As head of the Border Patrol’s Paranormal Operations Unit, Clay Chiles has found a place where he can function and a surrogate family to replace the one he never truly had. He keeps hidden a lot of secrets, and both fears and longs for the day he may be able to take that one long step out of solitude and darkness into love and light.<br><br>Before he can do that, however, he has to face some surprising facts about himself and deal with some horrific enemies. Although not a weak man, he’ll never have the strength alone to confront all those demons. But who can help him there?<br><br>Arondel Wanderer is a son of the ancient Elven royal clan, but far enough from the throne to be expendable. He obeys his queen’s orders to visit Earth and find what is going wrong there. One task he faces is to contact and recruit a human keystone in the desperate effort to stop an invasion of ancient evil that could corrupt the elves’ original home beyond redemption. Aron, a loner and solitary emissary from Elvenheim, never expected to find his soul-mate on this mission, but surprises, both good and bad, have always been part of his long and adventurous life. He’ll take anything good he is given, and once he sights the partner he’s always wanted, the most extreme danger is not enough to deter him.

Runes of Revelation

Now he had to convince the humans to accept him and his warriors into their midst without fear or mistrust. The task posed a challenge, but one he felt he could meet. He hoped Clay might have prepared them some, but he could not count on it.


Lady All-Mother, be with me and guide my speech. With that quick, silent prayer, he headed down to the POU camp. Appearing without warning would not be wise now. He must come to them in the most human guise he could muster. He made just enough noise as he approached to seem totally natural. Several turned, some drawing side arms, but no one made an overt threat.


“Who are you?” Several voices challenged him before he reached their loose circle.


Clay stood. “It’s all right,” he said. “This is Aron. He’s a friend.”


Alex Macalister’s calm voice seconded that assessment. “We need him on our side, him and his band. Listen to what he has to say.”


Chapter 9