Elemental Protector by Savannah Verte : Federal Paranormal Unit (Making Waves Book 5)
English | 2019 | Paranormal Romance | ePUB | 290 Kb
Elemental Protector : When Elemental Andrej Siminof reaches out to an old friend to uncover the meaning behind the colors he can now see, he gets far more than advice, he becomes an agent with the FPU hot on a confusing case that brings him back into the world of the Making Waves family he only recently encountered. Charged with finding out who is trying to poison the waterway, he must walk a fine line between being an agent, and following the path to his destiny newly revealed.
An eclectic witch, Marine Botanist Taylen Scott can’t shake the sense that she’s being watched. She is, but not for the reasons she supposes. The arrival of Federal Agents in her lab, put her further on edge as she tries to unravel how and why there’s marijuana growing in the Back Bay Channel. She’s determined to get to the bottom of the mystery, even if it means risking everything.
An inferno of fire from an explosion takes Andrej back to his black and white existence, forcing him to choose once and for all who he will be…agent, Elemental, hero, or casualty. The fate of the witch he’s come to love hangs in the balance, as does his one shot at the future.
Can they have it all, or will he have to give it all up to give her a fighting chance?
“Andrej laughed. Fedya always seemed to say the right thing, just with too many words. “It’s true.”
“Sit.” Fedya commanded with a plop on one end of an over-large, leather sofa, his hand landing with an echo on the polished surface. “Sit and tell to me what it is that keeps your face from smiling big. You are troubled, no?”
“No,” Andrej denied. “And, yes,” he added a moment later with a smirk. “I am without reference. I suppose that is troubling.”
“Reference? What reference?” Fedya queried awkwardly, fumbling for understanding. “Do you have need of a job?”
“A job? What? No.” Andrej countered, shaking his head.
“Oh.” Fedya frowned. “For a moment I thought today was my lottery day. We could use a few sharpened souls in our FPU here. I was thinking that perhaps you were here for that.” He stopped, chuckling. “But, I didn’t put that out into the universe yet, so I was presuming that perhaps you were in my thinking and knew what I was seeking, arriving here to meet my punch.”
Andrej wailed. “Beat you to the punch, my friend. Beat, not meet.”
Fedya nodded. “Ah, yes…yes, beat my punch.”
Andrej snickered as he tried to recompose himself. “No, that isn’t what brought me to you.”