In Charm’s Way by Lana Harper EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lana Harper
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- Genre: Paranormal Witches & Wizards Romance
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Small Victories
HE VIRIDIAN TEARDROPS should have been in bloom by now. That
much, at least, I had no trouble remembering.
But I’d been trawling the Hallows Hill woods for almost four hours,
walking the forest in as methodical a grid as one could manage on terrain that
tended to shift around you like a daydream if you let your attention wander,
and I hadn’t spotted even a glimmer of the distinctive, iridescent color that
gave the flowers their name. A languid twilight had begun to gather above
the rustling treetops; a midsummer wash of dusky lavender that dipped the
already hushed bower in an almost melancholy light, subdued as a sigh.
If anything, I was more likely to spot one of the elusive flowers now than
I had been earlier. Viridians unfurled at dusk, revealing glinting amber
centers like fireflies—the stamens that held the magically active pollen I was
hunting for.
Six months ago, I wouldn’t even have needed to traipse along a grid. I’d
been hiking Hallows Hill for pleasure since I was a kid, even when I wasn’t
on the prowl for floral ingredients for a tincture or brew. Many of the plants
that thrived up here were unique, native to Thistle Grove. Exactly which
herbs, blooms, lichens, and mosses grew where had once been imprinted on
my mind like an intricate schematic, a precise framework crystallized among
my synaptic pathways. In the Before the Oblivion times, I’d had a
photographic memory; the kind science wasn’t convinced existed, even if
every other neurodivergent TV detective laid claim to one.
But I’d really had one. The ability to recall whole pages of text I’d read
only once, to summon up faded illustrations I’d pored over by candlelight, to
confidently rattle off lists of ingredients for obscure potions I’d never even
prepared. The Delilah Harlow of before hadn’t had the first idea just how
much she’d taken her keen mind for granted.
In my bleakest moments, I hated her for that smug complacency almost as
much as I hated Nina Blackmoore for what she’d done to me.
With an effort, I shook off the creeping angst—in the months since I’d
lost and regained most of my memory, I’d developed a maddening tendency
to brood over my own misfortune, a waste of productive time if ever there
was one—and turned my attention back to the forest floor. Viridian teardrops
often grew in little clusters of three, usually around the exposed root balls of
deciduous trees. By early July, there should already have been a good crop of
them ready for harvest.
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