so hard everyone would know who you belonged with?” he leaned over as he spoke and let his breath tickle Tristan’s ear.

Tristan jerked away from the contact and Carl felt his heart lurch. What if Tristan didn’t want him? What if his comment had been his way of telling Carl why he didn’t want to mate him? What if…

“If you think that’s funny then you are going to find out why people go out of their way to avoid angry mages.”

Carl had had enough. He was a plain-spoken male as a rule and obviously, seduction wasn’t working for him.

“I haven’t tried to be funny. I was trying to seduce you. I have looked for my mate for a long time. If you don’t want me then say so. Quit trying to put words and thoughts on me without asking me what I want or think. Maybe you should think about what you want and get back to me. It’s getting near to dawn and old I may be, but I am still not immune to sunlight.”

Rising Carl kept his head high as he headed back inside at a deliberate walk. Once he was inside and sure he was out of sight of his mate did he pick up speed and not stop until he was safe inside his suite. Only then did he allow himself to crumple to the floor. Even at his advanced age, he had had dreams of the day he met his fated mate. He had thought their eyes would meet across a crowded room, or on the street in the moonlight, and they would smile and move closer. Maybe they would talk and get to know each other. Or maybe they would get to the good stuff first and then talk after while cuddled up together in his massive bed in his clan house.

Carl pushed himself to his feet and shook off the sadness. He was an adult and an elder. He knew not all matings worked out. He would just have to deal with it and keep his dealings with Tristan professional. Maybe he could speak to Simon and get him to run interference? No, that would involve Kitryn and that cat would love the opportunity to get information he could use to tease Carl.

He’d poured himself a glass of whiskey and was about to take a sip when someone started banging on his door.

Before he could move a voice joined the banging. “I know you’re in there. Open this door or I swear I will blast it off its hinges. You do not get to say all that and then walk away.

Oh, his mate sounded pissed…

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Wednesday Briefs – Here Kitty Kitty Chapter 19.2


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Chapter 19.2

Here Kitty Kitty, Chapter 19.2, By Carol Pedroso

Fran sat next to Meg and continued eating her sandwich as she looked around the table.

“Where, Conny?” she asked between bites.

Tristan suppressed a laughed when he realized she meant O’Connor. “O’Connor is on his way. I sent a spelled necklace to the infirmary and told the medics to give it to him as soon as he woke up. I felt the spell activate about twenty minutes ago. The necklace will suppress the mate bond enough to alleviate the pain he is experiencing.”

Everyone nodded, including Fran who’d finished her sandwich and was now munching on a packet of sweets that had appeared from who knew where.

Patrick read out the message Fran had delivered again for Meg and Fran—who said she never remembered what she’d said when in a trance.

“I not the only in’cent,” Fran stated. “New baby and sister with bad lady.”

Silence met her declaration. Tristan sent her a smile. “Thank you, Fran, we hadn’t thought of them. The two children we know of—and there may be others we don’t know about yet—need protection.

“So, let’s make a list.” Tristan pulled a paper pad nearer to himself and stole Simon’s pen, ignoring the glare it earned him. “What questions do we still need answered?” Pen poised he waited.

“What is Cheryl’s end goal?” Tristan nodded at Simon and noted the question down.

Next was Patrick. “Where is her base of operations?”

Helen. “How many people are helping her?”

Kitryn. “And how many are there under duress?”

Meg. “What powers does she have access to?”

Simon again. “Where will she hit next?”

“How is she getting the seers that have been taken from their homes?” O’Connor spoke as he entered the room the large pendant Tristan had sent to the infirmary shone in the light as he sat.

Tristan nodded to O’Connor and noted down the question, before turning to a fresh sheet. “Now let’s think about what we know.”

O’Connor’s bitter voice spoke up first. “Cheryl is stealing powers and probably killing the victims in the process.” The fact his mate could be next at any time was left unsaid.

Kitryn. “They are trying to keep the victims alive, I would assume to try and extend the powers they can steal, and to that end, they took a healer.”

Carl. “They’re using hostages to ensure good behavior.”

Fran. “They keep baby.” Tristan sent her an encouraging smile as he wrote.

“If we can get the hostages out maybe the mage at least could fight back.” O’Connor pointed out.

Tristan nodded thoughtfully and turned to Fran. “Would you mind a roommate for a while? I think if I can be there when your mom visits again I may be able to set a tracking spell to find out where she is. It won’t be exact, but it should give us an area to concentrate on.”

Fran clapped in excitement. “Yes!” she squealed.

He held up a hand to try and calm her down. “I am not making any promises. But, I think I know a spell that should work.”

The rest of the meeting ended up going round in circles until O’Connor said he needed to head back to bed and everyone noticed that Fran had fallen back to sleep resting her head on the table.

Tristan headed out to find the book he needed to check on the spell he wanted to use.

Carl’s voice called out from behind him. “Tristan, wait, please, we need to talk.”

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Wednesday Briefs – Here Kitty Kitty Chapter 19.1


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Chapter 19.1

Tristan blinked awake when he realized someone was in the room with him. Casting his magic out he frowned when he got a familiar feeling from the person but couldn’t place them.

“Who’s there?”

A face appeared over the edge of his bed and he let out a very manly squeak.

“Fran, what are you doing in my room? You almost gave me a heart attack.”

Tristan stopped talking when he saw her eyes in the dim moonlight filtering through the lone window.

“The time is near for magic to fight magic.

“Mind will fight mind

“And life as it is known is at risk

“Protect and follow the innocent mind”

“Shit!” Tristan leaped from the bed in time to catch Fran as she fainted. He tucked her into his bed and after making sure there wasn’t anything she could hurt herself on in the room he headed out to find help.

It wasn’t long before he started hearing voices calling out frantically.

“Kitryn, Simon,” Tristan yelled. “She’s this way.”

Within seconds Simon appeared in front of him, closely followed by Carl, then Kitryn and Patrick.

Kitryn grabbed him by the front of his t-shirt. “Where is she?”

Tristan sent a jolt of magic through Kitryn’s hands to make him let go. “She’s asleep in my bed. She came to my room, had a vision and fainted. Now you can either stand here and question me or you can go and get her. When she’s awake I’d love to find out how she got through my locked door and wards.”

Kitryn shook his hands, probably from the magical jolt and nodded looking suitable cowed.


A few hours later and everyone was gathered in the main meeting room. Meg had stayed with Fran and had promised to bring her to the meeting when she’d woken up and had food to regain her energy.

Tristan repeated the words Fran had said and Carl wrote them down. They then got down to the business of deciphering what they could mean.

“Well, I think it’s obvious,” Patrick stated. “It means those with mind magic will fight each other. And we need to protect Fran. She has to be the innocent mentioned.”

Tristan pinched the bridge of his nose. How could the elder be so old and have so many mage friends and yet remember none of what he was taught by them?

He swallowed a sigh and told himself to have patience. “Pat, come on, you know magic doesn’t work like that. Besides, what do you define as mind magic? Seer’s have mind magic, but not all seers are mages. Healers have mind magic, they use it to calm their patients. I have mind magic, I can conjure images that I can then let other people see. Shifters use a basic form of mind magic when they true-mate to create a bond between them and their mates. Need I go on?”

Patrick waved a hand. “Okay, so I may have generalized too much. You and Milly are too alike, you know that?”

Tristan grinned. “Well, if you listened when we told you things, we wouldn’t have to repeat ourselves.”

A knock on the door forestalled any more conversation.

Fran entered towing Meg along by one hand and holding a half-eaten sandwich in the other.

Now the discussion could begin in earnest.

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Wednesday Briefs – Here Kitty Kitty Chapter 18.5


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Chapter 18.5

Jenny looked down at her daughter, and Tristan could see tears glinting on her cheeks. “I really don’t know a lot. The seers are all too badly drained to tell me much. I know Cheryl is using their powers to see what’s happening with her enemies, and that she has something planned that will be happening soon. I also know she has a mage working for her, but not willingly. I was ordered to treat a young female mage. Her name was Milly, she was very pregnant and the trauma of being taken brought on her labor.

She had a baby boy and she named him Michael. She said that was the name of her mate and then she told me she didn’t expect for them to make it out alive and made me promise to protect the baby and the toddler who’d been taken with them. She wouldn’t calm down until I promised, and the baby was left with me when guards came to take her away again. No matter how much she cried and begged they wouldn’t allow to even give him a cuddle goodbye. The last thing she called out was for me to remember my promise.

“The baby and toddler, whose name is Ophelia, have been set up in the room next door to mine. They are both calm and sleeping alright at the moment, but Ophelia keeps looking for her mother. She may not be able to talk much yet, but anyone can understand ‘mama’ and then a child searching around. I don’t know how much longer it will be before she starts to realize something is wrong. Children are more perceptive than an adult will admit.” This was said with a glare at Kitryn who hung his head and cast a pout through his eyelashes at Simon. Simon just chuckled and pushed him off the couch they were sitting on.

This seemed to break the cloud that had settled over the group and everyone chuckled.

Jenny stopped and seemed to be listening to something. “Duty calls, the baby is awake. I’ll come when I can and Kitryn, remember to listen to Fran. A child she maybe but her powers are growing fast and she will soon surpass any seer I’ve met in my lifetime.”

The glow surrounding her intensified and when everyone had lowered the hands they’d used to block their eyes Fran was sleeping alone on her bed.

Simon ushered everyone out while Kitryn tucked Fran safely into her bed.

They all made their way silently back to the main room that had become their regular meeting room now.

“What now?” Simon asked when no one spoke.

Tristan looked at Patrick and at his nod spoke, “Patrick and I know Michael and Milly. I went to school with Michael and I stood for him when he had his mating ceremony with Milly. Patrick told me Michael was the mage who set wards around the compound.”

“But you said there weren’t any wards around the compound,” Simon pointed out.

“I know. Patrick and I had just decided Cheryl must have Michael and have a way of making him do what she wants. Fran’s mother confirmed that and told us how he is being controlled. He’s obviously taken down the wards, but the wards surrounding Fran’s room and how they’re keyed to work are the strongest I have ever seen. I don’t know how he knew she was here or how to find her, but nothing can get to Fran in that room and there are extra wards to increase the strength of her gift. Essentially that room is the safest place on the compound for anyone we want to keep hidden from Cheryl. As soon as I have rested I will restore the wards around the compound and add a few modifications so Michael can’t be forced to break them. But, at this moment I am afraid I need to head for bed. Patrick, I take it I have my usual room?”

At Patrick’s nod, Tristan headed out the room throwing a “Goodnight all,” over his shoulder.

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Wednesday Briefs – Here Kitty Kitty Chapter 18.4


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Chapter 18.4

Patrick and Tristan rounded the hallway corner just in time for Tristan to have the wind knocked out of him by a blur of pink.

More people ran up as Tristan tried to catch his breath and hold on to the now wriggling pink lump in his arms.

Playing a hunch, he gasped out, “Fran, I presume.”

The wiggling stopped and a far too intelligent gaze captured his. He got lost in that gaze for a few moments before yelling got his attention.

“Fran, what have you been told about running in the hallways. You’re meant to be staying with your friends tonight.”

“But, Kitty, I wanted to meet Trissy.”

Tristan ignored the shocked gasps and the chuckling that he was sure he could hear coming from a certain vampire. Instead, he concentrated on Fran. “I’m Tristan. But I’m sure you knew that already. Why did you have to meet me so urgently?”

“You ‘posed to help me see mom again.”

Before he could answer Kitryn interrupted. “Fran, we had this conversation. Your mom is dead. She was killed by the bad people. She’s gone to another place now.”

Tristan shook his head. Fran wasn’t a baby, or even a toddler. She was at least six if not older. He couldn’t understand why some adults not only treated children like they were stupid but used silly terms like, gone to another place, and bad people. Why not just say the person is dead and gone? And why call the ‘bad people’ exactly what they were? Evil, manipulative, B—

“She is not gone!” Fran’s shout echoed in the small hallway. “She was here. She taught me to find Bad Lady. ‘fore Conny helped me. She showing me power. You no want me to know.”

Kitryn sputtered. “It’s not that I don’t want you to know about your power. You’re a child, you should be playing games, not looking for or helping to fight bad people.”

“Bad people want me. I fight them. I help. Help mage and Fae. You no stop me.”

The more upset she got the more her speech garbled, but Tristan got the idea.

“Fran, do you mind if I see your room? If I can sense your mom from her visit, I can set Kitty’s mind at rest.” He ignored the growl at the name he used and kept a smile on his face for Fran as she nodded enthusiastically.

He stood straight and set Fran on her feet. He let her take his hand to lead the way. He ignored everyone else as they trailed behind them. Fran may be a child but she was a seer too. Her power would protect her. That was what made the missing seers such a mystery. He still couldn’t work out how this Cheryl was getting the seers and not leaving any trace.

“My room,” Fran announced proudly and pushed open the door.

An immediate feeling of peace surrounded him. “No evil has been here.” He stated and moved further into the room. He went to one knee in front of Fran. “Can you please think of your visitor and try and call to her? If she is nearby she may come and set everyone’s mind at rest.”

Fran nodded and frowned in concentration.

A glow appeared beside Fran and slowly grew until it took the shape of a woman.

“Fran, what’s wrong darling? Why did you call me?”

Fran let out a low cry. “Kitty say you dead and gone away. He say I didn’t see you. He see you now.”

The glowing woman spun to glare at a sheet white Kitryn. “Kitryn Franklan Hermarn Gerald Jackier.” Tristan winced as Kitryn paled further. Everyone knew you were in trouble when a woman used your full name in that tone. “How could you tell your niece that? You know the basics of a seer’s power. I would have shown myself to you if I could, but I seemed to only be able to appear to Fran and only in this room. I know I asked her to keep quiet until I could get things figured out, but I didn’t expect you to react like this. But I see you have a mage here. If you can get him to boost Fran’s power I can stay and explain a bit better.”

Tristan snapped out of his shock and nodded. He sent a burst of power into Fran and felt it funnel out. The woman solidified and the glowed dimmed but didn’t disappear.

He also sent out feelers of magic into the room. He found wards of protection, and wards to boost power, and wards to aid focus. There was more but those were the most powerful ones.

“So, you had better let me explain what’s happened so far and you can fill in what you know. I don’t know how long I have so listen carefully, I will say this only once.

“I was injured in the attack on our home and I felt it when my mate was killed. However, by then I had already been caught by a mage. She’d surrounded me with some sort of shield, it stopped the breaking of the mating bond from killing me. They took me with them when they left. Before you ask, I can’t tell you where Cheryl is. I was knocked out. I’m kept in a three-story building with no windows for me look out of and get any idea of my location. I am forced to use my small healing abilities to try and keep multiple seers alive. You don’t know how happy I was when I felt Fran’s power rising and realized I could link with her. The night is the only time I’m left alone unless there’s an emergency. I’ve been trying to find out what I could and pass it on to Fran.”

Fran had curled up as close to her mother as she could and had apparently fallen asleep.

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Book Review – The One Thing Money Can’t Buy (Custom Solutions Book 1) By Lisa Oliver


Caractacus Hudson thinks of himself as a non-descript anomaly. A white hedgehog, banished from his prickle because of his genetics, he lives a quiet existence, hoping and praying that one day his prickle will want him back. Winning the lottery was about as likely to happen to Cari, as he was known to his friends, as being hit on the head by a meteor. But one day he did just that – won the lottery, not the meteor thing. Even then, he doesn’t see his life changing overly much, but some over zealous wolves, and a lion shifter bodyguard soon changes his ideas.

Quaid Poullon hates lottery winners, or anyone who’s come into money instead of working for it. A lion shifter with more than his fair share of pride, Quaid balks when his brother Ernest asks him to take care of a hedgehog. But one sniff of the intriguing man goes a long way to changing his opinion. Now all he has to do is work out how to keep his little mate safe, which isn’t as easy as it should be.

A pack, a prickle, even the cat coalition want a piece of Cari and it’s not just for his sudden wealth. Suddenly the boundaries between who can be trusted and who can’t are seriously blurred and it’s all Quaid can do is try and stay one step ahead. When a bite has unexpected repercussions, even the council get involved. Is there ever going to be a scenario when Quaid and Cari can be safe?

The first 7500 words of this story were published for free on Stormy Glenn’s ManloveFantasies blog. Over 40,000 words have been added. Custom Solutions is a new series and this story can be read as a complete standalone with no cliffhanger. HEA is guaranteed. This is an MM true mates paranormal story and is intended for adults only.

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My Review

Another great beginning to what looks to be another wonderful series.

I really felt for Cari, winning the lottery is meant to make life better not worse. And it is certainly not meant to put your life in danger. Add into that weird legends and misunderstandings and Cari has a lot to contend with.

At first I wanted to smack Quaid. He really didn’t have the first clue about how to deal with his mate and he put his foot in his mouth so many times I thought he was going to start charging it rent.

Of course, Cari would just turn prickly (literally) and ignore him.

I had lots of favorites bits, but one did stand out as making me laugh loud and long. When Cari is kidnapped his captors think they can just take him to an ATM and get him to empty his bank account of all his winnings. That did not work out well for them at all. Not only does he not give them any money but by the time rescue arrives the kidnappers are fighting among themselves and don’t notice.

As always if you want to see how this comes about and what happens after you’ll have to read this wonderful book yourself.


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Wednesday Briefs – Here Kitty Kitty Chapter 18.3

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Chapter 18.3

Tristan pulled Patrick back and let the others get out of earshot before speaking.

“You never answered about the wards. Why isn’t the compound surrounded with them?”

Patrick blinked up at him. “It is.” He frowned. “I thought you were trying to be funny somehow by saying about the wards. I got a mage to ward the compound when our seer was born. It’s why I’ve been stumped as to how someone got in to take her. However, I didn’t want to worry Kitryn and Simon any more than they already are about Fran. I’ve doubled the guard around the compound and have been working with my second to investigate all points of entry and escape. So far we’ve found nothing.”

Tristan matched Patrick’s frown. “There are no wards anywhere near the den compound. I saw the guards but they didn’t see me until I wanted them to. Any mage worth their magic would be able to get in here. Who did you get to place the wards? And how much did you pay them?”

“I got Michael to do it. And I got Milly to test them in my presence. I saw them there and working. I saw Milly get zapped when she tried to cross without my permission. The only one who would be able to disable those wards without having to break them and so declaring their presence to the entire den would be Michael, or maybe you. But, if he…” Patrick’s eyes went wide.

Tristan nodded. I think we know now which mage this Cynthia has. And since I know Michael, I don’t believe he would be helping her willingly. So, either she has Milly and the baby, or she has something else to use as blackmail. From what you’ve all told me so far about her I am leaning towards her having his mate and baby. I didn’t think there’s anything bad enough to blackmail him with that he would do this otherwise.”

Patrick was shaking his head. “I can’t believe I didn’t think of this before. Every time I think things can’t get any worse, they do. What do we do? The only seer we have is an untrained child and we seem to be three steps behind this bitch at every turn.”

Tristan shook his head. “You need to start working together. And that includes letting the ‘untrained child’ help. If this visitor Meg saw had had any evil intent Fran’s power would have warned her. Child, she may be, but her power will allow her to speak as when is needed, or allowed by the fates. You all need to start listening to her and working together.

“Did I hear right you have a merman here too?”

Patrick raised his gaze from where it had fallen to the ground. “Yes, he mostly stays in the infirmary as Cheryl has his mate and the medics are trying to combat the mating sickness without putting him into a coma.”

“I may be able to help with that. I can—”

“Are you two coming? Or are you going to stand around gossiping like a pair of old women all night?” Kitryn had appeared back around the hallway corner and was tapping his foot.

Patrick shook his head. “Don’t let the females in the den hear you say that. We’re coming.”

They headed after Kitryn and Tristan let the problems twist and turn in his mind. There seemed to be so many questions and very few answers. The time had come for a bit of a shakeup and he knew just how to do it.

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