Renewed Magic
An Ancient Magic Novel, Book 2
Stephany Wallace
Contents
RENEWED MAGIC, BOOK 2
COPYRIGHTS
WRITTEN BY STEPHANY WALLACE WRITTEN BY STEPHANY WALLACE
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
TRADEMARKS
GLOSSARY
CHAPTER 1. NUMB
CHAPTER 2. DESTINED
CHAPTER 3. ENCHANTED
CHAPTER 4. PRISONER
CHAPTER 5. UNWANTED
CHAPTER 6. STRANGER
CHAPTER 7. FRIENDS
CHAPTER 8. QUESTIONS
CHAPTER 9. THE WINTER COURT
CHAPTER 10. JOY
CHAPTER 11. DARKNESS
CHAPTER 12. BROTHERHOOD
CHAPTER 13. WARRIOR
CHAPTER 14. JUSTICE
CHAPTER 15. BLESSED
EPILOGUE. REBORN
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
NEXT IN THE ANCIENT MAGIC SERIES
UNWANTED MAGIC, Book 3
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
ORDER OF THE DRUIDS
COPYRIGHTS
Reproducing this book without permission from the author or the publisher is an infringement of its copyright. This book is a work of fiction. The
names characters, places, and incidents are products
of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed
as real. Any resemblance to any actual events or persons,
living or dead, locale or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2017 Stephany Wallace
All rights reserved.
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Edited by Stephany Wallace.
Proofread By Meghan Johnson
Cover Design by Stephany Wallace. All Rights Reserved.
Interior Design and Formatting By Stephany Wallace.
All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be used or
reproduced in any manner whatsoever without permission,
except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical
articles and reviews.
S.W. Creative Publishing first publication: May 2017
www.stephanywallace.com
WRITTEN BY STEPHANY WALLACE
New Adult Paranormal Romance
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Ancient Magic Series:
*Renewed Magic, book 2.
*Unwanted Magic, Eisha’s story, book3.
*Worthy of Magic, Art’s story, book4.
Coming September 26th).
*Absolute Magic, book5. (Coming Jan 2018).
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Runes Universe: (Kindle World)
*Forsaken Souls,
A Runes Universe Novella
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The Winter Court Chronicles:
*Forgotten Kingdom, book1. (Coming 2018).
*Broken Kingdom, book2. ( Coming 2018).
Adult Contemporary Romance
A Love Through Time Series:
*Chasing Time, book 1.
*Destined Time, book 2.
*Just in Time, book 3. (Coming 2018).
Somewhere Inside Series
*Somewhere Inside My Dreams, book 1.
(Coming August 2017).
*Somewhere Inside My Mind, book2.
(Coming November 2017).
*Somewhere inside my Heart, Book 3.
(Coming 2018)
Stand Alone Novels
In your Eyes. (Coming 2018)
Breaking Point. (Coming 2018)
DEDICATION
To my Characters,
and how they inspire me every day.
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Briana is a piece of my essence.
She was ripped from deep inside me
and I love, laugh and cry as she does.
I have throughly enjoyed living
through her, and writing her story.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
To the group of unbelievable women who not only believe in me but that support me every day, so that I can do what I love. Kallie Kennon, Jaime Lingerfelt Rodriguez, Meghan S. Johnson, & Hollian Rickman. THANK YOU. You have no idea how much you mean to me. I love you.
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To my Cynners, thank you for the support and patience you showed through my temporary hand illness. Thanks for your patience in waiting for this book and for so many beautiful and warm wishes for my recovery.
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To my Omega Readers: Meghan S. Johnson, (#Residentfangirl), Irina Wholpers & Jaime Lingerfelt Rodriguez. Thank you the invaluable feedback you provide. The things your eyes catch, help me clean the story and make it the best it can be. Thank you for your honesty. You are amazing ladies. Thank you to my Beta Readers: Kallie Kennon & Hollian Rickman, for being excited about every single chapter and helping me with the stubborn typos that always make their way onto the pages. #WriterStruggles.
Thank you to my ARC TEAM for their support. I love you all.
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Thank you to my family for believing in me. I love you guys!
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GLOSSARY
A chara: Dear Friend
Àrd-shagart: High Priest. High Priestess
Ar ais sláinte: Restore health
À sealladh: Disappear
A 'falach chaochlaidhean ar làthaireachd: Conceal our presence
A 'dìon a h-ann' ur daingneach: Protect her in your fortress
Adhair Bhalla: Air Fortress
Air ais bhroinn: Restoring womb
Air mo pailme: Onto my palm
Anam fiosaiche: Soul seer
Anam neart: Soul strength
Beannachdan dhuibh: Blessings to you
Bheith arís mar a bhí sé aon uair amháin: Be again as it once was
Cosgais: Charge
Cuiribh beannaich mi: Please bless me
Chan eil thu nad aonar, oir tha mi seasamh ri taobh thu: You are not alone, for I stand beside you
Daingnich: Fortify
Dannsa air na flùraichean: Dance of the flowers
Dhìon dha: Protect him.
Dúisigh: Awaken
Dùin: Close
Dh'èireas: Rise
Dhìon dha: Protect him
Fiosaiche Fàil: Seer or destiny
Glanadh an t-slighe: Clear the way
Laochra ceannaire: Warrior leader
Leantainn a 'ghealach: Follow the moon
Leig eil pian a 'tighinn gu aice: Let no pain come to her
Leig eil pian tighinn ris: Let no pain come to him
Meigeil orm fhaicinn taobh a-staigh: Allow me to see inside
Mar sin bithidh e: So it shall be
Mo meantóir: My mentor
Mo mhac: My son
Mo Sgòthan: My Light
Mòr sagart: Great priest
Mòran toileachas: Much happiness
Mhà mi a 'cumail ah-: May I hold her
Mhà agam dannsa: May I have a dance
Nochdadh a-rithist: Reappear
Òga-solas: Young light
Ogha: Granddaughter
Phrìosan teine: Prison of Fire.
Sàmhach: Silent.
Sàmhach sìos: Quiet down
Sìth maille riut: Peace be with you
Sláinte a chur ar ais: Health be re
stored
Sleagh an t-Solais: Spear of Light.
Spioradálta: Spiritual
Spioradálta Iris: Spiritual Journal
Tighinn air: feumaidh tu seo a dhèanamh: Come on, you must do this
Tighinn rium: Come to me.
Till dhan agaibh smior: Return to your essence
Tha naomh bolg de aiseirigh: The sacred womb of rebirth
Tha mi duilich: I am sorry
THE WINTER COURT GLOSSARY
Bearoth nirda tayon istataesata eldasirev naycirueth, arthunird neleth vaerun palarta raetar: Bond to its essence, and never part
Dilunarta Galothnae Cirlay Ossarth Kuru: Dragon Cloak
Ista Starhimar Bor Daeosnay Etha: It shall be done
Minastra GalIsacura Arthulis: Magic Aura Crystal
Pereleva cirith ossa uthsae: My dear beauty
Sorhal istaeth LaeDa
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CHAPTER 1. NUMB
Blessed Oaks Grove ~ Amazon Rainforest, Brazil.
BRINA.
“Don’t call me that!”
One by one the villagers came.
Men, women and even children gathered outside Cyn’s hut, got down on one knee, and placed their right hands over their hearts. Their heads bowed while they offered their respect to the High Priestess. My heart constricted in response. They had done this every day since I arrived. They spent hours outside the hut. Some stayed all day, or until Cyn walked out and offered them a blessing. They came with the hope of catching a glimpse of me, of getting to know the first woman ever to be born of a blessed family.
The first High Priestess to ever exist.
Every time, I stayed inside the hut and watched them from the window. I remained hidden, just out of reach. I couldn’t bring myself to face them. It was too much. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t sure if I would ever be.
It had been almost three months since Grandpa had been murd… since he had left. The thought only increased the pain I felt inside me, pulsing and filling every single cell in my body with anguish, and rage. The Romans had done this. They had taken Grandpa away from me.
“They killed my parents.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my hand tightened its grip on the windowsill, and I prayed. I prayed to a Goddess I didn’t know. In a village that wasn’t my home, surrounded by people who weren’t my family. But I still prayed. I prayed that this anger would disappear. That I could find a way to forgive the Romans like Cyn wanted me to, and that the pain that consumed me would ease its ruthless attempt to incinerate my heart. All I could feel was this insatiable need for justice. They would pay for what they did.
I took a settling breath as the rage arose inside me.
I didn’t know who I was anymore.
I willed myself to calm down, and my eyes settled on the villagers once more. I wasn’t sure what they wanted from me, but I wasn’t their High Priestess. I wasn’t Brina or even Briana. Something had happened to me that day. I wasn’t quite sure what it was but the way I had reacted… Tornadoes had erupted out of thin air, guided by my grief.
I mean, what the hell was that?
I still remembered the screams as the Romans and Warriors hit the trees, and skipped over the ground. The Warriors that had gone there to help me. To save me. They had gotten hurt because I had lost control of a power I didn't even know I had.
“I hurt Eisha.”
I had barely seen her since that day. I knew she was okay because Cyn and Art had reassured me, but I hadn’t spoken to her. She had gone to Winter Solstice ceremony, but through the short time I was there she never approached me. When I went looking for her, she turned around and left. I felt terrible about what I had done. The worst part was I hadn’t had a chance to apologize. I couldn’t blame her for not wanting to see me, though. I would even understand if she hated me.
She has every right to hate me.
My eyes absentmindedly followed Cyn’s progress as he stood in front of the people gathered outside. He smiled at them and placed his hands on the heads of the two closest to him. His lips moved while he spoke the blessing. His hands briefly glowed, and the light passed on to the villagers. They stood, and the woman kissed his hand, then they walked away. He smiled at the next two and continued the blessings. Slowly, the people left. Not without throwing a last glance my way, with the hope to still see me. They would be back tomorrow. A woman and her three daughters stood after Cyn blessed them and looked straight at me. I wasn’t sure if she could see me through the wood shutters that covered the window, but she seemed to stare right at me. A mix of pain, and disapproval shadowed her face. Even without knowing me, she was already disappointed in me.
“So am I.”
This wasn’t me. I didn’t hide from things. I wasn’t a coward, but the truth was I wasn’t sure how to be brave right now.
I lowered my gaze from hers, wrapping my fingers around the clan medallions that hung from my neck. The mighty Bear, and Queen Bee. They carried a heavier weight than they had been created to, and I felt it with every breath.
“How can I ever become what Grandpa wanted me to be?”
I whispered not knowing the answer. How could I even come close to what I was supposed to be destined for? How would I ever do this without him? My heart tore at the thought. I missed Grandpa so much. A tear ran down my cheek, and warm lips brushed it away. My glistening eyes met Cyn’s as he sat next to me on the bed. I hadn’t noticed him come in. His gaze was tender, as usual. He'd been so patient with me. A sharp breath left me as his eyes looked straight into my soul.
“They shall understand, my Goddess. You need not blame yourself or feel inadequate. There is still a great deal for you to comprehend.” His fingers caressed my cheek, and my eyes closed. I reveled in his touch. “Much you have yet to learn about our people. Our customs. Our way of life.” I opened my eyes and gazed into his. They were filled with so much love that it hurt. “There is but one thing you must accept. You need not become who you already are. The greatness you fear you might not achieve, it is inside you. You need only let it be,” he said, knowing exactly what I was thinking… feeling. His fingers reached for the bear medallion, and he smiled at me. "You were born with it."
I rested my forehead on his, wishing I could have his conviction. See what he saw in me, yet all I could feel was my pain. Our connection stirred inside me, pulling us closer and letting us feel one another on a deeper level.
“Take me away from here. Please,” I whispered, feeling the walls close in on me.
A fleeting look of sadness entered his eyes. It disappeared instantly. He nodded, remaining silent. Knowing I had hurt him, only added to the pain. He wished I could see this place as my home, but it wasn't. It was a reminder of what they wanted me to be. Of what they expected from me, something I wasn't even sure I could give. A reminder of what I had lost.
Cyn’s arms wrapped around me and he lifted me from the bed. Before he took his first step, the portal opened. The stones instinctively responded to the magic inside him. His abilities still amazed me, and I was certain there was so much more to see.
The rich tones of the sunset mixed with the pink hues of the cherry blossoms clearing on the other side of the stones. This place had become my sanctuary. We sat on the fallen flowers that adorned the grass. His back rested against a tree trunk while he held me in his arms overlooking the lake. I held him close, wishing things were different. I didn’t want this pain. I didn’t want this future. I just wanted him. I needed him more than ever. His arms, his lips, and the peace that flowed through him and into me every time we touched. It was the only thing helping me keep myself together, if that was what I was doing. A tear rolled down my cheek, and his fingers lifted my chin.
“I am sorry, my Goddess. I am sorry you must go through these trials. I am here for you, and I shall always be.”
Cyn’s lips closed over mine softly. He kissed me in a way that almost made my heart whole again… almost. I held him close while he cupped my neck and our lip
s moved together. The waves of peace rolled through us, gently easing my pain. He placed a soft kiss on my forehead, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, hiding my face in his neck.
“I love you, my Goddess. Eternally.” Cyn whispered in my ear.
His hands wound around my waist and pulled me closer to him, while he laid our bodies on the flower-covered ground. I clung to him. Not wanting to let him and the brief relief he gave me, go. Nothing else mattered when I was in his arms. Nothing could hurt me. I was his, and he was mine, and in those precious minutes, it was all I needed to be able to breathe. His hands gently caressed the length of my back, while I looked into his eyes. The currents of energy coursed through us, in an endless intoxicating exchange. I laid still against his body, feeling him, and allowed him to engulf me in the addicting haze that only he could create. His fingers caressed my cheek slowly, and his lips claimed mine again.
“I need you,” I whispered on his lips and let go of everything else. I only needed him.
“You have me, my Goddess. You claimed my heart. For as long as my essence shall exist, I will belong to you… no one else.”
His arms wrapped around me and turned our bodies, and he laid my back on the ground. His lips began to create a trail down my neck, while his hands caressed my skin.
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