Echo Prophecy (Echo Trilogy, #1)
by Lindsey Fairleigh
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Discover what’s hidden—a powerful, mythic race, an ancient Egyptian prophecy, and a love strong enough to shatter the boundaries of time.
Alexandra Larson isn’t human…but she doesn’t know that. As far as Lex is concerned, she’s simply an ambitious and independent archaeology grad student with a knack for deciphering ancient languages, especially the various forms of Egyptian. When she’s recruited to work on her dream excavation, her translating skills uncover the secret entrance to an underground Egyptian temple concealed within Djeser-Djeseru—the famous mortuary temple of Queen Hatchepsut. Lex is beyond thrilled by her discovery…as is the enigmatic and alluring excavation director, Marcus Bahur.
As the relationship between Lex and Marcus heats up, a series of shocking revelations leave the young archaeologist reeling. Once Lex discovers the truth of her ancient Egyptian roots—the truth of her more-than-human nature—the people she trusts most make one final, terrifying revelation: Lex is the central figure of a four-thousand-year-old prophecy. She is the only thing standing between the power to alter the very fabric of time and an evil megalomaniac…who also happens to be her father. As events set in motion over four millennia ago lead Lex and Marcus from Seattle to the heart of Egypt, the fate of mankind depends on one thing: the strength of Lex’s love.
“Lex, did you hear me?” Marcus asked, squeezing my knee.
“No,” I said, feeling empty. I had the vague impression that everyone was staring at me.
“I know you’re tired, but you can sleep on the plane. This is important. You need to focus,” Marcus urged. I felt him give my knee a shake.
“I . . . I . . . it’s . . .” I couldn’t seem to form a complete thought, couldn’t get a grip on reality. I was stuck in my head, imagining my fingernails being torn out with pliers, or being forced to watch my mom being raped.
“Leave us,” Marcus said quietly, and I heard the sounds of the others exiting the room.
When we were alone, Marcus spun my chair so I faced him. Slowly, his hands slid up my thighs and gripped the swell of my hips, pulling my butt to the edge of the seat. He knelt on the hardwood floor before me, parting my knees and fitting himself between my legs. All numbness—mental and physical—immediately vanished. I became hyper-aware of every part of my body, and his.
“I don’t think I can do this,” I said quietly.
He leaned his forehead against mine and whispered, “Of course you can. You’re my she-falcon.”
I smiled faintly, and he mirrored the expression.
“This is very important, Lex,” he said softly, his voice somber. “If it comes down to physical torture, you must leave your body and enter the At. You won’t feel the pain there.”
“But what about my body?” My voice was small, childlike.
“It will heal.”
“It will heal if I stay, too.”
“Yes,” he agreed. “But your mind might not.”
Chastely, he touched his lips to mine. “You are the daughter of two of the most powerful Nejeret lines. You are the Meswett. But most importantly, you are mine.”
Tears welled in my eyes, overflowing at the corners.
With more tenderness than I’d thought possible, Marcus kissed away each salty droplet. “You are mine, and I command you to survive this,” he whispered.
I shook with soft laughter. “There you go again, ordering me around.”
Marcus touched his lips to mine, but all of the chasteness of his previous kiss was gone.
“Contrary to what you think, I don’t want to control you.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Lindsey Fairleigh lives her life with one foot in a book–as long as that book transports her to a magical world or bends the rules of science. Her novels, from post-apocalyptic to time travel and historical fantasy, always offer up a hearty dose of unreality, along with plenty of adventure and romance. When she’s not working on her next novel, Lindsey spends her time reading and trying out new recipes in the kitchen. She lives in the Napa Valley with her loving husband and confused cats.