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Fervor (The Fervor Chronicles Book 1)

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Fervor

Lynn Carmer

Fervor

By Lynn Carmer

Ebook ISBN: 978-0-9861308-5-4

Copyright © 2010, 2015 by Lynn Carmer

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

Fervor

His world is on fire.

A wrathful volcano is about to devour King Arun’s desert realm. With only days to total destruction, he dives through a mysterious portal in hopes of finding refuge for his people, but instead he arrives in a land of ice. Kidnapped and enslaved in this frozen hell, he spots her, his
fervor
. Her presence alone brings him into the full strength of his people, but his new power is dangerous and unpredictable. Somehow he must escape his captors and save himself, his kingdom, and the woman that is destined for him.

She has a heart of ice.

Princess Caprice Nue’mon of the Glissante is unable to touch another living soul, as one brush of her skin ends in icy, painful death. Caprice has a secret, though. She can control the
freeze.
Unlike the vicious and emotionless aristocracy of her kingdom, she craves touch, passion, and
fire
—all liabilities in the world of Glissante nobility. Dreading her destiny to marry a man she has never met, Caprice is still terrified when a striking but battered slave frees himself—and runs straight for her. Kidnapped, she must save herself, rescue her best friend from deadly politics, and find a way home.

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

About the Book

Other Books by Lynn Carmer

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Note from the Author

Contact Me

Acknowledgements

About the Author

Prologue


L
egend claims many
years ago—perhaps a million plus one, there lived a poor young boy who came from the land of forever night. Countless evenings he gazed upon the inky blackness of the sky, listening to the stories of the land of forever light. It was said a princess lived there who held such beauty, she was lit from within and glowed a fiery red.

Determined, he set out to find this princess and lay eyes on a woman so perfect and so rare that she would blind him with her light. How he craved the light!

The journey was arduous. Exhausted from hunger and lack of sleep, convinced he would never make it, he stumbled upon her palace. The gods had smiled down upon him, for there she sat, ablaze on her throne for all the kingdom to see.

His heart swelled, warming every inch of his battered body. Every ache and pain had been worth the chance to gaze upon her glowing skin. More beautiful than he could imagine, her light seemed to ignite something within him, something he’d craved for years.

Love.

In an instant, he understood its power. He could never have her, but he would see her up close, just once. The compulsion to explain his feelings overwhelmed him. She would be his first thought when he awoke and the last before he went to sleep. For him, there could be no other.

His greatest hope was to reflect back all the light that poured from her soul into him, so she could have the smallest taste of how bright she shone.

Stealing into her room late at night, he found the princess awake… and waiting. She had noticed him too, drawn to his darkness, and had prayed each night he would find her. Falling into each other’s arms, they shared one glorious night, the balance of light and dark intertwining their souls for eternity.

One gloriously beautiful, short-lived night.

The next morn, they were discovered. Infuriated, her father sentenced them to death, disgusted his purebred daughter, born of the light, had found comfort in the arms of peasant, born of the land of night.

The boy railed at his fate, screaming to the heavens, pleading for mercy. The sheer force of the boy’s pain awakened the sleeping gods from their slumber. Touched by his
fervor,
they considered intervening, but their musings often took lifetimes for the gods had no sense of mortal time.

But the wily king did not wait for the gods, thinking his crime could be blamed on another. He killed the couple and tossed their bodies off the highest cliff.

Infuriated by the king’s perfidy, the gods killed him and used his bones to scoop up the young lovers’ souls.

The princess was placed high in the sky, a blazing ball of light. The boy’s soul was broken into a million pieces, with the largest piece, his heart, closest to the light. The gods had granted his fondest wish; he would forever reflect back the light and love given by his princess.

Balance was restored and the young lovers would remain in the sky together, a reminder to never betray the gods.

She, the sun.

He, the moon and stars.

This would be the last time the mighty gods rose from their slumber, no longer interested in the petty concerns of humans. So they slept, a long, deep sleep even the most ardent cries could not penetrate. The planet, long neglected, became stagnant without the gods’ attention, no longer rotating on its axis. A planet of extremes, one side forever facing the moon, the other facing the blazing sun. One side bathed in icy cold, the other in blazing heat. The neglect was too extreme, and soon all life began to die.

But the sun and the moon had a secret: life born of one night in each other’s arms. A strip of land, a thousand miles across, ran down the center of the planet. On this land, this
ledge,
the young lovers’ passion overlapped and created life. The sun and the moon shone upon the land, and their love produced life.

Now, people possessed by all the blessings given by the moon and the sun, lived together on the planet of fire and ice.

Chapter 1


T
wo weeks until
the end of the world.

Mother Cay was furious. She was going to set the world on fire and revel in the burn.

King Arun of the Fiera stood framed against the blazing sun. He watched the tufts of smoky clouds billow from the volcano that sat snuggled in the heart of the Cayan Mountains. His lungs burned with the effort to take in air. Rivers of lava rolled down the hillside, sizzling and burning with every greedy inch gained.

Damn volcano! Why now?

With a sigh, he turned from the smoldering mountain, and his eyes took in the beauty of his kingdom. His castle stood alone, surrounded by the rocky Hamada, a landscape of gravel, boulders and bare, white rock that ran as far as the eye could see.

Sweat rolled into his eyes; he brushed away the moisture with the back of his hand. The heat of the sun was capable of sizzling a man’s skin, but he didn’t give it a second thought. His people had survived generations at the south-easternmost portion of the
ledge,
positioned closer to the sun than any other tribe.

A barren wasteland centuries before, his kingdom was now a thriving mecca. His father, and now he and his brothers, had made sure of it. Countless wars had driven their people farther east and they had finally settled and created beauty, wealth, prosperity for so many. Now all that would be destroyed.

Rock crumbled under his feet as he made his way to the summit, following the winding path that wrapped itself around the mountain. He had to make it before sunset, had to fight against the inevitable.

Nine hells!
I need more time.

He wanted to howl at the gods, beg for help, for forgiveness, anything that would bring some relief, but what was the point? None would answer. The gods had long ago forgotten their people. Soon the small homes made of glistening white marble, nestled at the base of the mountain, would be consumed by the greedy volcano. His castle, with its soaring turrets made of gleaming gold, would be under a lake of lava.

Why? After scraping and fighting their way through this rugged terrain, why had the gods punished them further? Shouldn’t his people’s persistence and hard work be rewarded?

The finality of the situation made him clench his fists in fury. So much still to do, to
experience.
Somewhere out there, in his dying kingdom, lived his
fervor,
his mate, the woman who would set his soul afire. If legend held true.

The woman who would complete him as a man and bring him into full strength; make him burn with the need to have her. He had never found her. And now he never would.

Just one more regret to add to all the rest.

He’d never even looked. There had been plenty of time over the last one hundred years of his life to find her, but he’d put her last. There were so many others that came first: his kingdom, his people, his brothers… She hadn’t mattered then. He’d thought he had nothing but time. Now he had anything but.

Two weeks, the priests had estimated—two short weeks until Mother Cay erupted.

With a last perusal, he said goodbye to Fiera, aware it could be the last time he set eyes on his kingdom, firming his resolve to protect his people. His responsibility was to them; his people were the beating heart of his kingdom, and he would find them a new home.
I swear it!

His one chance to save them lay in the pages of his father’s journal. The weight of it pressed against his spine, nestled in the pack slung over his back. Finally reaching the summit, he strode toward the edge of the cliff, stopping but not bothering to look down. He knew the bottom was probably farther than his eye could see, and—
Gods!
I hate heights
. But he would have to trust his father’s words—and the damn journal—that he wasn’t about to jump to his doom.

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