Novels by Yin U.

Suddenly, Tyler stood, his clouded expression clearing.He smiled politely at Lincoln.“I should head out. Need to get a few last things,” he commented brightly. “As for those,” he continued, nodding at the file in Lincoln’s hand, “I need your best men on standby. For all of them.”“But let’s have the information first. Have three of your guys ready for me. Ages thirty to thirty-five. Nothing lower, can go slightly higher, but they need to look young enough to pass comfortably,” Tyler rolled off, all business, his hazel eyes steady on Lincoln’s green ones.“So…not Harry here?” Lincoln droned sarcastically.Tyler glanced at Harrison, taking in the tall, boy-next-door type, well-built man who could not be thirty years old yet, then back to Lincoln.He eyed Lincoln, who was thirty-something, ripped, fair-skinned, more than a little handsome gangster, slowly, up and down.Amika shifted in his seat.Harrison burst out laughing.Lincoln’s eyes narrowed.Tyler grinned.“No, Sir,” Tyler repli

“Yes. They just need to sign. And then, we can take that vacation,” Edward remarked excitedly.“Ah! The vacation where I hide in the belly of the boat or the one where I go first and hide on the island until your family leaves?” she asked coyly.“No!” Edward declared boldly. “The one where we both get on a plane and go to Makrysha.”“What?!” she called out, sitting up, her large breasts jiggling.Edward stiffened but kept he his focus on her face, throwing his arm casually behind his head, her eyes flicked to his taut abs, her lower lip trembled, then her eyes snapped back to his.Edward’s heart swelled with a pride only a man in bed with a beautiful woman could.“What?” he asked innocently, replying to her surprised retort.“I’ve been trying to get you to Makrysha for years! And suddenly you bring it up by yourself?” she tossed lightly at him, shaking her head again, her long curls dancing over her shoulders.“Is this…that…mid-life crisis thing I’ve heard about?” she continued slyly.

“How long has it been…,” he murmured.“It should be about time…”“But…no…it’s not possible…,” he breathed, talking out loud, but to himself.“What’s not possible?” Vincent echoed cautiously.It was rare for his father to get distracted in front of others, let alone voice any thoughts the Lord had not fully formed in his mind.“Our locations are under some kind of attack. There are too many coincidences for them to be coincidences,” Lord Kramer replied distantly, his voice low, his eyes still far away.“I don’t follow…,” Vincent stated slowly, taking two more steps toward his father.“Of course you don’t!” Edward snapped, his gaze turning and focusing on Vincent.“Where have you been all day? All week? And don’t you dare tell me you’ve been crafting! You don’t craft! You draw, then others do the work, just like –” Edward offloaded on his son, then swiftly cut himself off.Vincent’s face darkened.Edward squared his shoulders, glowering at his son.The younger Kramer sauntered forward,

Edward continued.“They have information on my secret dealings and are using ghost products. So, they have money…or sponsors. And, they are not causing any harm to humans, yet, my business is bleeding. So, I am the target!” Edward Kramer declared softly.The other man eyed Lord Kramer.“Someone wants to hurt ME. Someone is attacking ME. Someone has the audacity to strike at what matters the most to me at a crucial time, a key juncture, in my life.”“It’s personal,” the guest summarized.“Yes. Quite so,” Lord Kramer droned.“That’s a long list,” the other man commented flatly.“But we do have one,” Edward Kramer replied snidely.“WE do, do we?” the man retorted dryly.Edward’s gaze shifted back to his guest. He smiled cordially.“Yes. WE,” Edward replied casually.The other man sat back, shaking his head lightly as he joined Lord Kramer with a confident smile of his own.==========Upstairs in Lord Kramer’s home, Lady Kramer was occupied with her own troubles.“Vincent! Get up! What ar

Tyler opened his palm and pulled on his bottom desk drawer.He took out a small box ten inches long, four inches wide, and two inches deep, and dropped the activated Junster into the radiation-proof box.It clattered on the others, also already charged.Tyler closed the box and stared at it.Payment complete, he mused.Once this is delivered, the show will begin, he thought to himself.Lord Edward Kramer…It’s going to be a very exciting year for you. Your fiftieth birthday will mark the beginning of you and your family’s end.==========About the same time, Lord Kramer was busy with his assistants in his home office.“Attacks are growing at our locations,” Sandy, his lead P.A., reported tightly as he stood before his Master.“What are they using?” Lord Edward Kramer rumbled.“Junster, Sir. Untraceable,” his second P.A. chimed in. Ruben. The quietest of his three closest aides.“How can that be?” Lord Kramer snapped, his blue eyes moving between the two men.“No one has reported any m

But Tyler always found his way through, always made it out. Even if he had to dig his way with his bare hands. Even if he had to use his own magic, which always felt like he was peeling his own skin.Most everyone in Ashrone, from the highest to the lowest class, could use magic.They were born with it.Gems amplified it.And people could amplify gems, used them – based on their original properties – for any number of things. From basic, ordinary, day-to-day uses to warfare.Gems were used in clothing, in accessories, in handheld tools, in technology, in medicines. Everything.They made items stronger, more durable, longer-lasting, more powerful.They made people stronger, more durable, more – anything physical. But the better the owner’s body was at doing the thing the magic was used to amplify, the more powerful the effect would be.It did not extend life.It did not heal sickness.It only made life easier, amplifying things that already existed, for the ordinary people.The gems be