Praise for the writing of Jeanne Barrack Silver Fire Silver Fire is a treat for the senses and Ms. Barrack can really write sex! She has created a beautiful, fanciful and dark world filled with magic and magical beings. Ms. Barrack makes excellent use of descriptive language and has created a beautiful and exciting erotic fantasy story that I could not put down. -- Kim, Coffee Time Romance This is an excellent story. It has all the essential romance elements – romance, mystery, and suspense. Ms. Barrack has begun her new series with a bang. Mirelle and Jareth are fascinating characters that grow from their love. The author has a wonderful sense of humor and writes some very funny dialogue. -- Tewanda, Fallen Angel Reviews Silver Fire kept my interest from beginning to end. The pages flew by as I became lost in the story and did not want to stop reading…Jeanne Barrack has created a world where visits will be eagerly awaited by the reader. While this is my first time reading a story by her, I look forward to many more. -- Elise Lyn, eCataRomance Reviews Silver Fire delivers the goods as an erotica, but it also upholds its promise as a fantasy novel… Several unexpected plot twists keep the reader glued to the page. -- Jeanine Berry, In the Library Reviews Silver Fire is now available from Loose Id. AMBER INFERNO Jeanne Barrack www.loose-id.com Warning This e-book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language and may be considered offensive to some readers. Loose Id e-books are for sale to adults ONLY, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers. * This book is rated: For explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable (homoerotic sex, some violence). Amber Inferno Jeanne Barrack This e-book is a work of fiction. 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ISBN 1-59632-114-8 Available in Adobe PDF, HTML, MobiPocket, and MS Reader Printed in the United States of America Editor: Linda Kusiolek Cover Artist: Angela Knight Dedication To my wonderful husband, Steve -- my inspiration, my support, and the love of my life To my mother, whose spirit is still with me To Marlene Castricato and Shari Chisholm, loyal fans -- whose naming of Fel’s sweetheart seemed sent from heaven. Prologue Narik set Theran, the most powerful mage in all of Hearthome, crouched over his remnant of the Book of Tocson, attempting to glean some additional scrap of information to increase his power. Nothing. Without the other fragments of the ancient book of magic, he was stymied. How could everything have gone so wrong? Only a few short weeks ago, control of all the seven kingdoms lay almost in his grasp. Now, he huddled on a primitive wooden stool, a lantern fueled by crude petch his only source of heat and light in a dank cave in Larbela after fleeing the kingdom of Narwith. Could this disaster have started with the return of Princess Mirelle from the parallel world of Earth? He’d thought his plan, to spirit her away from Hearthome when she’d been a mere babe, a perfect one. Unfamiliar with the ways of Hearthome, she should have been easy to control when he helped her soulmate bring her over. But she hadn’t been. Feisty and clever and cynical, unlike any other princess in Hearthome, she questioned him at every turn. And Prince Jareth, her soulmate. He should have lusted for her, mated with her, and produced all the lanbeth Narik needed to get a monopoly on the magic essence necessary to run Hearthome. But Jareth had fallen in love with Mirelle with an intensity Narik could never have conceived and had thwarted his plans. Though Narik had escaped imprisonment by the Council of Mages, he had been forced to move from town to town, in disguise and only able to use his magic powers in brief, infrequent bursts. Rumors had reached him that Jareth and his two brothers also sought the Book of Tocson. Should they get their hands on it before he did, they could destroy over forty years of hard work. Now, all of Hearthome knew of his designs for global domination and thought his plans were thwarted. But he had them fooled. He had servants to do his bidding. They would bring him the missing portions of the Book of Tocson, and all that magical power would be his. And he would rule the world. Chapter One “I’m not going.” Pentar set Morath leaned back in the chair, crossed his legs, and folded his arms across his chest. His expression bore a strong resemblance to a bad- tempered thrant. Jareth set Morath, high prince of Hearthome, king of Narwith, heir apparent to the throne of Tarnwite, and, unfortunately, brother to the glaring man before him, gritted his teeth and counted to ten. “You must go, Pen; you made a vow.” “I didn’t think the vow entailed torture. Can’t Loran go?” “You consider bearing company with a beautiful woman torture? And remember, Loran can’t go. He’s needed nearby in Mariess. Now that King Belar is dead, there is no one to protect Princess Talea. You know that Narik’s minions may be out there waiting for a chance to gain control of her throne, perhaps kidnap her and hold her for ransom. Loran already has a bond with her and can keep watch over her. Besides, he’ll be exploring the caves of Arlette and Keret to find the last part of the Book. No. You must go. After all, Tran will be with you.” He grinned. “He’ll protect you from Rayne.” “And who will protect me from her pet? That beast attacked me.” “Fel? Why, he’s just a big old mop. He wouldn’t harm a baby bita.” “Rayne hates me.” Jareth raised his eyes and swore under his breath. “I don’t care! As long as you don’t kill each other.” He paused and cleared his throat. “Pen, there is just one tiny little detail.” Pen slumped further in his chair. “What?” “Well, Mirelle -- that is, we -- had this idea that it would raise fewer eyebrows if you traveled with Rayne as her betrothed.” Jareth spewed the last words out and braced himself for Pen’s reaction. “What!” He stood, overturning his chair and sending it crashing to the floor. “Are you insane?” “No, he’s not insane.”