Breaking Gods
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She left him there naked and quickly removed her own clothing, setting it to one side. Lieta took him by the arm again and walked him to the pool with her skin as the guiding light.
“Where are we?”
“In the pools closest to the roots of Mother and Father.”
“Why am I so drained?”
“Flying uses multi-directional telekinesis and weather manipulation. It is an energy-draining skill. The waters here will help you.”
She kept walking until he was in the water up to his jaw and she was floating.
With a quick move, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him.
He gripped her hips and leaned back a little. “Why now?”
“Because we are assured of privacy and nothing will eat your clothing. I have already shredded it.” She grinned and nipped his lip.
“Are you sure?”
“The Citadel will be coming again very soon. If we become partners now, there will be less issue later.”
“That is the logic you are going with?” He raised his eyebrow.
She grinned. “It works for me. Any objection?”
“You are the kind of woman to take advantage of a man when he is weak and feeble. I can work with that.” He grinned and kissed her as they sank beneath the water, their bodies glowing under the surface as the waves churned.
* * * *
Mother and Father rustled their leaves with relief. It had been a gamble to bring him here, but Lieta was accepting him.
For now, they would be partners in taming their species, but a few centuries down the line, there would be children. A new generation for a new world when Lieta was ready to take root with Muraz wrapped around her in the Aruda way.
Mother and Father had already begun their search for a nesting home for the couple. It was never too early to begin planning for the future of ones you loved.
Author’s Note
A woman of many talents with trees in her veins. I enjoyed Breaking Gods, and we will definitely see Lieta and Muraz in another story. I am curious to see how things are going on.
Water and Power will bring us back to Resicor. Deep in the cities, talents are put to use and hidden from the public eye. Our heroine controls water and power for two million souls, but the only life she wants to enrich is her own.
Thanks for reading,
Viola Grace
http://www.violagrace.com
viola@violagrace.com
About the Author
Viola Grace was born in Manitoba, Canada where she still resides today. She really likes it there. She has no pets and can barely keep sea monkeys alive for a reasonable amount of time. Her line of day job tends to be analytical which leaves her mind hopping to weave stories. No co-worker is safe from her character analysis. In keeping with busy hands are happy hands, her hobbies have included cross-stitch, needlepoint, quilting, costuming, cake decorating, baking, cooking, metal work, beading, sculpting, painting, doll making, henna tattoos, chain mail, and a few others that have been forgotten. It is quite often that these hobbies make their way into her tales.
Viola’s fetishes include boots and corsetry, and her greatest weakness is her uncontrollable blush. Her writing actively pursues the Happily Ever After that so rarely occurs in nature. It is an admirable thing and something that we should all strive for. To find one that we truly like, as well as love.