As the first drops began to fall, Kaelin closed her eyes, feeling the cool kiss of the rain on her skin. It was a sensation she'd grown accustomed to over the years, a reminder of the power that lay within her. Her people believed that on stormy nights like this, she could communicate with the elemental forces that shaped their world.
As the storm intensified, Kaelin's thoughts turned to the stranger who had arrived in town a fortnight ago. His name was Eryndor Thorne, a brooding figure with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her. She'd felt an inexplicable jolt when their gazes met, as if the very fabric of reality had shifted. Storm’s Bride by Terri Cannon
In that moment, Kaelin knew she was doomed to follow the storm, to ride its fury and unleash its power. And Eryndor Thorne, the mysterious stranger, would be by her side. As the first drops began to fall, Kaelin