Title: Blind Warrior
Series: The Weavers Circle #3
Author: Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott
Publisher: Drake & Elliott Publishing LLC
Release Date: November 20, 2020
Length: 98k
Genre: Romance, Fantasy
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Synopsis
Grey Ackles
The Soul Weaver feels useless.
A burden endangering his brothers.
The last battle with the pestilents cost Grey his sight and powers.
Now he’s dependent on his vision rehabilitation therapist Cort to learn how to function on a daily basis.
But as he grows closer to Cort, Grey is left wanting his powers back for a new reason—how will he ever know if the man he’s falling for is actually his soul mate?
Cort Newton
There is some really weird stuff going on at that house.
Spell books, guns, and a giraffe in the backyard?
But no matter how strange it gets, Cort is not going to leave the grumpy writer.
Adjusting to sudden blindness is hard for everyone, but Grey clearly has deeper reason for needing his vision back at any cost. Cort just wished Grey would confide in him.
Even with Grey’s secrets, Cort has never been drawn to a man like he is with Grey and he will do anything to keep this man safe.
Blind Warrior is the third book in the Weavers Circle series. It includes fast-paced action, running through Savannah, secrets, shapeshifting, brainwashed assassins, a gorilla, sexy times, fun with water, insecurity, three crazy old ladies, and magic!
Cort jogged up the stairs to Grey’s apartment, a strange twist of excited anticipation and nerves in his stomach. When he’d left Grey the day before, the man had been exhausted, but Cort felt confident that it was a good tired. He’d finished their session with a feeling of accomplishment. He wanted Grey to believe that he could handle this. That he could get back on his feet and live his life again. Sure, it was going to be different, but he could enjoy many of the things he once had.
Of course, even with the feeling of accomplishment, Cort was all too accustomed to clients suffering a setback—whether physical or emotional—during the hours they were apart. He expected that from Grey, but he was hoping that maybe the man would hold on to the initiative and hope he had yesterday and power through.
He knocked on the door and took a deep breath, waiting to hear Grey moving through the apartment.
“Come in, Dumbo!” Grey shouted.
Cort’s mouth dropped open, and he pushed open the door immediately. “There is no way you’re commenting on my ears! You haven’t even seen my ears.”
He walked in to find Lucien sitting on the sofa, his mouth fallen open and eyes wide at Cort’s comment. One of the things he’d learned early in his training was not to pussyfoot around a patient’s lack of sight. They wanted to be treated as normal. Not ignore what was obvious about them.
Grey stepped into the open doorway of the bathroom, his hand resting on the doorframe, and for a moment, he simply took Cort’s breath away. The rumpled, slightly dirty man he met yesterday was gone. Today, Grey was dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a dark-crimson button-down shirt. His hair was neatly combed and styled. He’d even shaved. He’d thought Grey was sexy before, but now…God, now he was dangerous to Cort’s sanity.
The only thing that hadn’t changed was the sardonic tilt to his full lips, as if he were constantly on the verge of making a sarcastic comment. And what he was learning about Grey was that he usually was. That mouth could very well be Cort’s downfall.
“I wasn’t referring to your ears. I was commenting on the fact that you sound like an elephant pounding up my stairs.”
Cort snorted. “How old are you again? I swear my file said twenty-nine, maybe thirty, but you’re sounding a whole lot like fifty-five. Maybe sixty.”
Lucien laughed loudly, rocking on the couch, and Grey glared in Cort’s direction.
“Twenty-eight,” Grey corrected stiffly.
“Go ahead. Say it. ‘Damn kids! Get off my lawn!’ ” Cort teased.
Lucien laughed again, and this time Grey’s lips did this interesting twist like he was fighting so hard to not smile. “Asshole,” he muttered softly and then turned his attention to Lucien. “All right, you can go now. As you can see, I’ve got all the company I can take.”
Standing, Lucien stepped closer and briefly squeezed Grey’s arm. “Fine. Cort seems like he’s capable of handling your nonsense without backup. Baer wanted me to practice with him…er…I—”
“Yeah, I got it. Don’t set anything on fire,” Grey said quickly, cutting him off. Lucien snorted, recovering from whatever misstep he’d made. Cort was more than a little curious about what he was practicing with Baer. Hell, he wasn’t even sure what these people did for a living other than Dane. It was nearly midmorning on a Tuesday. Shouldn’t Lucien and Baer be at a job somewhere? Not that he was complaining. It was good that Grey had people close by should he need them. It was just…strange.
As Lucien walked past Cort on his way to the door, he winked at him. “Good luck.”
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Jocelynn Drake and Rinda Elliott have teamed up to combine their evil genius to create intense gay romantic suspense stories that have car chases, shoot outs, explosions, scorching hot love scenes, and tender, tear-jerking moments. Their first joint books are in the Unbreakable Bonds series.
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