Violet Spirit
The Evoxian Legacies #2
by Abbey MacMunn
Genre: Fantasy Romance
A half human, half alien.
A violet-eyed shapeshifter.
Their destinies bound by magic from a disappearing world.
Ever since free-spirited Lexie Mills learned she was half human, half alien, her life has been far from ordinary. But living a privileged life in a Cotswold manor with her over-protective family isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, and not helped by her confusing feelings for her best friend, Drew.
Evoxian shapeshifter, Drew Morgan, longs to tell Lexie he’s her destined soulmate, but until she embraces her alien heritage, he must wait. Trouble is, staying in the friend zone proves harder than he thought.
Tensions sizzle and chemistry sparks between them, but as their friendship blossoms into something magical, Lexie uncovers a heart-breaking truth about Drew and she must make a choice…
Forgive Drew and accept her destiny, or decide her own fate?
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Good little Lexie Mills always did as she was told, right?
Wrong. Not anymore.
Her stomach churned, but there was no going back now. She had to do this for her own sanity.
Three sets of violet eyes stared expectantly at her.
Lexie’s gaze flitted around the opulent sitting room of Hawton Hall, the eighteenth-century Cotswold manor she felt privileged to call home, but it was also a gilded cage.
She blurted it out before she lost her nerve. “I want to get a job.” Now for the repercussions.
The room fell silent, as she’d predicted.
Scents of beeswax and decades-old fabrics mingled with the aromatic, seasoned oakwood that burned inside the huge Georgian fireplace. The antique clock ticked monotonously on the mantlepiece, like the calm before the storm.
“Over my dead body,” Drew declared, his sudden hostility taking her by surprise.
Her heart sank. She’d expected more from him, at least hoped he would be on her side.
From the moment she’d met Drew—when her mum learned of her alien heritage—he’d impressed her with his shape-shifting abilities. He’d become like a big brother and a best friend wrapped into one, her confidant, the person who made her laugh when everything had changed so rapidly, and he was usually so amicable. But not today, it seemed.
Drew folded his giant arms, drawing her attention to the striking tattoo of the naghari that snaked around his forearm, a fearsome creature he could morph into in three seconds if he wanted to. His jaw tightened, and his expression took on an arrogant stubbornness, evoking a sudden urge within to slap him across his handsome face.
What right does he have to tell me what I can and can’t do?
She looked to her parents, pleading they would understand her need for independence.
“You don’t need a job, love,” her mum, Bree, told her. “It’s not as if we need the money anymore.”
Yeah right, because her Evoxian royal heritage, and the numerous properties and land on Earth her family owned, meant she could buy anything and everything she could ever want.
Everything except her freedom.
Wrong. Not anymore.
Her stomach churned, but there was no going back now. She had to do this for her own sanity.
Three sets of violet eyes stared expectantly at her.
Lexie’s gaze flitted around the opulent sitting room of Hawton Hall, the eighteenth-century Cotswold manor she felt privileged to call home, but it was also a gilded cage.
She blurted it out before she lost her nerve. “I want to get a job.” Now for the repercussions.
The room fell silent, as she’d predicted.
Scents of beeswax and decades-old fabrics mingled with the aromatic, seasoned oakwood that burned inside the huge Georgian fireplace. The antique clock ticked monotonously on the mantlepiece, like the calm before the storm.
“Over my dead body,” Drew declared, his sudden hostility taking her by surprise.
Her heart sank. She’d expected more from him, at least hoped he would be on her side.
From the moment she’d met Drew—when her mum learned of her alien heritage—he’d impressed her with his shape-shifting abilities. He’d become like a big brother and a best friend wrapped into one, her confidant, the person who made her laugh when everything had changed so rapidly, and he was usually so amicable. But not today, it seemed.
Drew folded his giant arms, drawing her attention to the striking tattoo of the naghari that snaked around his forearm, a fearsome creature he could morph into in three seconds if he wanted to. His jaw tightened, and his expression took on an arrogant stubbornness, evoking a sudden urge within to slap him across his handsome face.
What right does he have to tell me what I can and can’t do?
She looked to her parents, pleading they would understand her need for independence.
“You don’t need a job, love,” her mum, Bree, told her. “It’s not as if we need the money anymore.”
Yeah right, because her Evoxian royal heritage, and the numerous properties and land on Earth her family owned, meant she could buy anything and everything she could ever want.
Everything except her freedom.
Violet Souls
The Evoxian Legacies #1
While searching for clues to her past, single mother Bree Mills discovers a subculture of aliens with supernatural abilities living on Earth. And she’s one of them. Finding herself hurled into a world of possibilities, it’s made more alluring by Quinn Taylor, the 324-year-old, violet-eyed Evoxian from her childhood dreams.
Quinn knows his destiny is entwined with Bree’s. He’s fraught with frustration and desire, but before he can confess his love, he must wait for her to sense the Akui, a mysterious force tied with ancient Evoxian law.
At a Cotswolds country manor, passions awaken and ignite a love more magical than the once-Utopian planet, Evox. Then Fate delivers a cruel and heart-breaking blow when Bree is kidnapped by a malicious alien who wants her and her power. Will Quinn still love Bree when she’s faced with protecting her half-human daughter… whatever the cost?
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Bree perched on the edge of the sofa. “Did you hear about the attack at the local shop?”
“Yeah, it’s all over Facebook,” her sister replied.
“I was there.”
“Shit. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Someone saved me.” Her cheeks warmed. “It turns out he has the same pendant as me,
and similar, violet-coloured eyes.”
“He?” Jane raised an eyebrow. Ruby red lips twitched in a smile. “Brianna Mills! The original Miss I’m-off-guys-forever, actually likes someone. I never thought I’d see the day.”
“No, I don’t…well, maybe I do, but that’s not it.”
They laughed, and Jane made immature wolf whistle sounds.
“Okay, okay.” She let Jane have her fun before continuing. “Jane, I need to tell you something.”
“Yes, something huge, you said that already. Spill.”
“It’s amazing…or weird, depending on your views.” She bit her lip. What if Jane freaked out?
“Get it off your chest, sis.”
“You know how I’ve always been a bit different to other people?” She took a breath, then blurted out the words as she exhaled. “It’s because I’m not from this planet.”
“What?”
“You heard.”
“Are you mad?”
“No, I’m not mad.” She fidgeted on the sofa’s edge. “All I know is that it’s the most extraordinary feeling, Jane. I finally have a sense of who I am.”
Jane folded her arms. Her mouth opened to say something and then clamped shut again, repeatedly, like a goldfish. Bree imagined the expression on Jane’s face was something similar to how she must have looked when Quinn had told her. Except Jane didn’t have the ruggedly handsome Quinn Taylor gazing back at her with those intense, soul-piercing eyes of his. Alluring amethyst eyes.
“What do you think, Jane? Weird or amazing?”
Please be okay with this.
Jane took a few moments to answer. “Weird…but in a good way, I think.” She rubbed her temple as though trying to make sense of it all. “Bloody hell, I feel like I’m in a science fiction movie or something.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought. But it is amazing, isn’t it?”
“If you think so, Bree.”
The hesitation in her sister’s voice didn’t go unnoticed. “I do, Jane, more than anything.” Bree flung her arms around her sister and squeezed tight.
Jane returned the hug, much to her relief. “Ooh, I’m hugging an alien. Now that is weird!”
“Yeah, it’s all over Facebook,” her sister replied.
“I was there.”
“Shit. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Someone saved me.” Her cheeks warmed. “It turns out he has the same pendant as me,
and similar, violet-coloured eyes.”
“He?” Jane raised an eyebrow. Ruby red lips twitched in a smile. “Brianna Mills! The original Miss I’m-off-guys-forever, actually likes someone. I never thought I’d see the day.”
“No, I don’t…well, maybe I do, but that’s not it.”
They laughed, and Jane made immature wolf whistle sounds.
“Okay, okay.” She let Jane have her fun before continuing. “Jane, I need to tell you something.”
“Yes, something huge, you said that already. Spill.”
“It’s amazing…or weird, depending on your views.” She bit her lip. What if Jane freaked out?
“Get it off your chest, sis.”
“You know how I’ve always been a bit different to other people?” She took a breath, then blurted out the words as she exhaled. “It’s because I’m not from this planet.”
“What?”
“You heard.”
“Are you mad?”
“No, I’m not mad.” She fidgeted on the sofa’s edge. “All I know is that it’s the most extraordinary feeling, Jane. I finally have a sense of who I am.”
Jane folded her arms. Her mouth opened to say something and then clamped shut again, repeatedly, like a goldfish. Bree imagined the expression on Jane’s face was something similar to how she must have looked when Quinn had told her. Except Jane didn’t have the ruggedly handsome Quinn Taylor gazing back at her with those intense, soul-piercing eyes of his. Alluring amethyst eyes.
“What do you think, Jane? Weird or amazing?”
Please be okay with this.
Jane took a few moments to answer. “Weird…but in a good way, I think.” She rubbed her temple as though trying to make sense of it all. “Bloody hell, I feel like I’m in a science fiction movie or something.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought. But it is amazing, isn’t it?”
“If you think so, Bree.”
The hesitation in her sister’s voice didn’t go unnoticed. “I do, Jane, more than anything.” Bree flung her arms around her sister and squeezed tight.
Jane returned the hug, much to her relief. “Ooh, I’m hugging an alien. Now that is weird!”
Abbey MacMunn writes paranormal and fantasy romance. She lives in Hampshire, UK, with her husband and their four children.
When she’s not writing, she likes to watch films and TV shows – anything from rom-coms to superheroes to science fiction movies.
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