Blogging Break

Hi,

Hope all are enjoying time with a book, letting their imagination soar into another atmosphere.

Since it is so close to Christmas and the New Year, I'm going take a short break from blogging so that I can spend time with my family and baking some amazing cookies and other sweets.

Will be back in Jan. 2020 with new blogs on Mon., Wed., and an occasional Thursday.

Have a great few weeks.

Julia

Lies Don't Matter Chapter 28 (Ending)

Lies Don’t Matter

By

Julia Matthews

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Chapter 28

Cree

We walked over to the statue. Godfather took the lead, stopping to the left of Agent Carter. He placed us so we could easily dive behind the statue. Never knew when a stray bullet would come your way. Hop pretty much blocked me from the sight of them, which was why I had to shove myself by him to greet Raquel. I would have given him a look that put him in his place, but . . . couldn’t be that type of person any longer. Had to live the way a dragon would. The way I would have been taught if Agent Carter had not stolen my dragon from me.

“Ka - - sorry. Cree, how are you.”

“Fine. You?”

“Would be better if you would . . .” I listened as she tried to plead her case about me getting to know her. I’d done told her how I felt about her, even though at that point I felt sorry for her. Facts about her had been kept from her by her Uncle. The one in the same who used magic to steal my dragon. Had to admit, it was going to give me some pleasure to bring to life just what Agent Carter had hidden.

“Raquel,” Godfather moved so he was standing halfway in front of me. “We did not ask you guys here to discuss what Cree has already answered. We have new facts that need to be brought to life.”

“What would that be?” Agent Carter scoffed. “Your kind are stupid and know nothing.”

I expected Godfather or Hop to defend themselves, but that didn’t happen.

“Have you guys heard of Seers?”

Raquel nodded.

“Do you know how to tell you are around one?”

Agent Carter rolled his eyes. Wanted to shoot him myself. He was a huge asshole.

“What is all this about?” Raquel crossed her arms, staring into Godfather’s arms.

“Tell me what you see when you look at Cree.”

I was up. Wasn’t sure if it was going to work. Hop’s father had told me how to let my Seer abilities to shine. I’d done it once or twice in Godfather’s office. Hoped I could do it then.

I shut my eyes and thought of the vision that had plagued me for the last couple of days. First one that Hop was shot in, then the newest version of the scene unfolding in front of me. A zinging feeling rushed from my fingertips to my face, circling it until it came to settle in my eyes. I slowly opened them and stared right at Raquel. I knew I done it soon as she gasped and took a step back.

“This is . . . There is . . . . Seers are . . . They come from . . .” Raquel spun to face Agent Carter. “Did you know?”

Agent Carter did not move. If I had not saw his chest rise and fall I would have thought someone propped a dead guy against the statue.

“You . . .”

Next few seconds were a blur of what I’d already seen. Raquel took a small step back and pulled a gun from behind her back. She aimed it at Agent Carter. Her finger pulled the trigger back and let it go without sparing a thought. The back-firing sound forced my hands over my ears as Hop lifted me off my feet and dived behind the statue. Godfather followed right along, landing over top of Hop. Sure we made a funny sight.

Once there was no other backfiring sounds, Godfather let us up. We stepped out from our cover to find a horded of people running our way. Sirens blared, drowning out all the questions from the onlookers.

Raquel stood there staring down at Agent Carter. “He should have told me.”

There would be no explaining his actions. All Agent Carter had to do was answer to his maker. The executioner style shot to the head brought his life to a unexpected end. Unexpected to him.

“You three do not . . . You knew.”

Before I could answer her a loud voice broke the small cocoon of seclusion that had seemed to surround us.

“What happened here?”

“I shot him.” Raquel squared her shoulder and held out the gun to the blue uniformed officer.

Looked like our plan had worked. We might have even gone a bit overboard on ensuring that no one thought the leader of the group that Agent Carter had been gunning for had nothing to do with it. Raquel was taking full blame for her actions. Tears spilled down her face as she explained that her and Agent Carter were involved in a family dispute. She went into no further detail and something about her openiness told me she would not.

“You three witness this?”

“We did.” Godfather nodded at the uniformed officer.

“Then wait for us to take your statement.”

“Yes, sir.”

“What do we do next?” I whispered.as I watched the m handcuff Raquel and stick her inside a police squad car.

“We,” Hop put his arm around my waist, squeezing. “Have your belated birthday party and introduce you to the Den. Then we begin our life as a bonded pair.”

Lies Don't Matter Chapter 27

Lies Don’t Matter

By

Julia Matthews

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Chapter 27

Cree

Last seven hours crawled slower than a flock of geese crossing the road. Hop and I played the PS4 for the first three hours, then we hit the kitchen and created a unique style of soup with Mexican sausage. Turned out great. Godfather told us we’d be making much more of it. Can’t get a better praise than that. Godfather wasn’t the style of man who liked homemade food. He preferred to go to a restaurant and let others do the cooking and serving. Me, I loved to cook. Or long as Hop was at my side. I was more of a baker.

“Ready, baby?”

Hop’s tiny smile fit the tense undertone flowing from him. He was not pleased about taking me with him. He feared my vision shifting, which his father said could happen if Raquel decided to go along with Agent Carter. I doubted it, but . . . anything was possible.

I took Hop’s hand and tugged him from the kitchen. “It’s going to be okay.”

“Putting your life in danger does not set well with my dragon.”

“I know.” I place my free hand around his upper arm. “But it’s the best way to achieve our goal.” And Hop knew it. It’s the only reason he went along with my plan. “Godfather.”

“Got an agitated dragon on our hands, do we?”

More like two. I kept me and Hop walking towards the door. I was not going to rise to his bait. One thing Godfather loved to do was grate others when he disliked what had to be done. We climbed in the limo and settled in. Hop’s father and the Senator set the meeting to take place a couple of hours away. No one spoke during the ride, which only intensified Hop and Godfather’s unease. Me . . . I could not lose it. Had to keep it together, which wasn’t hard. Huge lie. I disliked it as much as Godfather and Hop, but . . . had to be done. If we stuck to our path of closure, then my vision meant we had protection against the threat that came our way.

The limo slowed to a stop and the door creaked open.  Hop took hold of my arm as I went to slid out.

“Remember the plan. Do not deviate. Remember what Father said.”

How could any of us forget. Hop’s father pretty much roared and spat fire at us. Took Godfather blocking his view of Hop and I. Not sure what all Godfather whispered to him, but the blazing reddish orange that had claimed Hop’s father’s entire face lightened. Still clung to him, but it was not to the point that any of us feared an explosion. It was the first time I saw a full-blown pissed dragon. Kind of scary. Explained why Raquel feared a child of hers destroying the human race. If the leader of the dragons lost because he’d been around his son for an hour then . . . That’s right. Hop’s skin was almost as red as his father. Tension clung to the air like smoke on clothes.

“They are here.” Godfather pointed at the huge statue of Cornel Lewis, the founder of the town. Since it was considered state property, the state police would be called in. Not to mention that the entire town consisted of Senators and House Representatives. A shooting anywhere near them would be considered a threat. “Hop you made a great choice of meeting places.”

“Shot time.”

I slid from the limo and tugged my t-shirt down. Soon as I moved from behind the door, I felt eyes on me. Didn’t have to be told who they belonged to. She might as well have been screaming her plea of understanding, because it was loud and clear, even though she never said a word. But that wasn’t the only thing that swarmed around me. Nope. Revenge lurked around the silent pleading, all but squashing it into oblivion.

“Atmosphere fits the vision.” Godfather gave me a small squeeze. “You relax and he will.”

“Huh?”

I glanced over at Hop. His fist were clinched as tightly as his teeth were. I could all but see his jaw bone poking out of his cheeks. Wasn’t sure why he thought I . . . okay, I was a bit tense. Bit scared. Dreaded what lay ahead. I took a couple of deep breaths, letting myself search Hop’s mind for the one emotion that would calm me. Didn’t take long to find the love he felt for me. Worked like the magic it was. My legs dipped and he had his arm around me, catching me before I hit the ground.

“Easy there, baby.”

“I’m fine.”

“That you are.” Hop leaned down and gave me a gentle kiss. “Let’s get this over with.”

Lies Don't Matter Chapter 26

Lies Don’t Matter

By

Julia Matthews

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Chapter 26

Cree

Not sure how long Hop held me while I let the unshed tears flow. I’d lost my dad and mom. Discovered so man lies that it made my stomach twist in knots. Wasn’t sure what all the tears was for. My lost loved ones. The lies. Or the deaths that still laid ahead. Didn’t matter. I cried and cried until there were no tears left. Then when Godfather sent Hop a text that we were needed in this office I was relieved that I had something else to think about.

“Where do we have this meeting?” I sat down on the leather sofa across from Godfather’s desk. My head did a double take when I saw a fresh bruise forming on Godfather’s left eye. I was up and in front of him before I thought. “Who hit you?”

“Don’t worry about it.” He gave my hand a squeeze and nodded back to the sofa.

“No. I want to know.”

“Baby,” Hop came over to me and tugged me back to the sofa. “Remember what we talked about.”

“yes, but he . . . Godfather.”

“He is, but I’m sure he is fine.”

“I am, my sweet boy.”

“You don’t lie to me. What happened?”

“Fine.” Godfather sighed. “I got in the way of an irate dragon.”

“The leader?” I couldn’t believe it. “This was on dad, wasn’t it?”

“This is the end of this conversation.” Godfather tossed Hop a stack of papers. “Here are some locations your father said he could have the Seneator at by tomorrow.”

I cursed the unanswered questions, but Hop had spoken and so had Godfather. I would get no more from either of them. Didn’t set well with me, but I knew what it meant, as much as I hated it.

“These are all on state property.”

“Correct. He says that it needs to be somewhere where the local police will have to call in the state police.”

“The FBI will be called soon as they find out who has been shot.”

“Common practice, but they will have to work with the state police and since the Senator is going to be there . . .”

“It would basically be an open and shut case. They would not dispute such a witness.

“Sounds like the perfect plan.”

“Does, Cree, but if your vision change you need to tell us. Immediately.”

“How will I know if it changes?” All this Seer business was new to me. Put me on uneven ground. More than the deaths of my mom and dad had. More than the lies had.

“You will know.” Hop said as he tugged me onto his lap. “You are a smart man.”

“What do we do about the dragon they stole from me?”

Godfather snorted out a huge stream of ice just as one left Hop.

“Does that mean neither of you know?”

“Means . . . there is nothing we can do. What he done is irreversible.:

Sucked, but just what I expected. It would have been nice to have my dragon, but at least I’m special in another way. I am not just a simple human whose the other half to a dragon. All I could do was bring the truth to life for Raquel. If she had not been going to kill Agent Carter then I might have wanted to get to know her, then again . . . nope. I would not have. She would have aborted me if she knew what my dad was. She’d said that.

“Until then, rest. Hop's father is going to meet the Senator and spend the evening dining with him.”

Lies Don't Matter Chapter 25

Lies Don’t Matter

By

Julia Matthews

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Chapter 25

Hop

Simple. Right? Not. “We arrange to meet Raquel and Agent Carter in the presence of someone that will be honest and not related to us.”

“Who’s that?” Charlie propped his shoulder against the doorframe as I walked back into the bedroom and sat down beside Cree.

“Not sure.”

“Why not ask your dad?” Cree scooted under my arm and wrapped his arms around me. “I’m sure he will have some suggestion.”

Ugh. More time around my father did not sit well with my dragon, or me. I’d about blown up over him trying to aid me with my other half. What would I do if he tried the ‘tried to tell you’ speech.

“I can ask him.” Charlie gave me a small nod.

“Thanks.” I didn’t have to tell Charlie him running interference was appreciated. He knew what it took for me to be around my dad.

“I,” Cree’s sniffle had me locking eyes with him. Water shimmered down his cheek, settling in the little crevis that rested under his lips. “Would give anything to see my dad again, and here you are . . . you can’t stand to be around yours.”

“Not by choice, baby.”

“I know, but . . . it’s not right. I’m sure he would love to be around you.”

“I know he does.” I wiped the tears from his eyes and tugged him into my chest. “Let it go, baby. Let the last few days wash over you.”

It was like I’d given him permission to raise a surrender flag. My man did just what I told him to. Let his wavering breath rush free as long hard hiccups style cries flowed from him. Wasn’t a pretty sight, and definitely not one I wanted to relive again. It sucked not being able to stop my man’s heart from breaking. Least I could give him some closure. Agent Carter had taken Cree’s dad and mom, but he would get his. And at the hands of his own family.