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Darren is proud of his work on the FBI’s magical Talent unit. However, his own lack of magic means he can never be with Supervisory Special Agent and Shaman Kavon Boucher. The shamanic magic poses a real danger to any mundane who gets too close, so Darren tries to hide his attraction and keep a professional relationship at work. That resolve begins to crumble when a new man sets his sights on Kavon and Darren can’t control his resentment.
Now they have a brutal new case of a suspect targeting magical adepts. Darren tries to keep focused on that crime, but when he starts to show signs of his own magic, he hopes that maybe he can not only be a more effective part of the team but also a real partner to Kavon. He might have a second chance at love if only Kavon can learn to trust his new and unpredictable magic that has changed the rules of the magical game.
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A blast of hot air slammed into the corner of the brick school building so hard that red dust settled over Darren. “Too close!” he yelled. He checked around the corner, pulling back just in time for another hit and another rain of fine brick dust. He wished real life was more like television, where federal agents got to fire randomly and crystal magic users always had the exact right spell at the exact right time. Instead, Coretta was crouched down behind Darren’s primary partner, Les, her lips moving as she chanted over three crystals. Les had his weapon pointed at the abandoned school where they had pinned their suspect.
The oldest member of their team, and ironically the latest to join them, stood at the far corner so the suspect couldn’t double back around. Traci Frane had her weapon in her hand, but more importantly she was chanting, a soft lyrical song that sent ripples of protective magic across the team. They needed the help to keep a wall from landing on their heads. Darren was the only mundane on a team of all-Talent federal agents, but none of them had the magic to counter their asshole suspect, and the team’s shaman hadn’t arrived on scene yet. Another blast crashed into the corner of the building above Darren.
“How much mojo juice does he have?” Darren yelled to Les. Adrenaline caused Darren’s question to come out much louder than he anticipated.
“Can’t say. But he has to run out sometime.”
“Not fast enough,” Darren said.
A black SUV came screaming into the parking lot. The team’s shaman and the head of the Talent Unit had arrived in his usual style. Kavon Boucher never broke a rule, but he sure bent a few. Darren was almost sure the director had sent a memo about driving safely even in emergency situations, but Boucher had a unique definition of safe. He drove over the curb and then cut across the parking lot, narrowly avoiding a pothole big enough to swallow a small house. Using a brick wall as cover, he parked the SUV and ran for the place where Darren was crouched.
Boucher stopped and went to one knee. “You okay?” He touched Darren’s shoulder, and Darren fought to ignore the gesture. Noticing all the small tokens of affection hurt too much because they were usually followed by a hard retreat. At one point he and Boucher had moved toward friendship, but now Boucher was his boss. Nothing more.
As if to remind Darren of that, Boucher’s newest shadow, Ben Anderson, appeared behind him. Boucher leaned away from Darren, and his hand darted out to shield Ben or keep him from rushing into the line of fire. Straight out of training, Ben was untried, and he’d earned his place on the team because of his adept magic, not because of his abilities as an investigator.
“Report,” Boucher snapped, his concern for Darren vanishing.
Darren packed away his regrets and focused on work. “We got a tip about a car matching the suspect’s and came to investigate. The others were ahead of me, and they took cover there.” He gestured toward the larger brick structure. “The suspect seems to have a better line of fire on me, but other than that I don’t have much to report.”
In the beginning when it had been the two of them, he’d thought there was a spark between them. Not long after Darren had joined Boucher as a probationary officer, Coretta had joined them with her quiet and cutting sarcasm. It had been perfect. But over time, Boucher had slowly withdrawn. Soon Coretta started talking about how shamans had to keep a certain distance because of their powers. As the official mundane, Darren didn’t care about shamanic powers or the dangers of a mundane being physically or emotionally close to a shaman. Darren just missed the way Boucher had taken him out for beers after a hard case or asked Darren’s opinion.
A blast hit the brick wall again, this time with twice as much force. Chunks of bricks flew. Boucher wrapped an arm around Darren’s waist and pulled him backward. Their bodies pressed together, and Darren felt the totally inappropriate tingle of attraction. He bit back a groan of frustration because he knew what was coming next. Sure enough, as soon as the danger passed, Boucher shoved him away.
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Lynsey “Lyn” Gala started writing in the back of her science notebook in third grade and hasn’t stopped since. Westerns starring men with shady pasts gave way to science fiction with questionable protagonists, which eventually became any story with a morally ambiguous character. Even the purest heroes have pain and loss and darkness in their hearts, and that’s where she likes to find her stories. Her characters seek to better themselves and find the happy (or happier) ending.
When she isn’t writing, Lyn Gala teaches history in a small town in New Mexico. Her favorite spot to write is a flat rock under a wide tree on the edge of the open desert where her dog can terrorize local wildlife. Writing in a wide range of genres, she often gravitates back to adventure and BDSM, stories about men in search of true love and a way to bring some criminal to justice… unless they happen to be the criminal.