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Seer Quest Covenant: Legend of the Ancients by Deonne Dane
The Books of Locurnia, Book 3
A fledgling seer. A cataclysmic vision. Can he convince the fated warrior to stand between their people and impending doom?
Meran Durante is on a knife’s edge. Tormented by the visions of Locurnia burning, and the horrific fate of Patrice, his beloved sister, Meran confronts the one man destined to stop the slaughter. Yet facing the fascinating, but ruthless, Leon Ricci, a perilous attraction sparking between them morphs to dangerous contention, bringing all Meran’s plans crashing down.
Fear laces Lord Marshal Leon Ricci’s rage. His rising interest for the handsome Durante withers at the youth’s blatant attempt to suborn him with knowledge no man should possess. Secrets that would leave his clan, and all he cares for, in jeopardy.
With time running short before Lord Ricci returns to his stronghold, Meran fears he’ll be unable to alter the magnetic man’s misconceptions before the future’s deadly events overwhelm them all.
Can Meran bring the implacable Ricci to heel or will his mistake force Leon to reject taking that first step on the quest destined to save their world?
Seer Quest Covenant is the action-packed first book in the LGBTQ Seer Quest Tetralogy: Legend of the Ancients, Books of Locurnia Fantasy series. If you like epic quests, fantasy laced with high heat romance, and clashing protagonists then you’ll love this magic-filled adventure.
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The back of the establishment sported a few darkened alcoves that offered what little peace and quiet were to be had amongst the sotted patrons. After sending a secluded booth’s occupants on their way, Lord Marshal Ricci seated himself across from Meran, eyeing him with interest. “So, tell me, what is this momentous titbit of gossip that is too good for any ears but mine?”
At the tone of condescension, a flash of anger flamed Meran’s face. “Not gossip, but a vision.”
Ricci nodded, though scepticism sparkled behind his eyes.
“You think me a charlatan?” Meran tamped down his ire and considered the lord marshal’s cynicism. “Yes, I will admit it, a true seer has not been seen in Locurnia for many a century, but you may take my word for it, the gift is not lost.” The lord marshal’s aid would be garnered at the Shimmering Fields, and on this very day, Meran did not doubt it.
However, Ricci remained frustratingly silent, as if Meran’s boast was mere entertainment.
Meran sighed. He had swum in the River of Time on that blessed ethereal plain called Elysia. He had foreseen Ricci’s hand wrapped around the ultimate prize and felt the future course through his body. Yet here he was, the preeminent medium, having to prove himself again. But Meran could overrule Lord Marshal Ricci’s every doubt.
He smiled, his eyes flashing a challenge. “There is a glade, an isolated spot amidst Farnham’s thick forests, though within walking distance of your hometown. In summer, its verge is lined with tasty mushrooms; small, hard apples fall to moulder upon the ground from the gnarled fruit trees dotting its course. There is one spot amidst the tall grasses that bears a flush of borage. The seeds were in her dress—”
Surging from his seat, Ricci grasped a fistful of the clothes at Meran’s throat and yanked him upward as easily as if he were a child. Meran clasped the lord marshal’s hand as it dragged him closer to his furious expression. The Mavish’s aggression burned from behind Ricci’s pale eyes.
Meran tried not to panic.
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Born in New Zealand, Deonne grew up on a diet of genie’s and witches and space adventure. Not vampires, not then anyway, they were too scary. Back in that day they definitely didn’t sparkle.
She spent hours scribbling her version of fanfic in exercise books, on lined refill and coloured notepaper. But then she discovered epic fantasy; Eddings, Kerr, Donaldson & Brooks and felt she had come home.
Later, as happens with most people, she let herself be diverted by the mundanity of adulthood; marriage, widowhood, remarriage, children, separation and even earthquakes, until she remembered the thing she was missing. Thus began her journey into the world of Locurnia.
With family in the queer community and her developing passion for all things MM she decided to marry these two loves together.
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