Destiny Kills (Myth and Magic Series #1)

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Desire calls. Danger Lurks.

When Destiny McCree wakes up beside a dead man on an Oregon beach, she knows only this: she has to keep moving, keep searching, and keep one step ahead of the forces that have been pursuing her from the heart of Scotland to this isolated spot. Why? The death of her lover has left her alone, with little memory of her past. A glimmering serpent-shaped ring is the one clue she ...

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Desire calls. Danger Lurks.

When Destiny McCree wakes up beside a dead man on an Oregon beach, she knows only this: she has to keep moving, keep searching, and keep one step ahead of the forces that have been pursuing her from the heart of Scotland to this isolated spot. Why? The death of her lover has left her alone, with little memory of her past. A glimmering serpent-shaped ring is the one clue she has—and a bargaining chip in a most dangerous game.

Enter Trae Wilson, a master thief with a sexy, knowing grin and a secret agenda of his own. Destiny and Trae both have powers far beyond the human—and both are running for their lives. Together they’re riding a tide of danger, magic, and lust…but with killers stalking their every move, they must use any means necessary, even each other, to survive—until the shocking secret of one woman’s destiny finally unravels.…

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  • ISBN-13: 9780553589603
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 10/28/2008
  • Series: Myth and Magic Series, #1
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 450,169
  • Product dimensions: 4.10 (w) x 6.80 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Cassandra Campbell has recorded nearly two hundred audiobooks and directed many more. She has been nominated for and won multiple Audie Awards, as well as a prestigious Odyssey Award, and she has been awarded more than twenty AudioFile Earphones Awards. Cassandra was also named a Best Voice by AudioFile for 2009 and 2010.
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Chapter One

Some things I remembered.

Some things I couldn't.

Like who I was.

Or why I was sitting naked on a beach next to a dead man.

And yet I knew why I was here. I was waiting for the dawn to give him a final kiss good-bye before she guided his soul on to its next life.

The breeze that curled around me was cold, as cold as the sand was harsh. And yet these sensations were a fleeting thing. Goose bumps might tremble across my skin, and sand might grate against my buttocks and thighs, but both failed to register on anything more than a flesh level. I felt no cold, no pain, no sorrow.


It was as if I were dead inside. As dead as the man lying beside me. Yet, for some reason, I was still breathing and he wasn't.


That was a question that haunted me, teasing the frozen edges of my thoughts and memories.
Why him and not me?

I didn't know, I just didn't know, and yet I knew it was a question that was important. I knew my life might well depend on the answer.

I drew my knees close to my chest and studied the distant horizon. Though dawn had yet to stain night's cover, it was coming. Already its warm power vibrated across the air, an eager humming that was both familiar and alien. I didn't understand the sensation, didn't know the reason behind it, and yet the mere fact that I could feel it had relief sweeping through me.

It was frustrating, this not knowing. Not remembering.

I let my gaze move across the ocean, watching the waves roll lazily toward the sand, seeing nothing out there in the vast expanse of white-capped blueness. No ship. No boat. No pursuit.

But I didn't bother questioning why I was expecting any of those things, because the past remained hidden under a blanket that was almost absolute.


I rubbed a hand across eyes that felt like they'd cried a thousand tears, then glanced down at the body of my friend. I might not remember my own name, but I knew his. Egan Jamieson. Not only my friend, but also my guardian, my lover, and a man to whom I owed a debt more important than life itself.

He'd saved me.

He'd given me freedom at the cost of his own.

The need for revenge welled deep and fast and furious, until I was all but shaking with it. They would pay for this. Whoever they were, they would pay.

For Egan.

For all of us.

And it was a vow that was useless unless I could damn well remember who, exactly, I needed to take revenge upon.

I grimaced and returned my gaze to Egan. In the fading moonlight, his skin seemed to glow with a rich warmth, as if the sun itself still burned beneath his flesh. A birthmark marred his back, a snakelike stain that seemed to dive into his skin and out again, until it almost seemed coiled around his spine. In the night, it took on a reddish-gold appearance and contained a sheen oddly reminiscent of scales.

I shifted and ran a gentle finger down the mark. It was cool and leathery compared to his skin, as if it were indeed scales. Mine was all blues and greens and silvers, as if the brightness of a sunlit sea danced upon the surface of my skin. An inheritance from my mother, not my father.

I blinked at the thought, then grabbed it hard and tried to follow it back. But the fog of forgetfulness snapped in place, and all that was left were questions.

Yet more fucking questions.

I blew out a breath, then stretched out my left leg as the throb of pain finally began to impinge on my senses. There were scrapes across my kneecaps, and deeper cuts down my shins, accompanied by darkening patches that indicated bruising. But none of the wounds were currently bleeding, and there was no blood dried against my skin.

I glanced at the sea. No footprints marred the pristine sands. Not for as far as I could see. Nor were there any vehicle tracks of any kind. Though I guess with the tide coming in, none of that was really surprising.

But still, I had a feeling we'd come from the sea, that my skin bore no stain of blood because it had long since been washed away. That the wounds themselves were clean and healing rather than festering because of the saltwater.

I let my gaze follow the gentle curve of the beach until it reached the distance point. No lighthouse, no buildings of any kind, no indication of movement or life. Nothing to say where we were.

Maybe we were both dead. Maybe this was nothing more than the dream of waiting that came before the soul moved on to the next life.

I glanced down at Egan. I knew if I rolled him off his stomach, I'd see the bloody stain in the sand. See what remained of his chest after those bastards shot him.

I closed my eyes and pushed the resulting images away. There were some things I didn't want to remember, and the way he'd struggled to survive and remain free was one of them.

And yet, while he might have fought them to the very end, he'd done it for my sake. He'd once said that for all intents and purposes, he was a dead man, so why did anything matter? I didn't understand it at the time he'd said it, and now I never would get the chance to do so.

The hum in the air intensified. Energy danced across my skin, a crazy tingling that warmed the chill from my soul. I studied the horizon, waiting, as the hum of power crescendoed and slivers of red and gold suddenly broke across the sky. Warmth began to flood through my body, as if the rising of the dawn was also a rebirth of my emotional and sensory centers. A stupid thought, really, when I was just at home in deep, dark waters that had never seen the sun, never known warmth. . . .

God, it was so damn frustrating getting little snippets and hints here and there but never any real, definitive answers or memories.

I drew my knees close again, ignoring the slivers of pain and the blood that began to trickle down one leg, watching as the sunlight spread, smothering the stars and warming the night from the sky.
Watching as the growing light gradually flushed across Egan's unmoving body.

The warmth still radiating under his skin seemed to stir as the daylight caressed him, growing brighter as the day did, until the intensity made my eyes water and forced me to look away.

Still the heat and the brightness grew, until my own skin glowed under its radiance. But flesh was not designed to contain such heated iridescence for long, especially when that skin no longer belonged to a living, breathing soul. As the light broke free, reaching skyward with exuberant fingers, tears began to trickle down my cheeks.

"May the Gods of sun and sky and air guide you on your journey, my friend," I whispered, my voice croaky, hinting at long disuse. "And may you find in the next life what you could not in this."

Then the radiance caressing my skin began to die, taking with it the underlying hum of energy. Day had broken. It was only those in-between times—first light or twilight—that held the moments of great power.

There was nothing left of Egan. Nothing except the stain of blood on the sand and an odd glint of silver. His ring.

I reached out and carefully plucked it free from its resting place. In the growing sunlight, the rubies shimmering in the coiled serpent's eyes glowed like fire. It had always sent a shiver down my spine, this ring, despite the obvious workmanship and beauty.

When I'd asked him about it, Egan's golden eyes had grown somber. "It belongs to a man who once took something very precious from me," he'd said, and in his normally calm tones there'd been an undercurrent that was an odd mix of anger and heartache. "So I took something very precious from him." And then he'd given me a cold, hard smile and added, "But I will return it. When the time is right."

I closed my fingers around the serpent, pressing the cold metal into my palm. I might not be able to do anything else for Egan, but I could do this. Find the ring's owner and return it. And perhaps along the way discover its history and the reasons why Egan had murder on his mind.

Because it was an odd desire for a man who claimed nothing mattered anymore.

I pushed upright. A dozen different aches came to life, and weakness trembled through my limbs, the sort of weakness that came from long hours of constant activity. My gaze went to the ocean, leaping across the waves to the distant horizon.

Somewhere out there lay the answers.

Somewhere out there lay my home.

But until the fog encasing my memories cleared, I could not blindly walk out into the sea and just start swimming. The ocean was a vast and often angry being, and I could not tempt her waters without a destination in mind.

It was a thought that raised my eyebrows. I might not be dead, but madness was surely a possibility. I mean, what sane, rational mind contemplated swimming oceans?

I did.

Because I could. Because I had.

I rubbed my forehead wearily, aware for the first time of the slight ache behind my eyes. Maybe when it went, my memories would fully return. Maybe then I'd know what sort of creature contemplated swimming the oceans as easily as a bird might fly.

Because whatever I was, it wasn't human. That was a belief I felt deep in my bones, deep in my soul.

But until memory resurfaced, one thing was certain. I couldn't stand here naked and exposed on a beach. The mere fact that someone had blown a hole through Egan's chest suggested that someone would rather see us dead than free. And that, in turn, meant they'd surely be looking for me.

I turned around. Rugged cliffs ranged high above the pristine sands, lining and isolating the long sweep of beach. There were trails—paths made by the passage of feet over time, meaning this place, wherever it was, was at least reachable. Which meant there surely had to be some sort of city or town or at least a dwelling nearby.

The first thing I needed was clothing—simply because the last thing I needed was to attract attention.

I glanced over my shoulder, studying the rolling waves for a moment, then resolutely made my way to the cliffs and the nearest trail.

No one but goddamn goats had been using that particular trail, let me tell you.

I was sweating, shaking, and wheezing by the time I finally got to the top. I leaned my hands on my aching knees, sucking in great gulps of air as I studied the surrounding countryside.

The slope rolled down to a small cottage. The area around the cottage wasn't fenced, and a blue car sat out front, indicating that someone was home. Beyond the house, the slope rose again, and the tops of pine trees were evident behind it.

I glanced back at the house. The cottage didn't look big enough to be a permanent residence, so maybe it was one of those places vacationers rented out short term. I hoped so, because vacationers were more likely to go out for the day, leaving their possessions—or, more particularly, their clothes—unprotected.

Of course, to steal their clothes, I first had to get there. Right now, collapsing in a heap seemed a much better option.

I blew out a breath and forced my feet down the grassy slope. My legs protested the activity, and warmth began to trickle down not only my shin but the side of my face as well. I swiped at it with a hand, and it came away bloody.

Maybe Egan wasn't the only one who'd sustained serious injury. And a decent blow to the head would certainly explain the gaps in my memory.

I rubbed my hand down my thigh and kept on walking. What else could I do? I was in the middle of goddamn nowhere, with no idea who I was or how I'd gotten here. And no idea who I could trust. If I could trust.

As the slope flattened, the grass became long enough to brush my butt. Which in turn made me wonder if the grass was actually long, or if I was short. I felt long—long and rangy—but self-perception is an odd thing when the memory can give no references. I held my hands out and studied them critically.

Dirt-covered as they were from scrambling up the goat trail, they were still somewhat elegant—all long and slender. Neither my fingers nor my palms had calluses of any kind, so I obviously didn't do anything too strenuous for a living. A fact backed up by the length of my nails—or at least what remained of them after the climb.

I glanced down at my feet. There was nothing elegant about those. Given their length and width, they could be described only as paddles. Getting shoes had to be hell.

The thought intrigued me for some reason, and I stopped to lift a foot. Thick, hardened soles. Obviously, I didn't wear shoes all that often, if that foot was anything to go by.

A door slammed, and laughter ran across the meadow. I dropped to my knees, my bruised left leg hitting a rock and making me wince. Two people emerged from the cottage, the woman still laughing and touching her companion. Newlyweds, I thought, for no particular reason.

They climbed into the blue car sitting in the driveway, the man opening and closing the door for the woman before getting into the driver's side and driving off.

On the right-hand side of the road. And though three quarters of the world drove on that side, I was suddenly sure that I was in America. Which in itself wasn't much help, because America was a damn big country, but at least it was a starting point.

I waited until they were out of sight, then rose and made my way quickly toward the house. The front door was locked, as was the back. But a window along the side was open enough to slide a hand in and push off the screen. After that, it was a simple matter of pushing up the window and sliding in.

Which I did. I hit the floor with an awkward thump and sat there listening, waiting to see if there was anyone else in the house. Which is something I should have done before I started breaking in.
Obviously, I could cross "thief" off my list of possible past professions. Unless, of course, I was a very bad thief.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 15, 2008

    the author's new paranormal romance series is a fantastic thriller

    - She wakes up on a beach with no idea how she got there next to her is a dead man whose name she recalls. When daylight arrives, he turns to ash. After stealing food and clothing, she tries to hitch a ride, but the man in the car plays chicken with her. She recalls her name is Destiny McCree and she realizes she is a sea dragon that can live in the sea as a human or a dragon. Jewel thief Trae Wilson, the dead man¿s half-brother called him to help Destiny who was held captive by scientists who are studying adults dragons, dragon children of both sexes in an underground compound near Loch Ness.---------------- Destiny is on a quest to see her father, an air dragon, before he dies and to free the children and her mother from the scientist¿s compound where scientists are experimenting on them with no regard to their well-being. Trae is willing to assist her especially since the seditious mercenary hunter dragons are stalking her to bring her back to the compound for quite a fee. Trae also wants his father¿s ring that Destiny possesses so that he can give it back to his dad in return for information as to where his sister is. As they elude the hunters, Destiny and Trae realize they are soulmates, but have little hope for a future together as the quest comes before their hearts.------------ Keri Arthur¿s opening salvo in a new paranormal romance series is a fantastic thriller as the full bodied characterizations make the world of dragons seem genuine. Destiny is a strong kick butt individual while Trae admires her inner strength so much so he willingly becomes her sidekick even before they realize they are mates. Although the plot is somewhat limited as expected in a first tale as the need to introduce the cast and the settings are critical, fans will enjoy this unique quest fantasy.-------------- Harriet Klausner

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 26, 2011

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    Arthur's "Full Moon Rising" is one of my favorite books of all time, and because of that, I'll read anything she publishes. This story wasn't quite as good, but it was still a highly original and well-written story. It's the type of story that meshes genres quite well: you get the fantasy twist with the dragon element mixed with the urban fantasy storyline.. very well done! If you enjoyed this story, you might also like the Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs; and for teens, "Firelight" by Sophie Jordan.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 24, 2009

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    Simplistic/Predictable Plot With A Frustratingly Clueless Heroine

    Being an enthusiastic fan of the author's Riley Jenson Guardian series, I picked up this book and, subsequently, slogged through it. The plot is semi-juvenile and predictable with a memory challenged protagonist being rescued by her future soul-mate who subsequently helps her to liberate other imprisoned 'dragons'. As an amnesiac, the protagonist's depiction is truly irritating/annoying and utterly frustrating. Further, even when she regains her memory, her shallowness/triteness, passive-aggressive behavior and predictability grated at my nerves. At times the descriptions and imagery in the book were good, but, on the whole, I advise that any fan of the Riley Jenson series skip this boring and frustrating book.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 9, 2009

    Great Book

    Not what I expected, however, it was a good book to read. I really enjoyed it. Loved the romance.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 22, 2011

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    This book has twists and turns, mystery, were-people, scientists, and just a whole lot of can-stop-turning-the pages. I really liked this book and I gave it five stars because so many books today cannot hold my attention for long. This was a book I really wanted to get back to when I HAD to leave it.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 1, 2015


    One of my favorites. I have reread this book dozens of times. There need to be more in this series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2012

    Going to be GREAT!

    I am loving this series so far and I will keep on purchasing!

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  • Posted April 13, 2012

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    Good book

    Good book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 5, 2011

    Fantastic read

    Found this by accident...wonderful read

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    Posted October 27, 2011

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  • Posted October 28, 2009

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    Amazing book!

    This book was sooooo amazing. I even wrote Ms. Arthur to tell her that. I have a 17 and an 11 year old, both daughters. I have let them both read this. I was taken aback by the characters and the whole story. I actually read it in 2 days flat! Would definately recommend.

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  • Posted October 16, 2009

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    Great book!

    This was a GREAT book! It had action, hurry, and OH the romance!! This book does have strong sexual content..but its good. I read this book in a day just because I could not put it down.

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  • Posted June 15, 2009

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    What a great surprise!

    I went to pick up a couple of the Riley books and grabbed this one by mistake. Thank goodness I did. Now I love the Riley series, but it can be dark at times. This book was a breath of fresh air. Keri Arthur has always been one of my fav's but some of her books are dark stuff. This book had all the weirdness I love from Keri yet it had a real soft side that was nice. Loved It!! Cant wait for the second book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 15, 2009

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    Great Read

    This book was interesting from the first few pages. Keri Arthur books always get you involved from the beginning, so I wasn't surprised. I liked the character building. You get involved with them. I also liked the new 'myth and magic' world she created...interesting. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone. I read at least 3 books in a week, and this is one I will keep on my shelves for another read.

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  • Posted April 4, 2009

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    Good find, stands out amoung other urban fantasy books

    This was my first sea/air dragon urban fantasy book. If there are others out there... let me know and I'll read them. I though the characters were unique and interesting. I wasn't exactly sure how it was all going to end, and that is always a good thing. One of the things that I don't like about Arthur's Riley Jenson series is that it is soooo filled with sex. This book has a much stronger plot and doesn't have to rely on the sex to get you from scene to scene. I actually thought the characters cared about each other. I'm not sure if this a stand-alone novel or the beginning of a new series... I'm hoping for a series.

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  • Posted March 28, 2009

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  • Posted March 14, 2009

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    Better Than I Expected

    I am a huge Keri Arthur fan. I didn't buy this book when it first came out because of the description on the back of the book, I just bought it on Friday and I couldn't put it down. It was a breath of fresh air. If you like her other books you will love this one and be waiting for the next in the series.

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  • Posted February 16, 2009

    Really good book for all Keri Arthur fans

    If you like Keri Arthur, then you will like this book. You can find many similarities in the writing style in this book when compared to the Riley Jensen books. So if you enjoy the guardian series then you will enjoy this book. What I like the most is that it actually has an ending, unlike the guardian books. I can't wait to read more of this series, the possibilities are endless!

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  • Posted December 8, 2008

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    Thumbs up, hats off

    WOW! I have to say this book is really good. I don't usually read books but I could not put this book down. I really loved the romance between Trae and Destiny and the fact that they are monsters that can fly in the air and swim in the water. I was really surprise when they were running from the police and Trae just turned into this huge thing that could fly. I really can not wait until Destiny has their twins in the second book (if there is a second book). I would recommend this book to anyone.

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  • Posted November 15, 2008

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    Destiny Kills by Keri Arthur

    I liked "Destiny Kills". If nothing else, it was nice to read about a female dragon with powers of her own! <BR/><BR/>Destiny is half air dragon and half water dragon. Of course, she doesn't know this when she awakens, in pain and bleeding, beside a dead man on the shore of an ocean, somewhere. She doesn't remember her name or the name of the dead man or how they got where they are. All she does know is that she's in trouble and there's something urgent she needs to do...if she could only remember what and why.<BR/><BR/>Trae is a draman, half air dragon half human. As a halfbreed in his father's clique (clan), he's considered 'less'. So as soon as he could, he got out. Now he's a thief and a rogue. When he sees the gorgeous woman standing in the middle of the road, he just can't resist. It turns out she's the reason his half-brother asked for his help. His apparently dead half-brother who died on the beach beside this woman, his Destiny.<BR/><BR/>This story is not a hearts and flowers one. It's a story of monsters, some of which are human. A wacko scientist has been capturing, holding, and experimenting on dragons. Destiny and Trae's brother managed to escape after eleven years, but Destiny's mother and several child air dragons are still in captivity. This is the story of Destiny and Trae's race to free those captives. It's also about magic, love, hatred, privilege, and jealousy. <BR/><BR/>I'm guessing that Keri Arthur used this book partially to set up more books in this world. There was quite a bit of information that wasn't really needed for this story, but would be for more in this world...if that makes sense. It didn't take away from my enjoyment of the story, but if that will bug you, you've been warned. Also this book is written in first person, so if you hate that, don't blame me cause I told you!<BR/><BR/>The sex is hot (and so is Trae). I would rate this about 50/50 for romance and fantasy. There's mild violence and death too. But now that I've gotten a glimpse of Arthur's world in "Destiny Kills", I want the next book...NOW.

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