Communication is key in war. And I don't mean among the armed forces on both sides of the conflict. I refer to the soldiers and their families, between those behind enemy lines and those on the home front. Long before the days of email and text messages, there were letters and newspapers.
To keep the lines of communications open between families and soldiers in World War 1, to give hope to those in occupied Belgium and Northern France, brave men and women had to step forward. The Germans promised to deal with these couriers 'severely.' And records indicate that some were executed. But who were the leaders?
Legend has it that a priest set up a underground letter carrier service after one of his parishioners witnessed a courier trying to extort money from an old woman in exchange for a letter from her son. When the old woman couldn't pay the outrageous fees, the letter was torn up in front of her eyes. When Father de Moor and Belgian businessman Van Doren set up their postal service, letters were carried for free.
But that wasn't the only lines of communications these two men opened. Beginning in 1915, they along with an editor named Jourdain started an underground newspaper called La Libre Belgique (The Free Belgium). Despite offering a reward of 50,000 francs for their capture, the Germans remained ignorant of their identities. The paper ceased publication on the day King Alfred rode into Brussels in November, 1918.
More than news and ideas, these gentlemen and their cadre of workers delivered hope to a people in need of it. And hope is the most precious gift this time of year. We spread it through so many little ways but the most important way is to let someone know either by letter, email, or card that you are thinking about them. How do you let those in your life know they are important?
This blurb is from one of two of my Christmas releases. Hans had been on his own for years now and the gift he's about to receive is worth more than anything, but gaining it won't be easy.
Hans Lubeck lost his birthright to a woman's deceitful games. Ten years later, he's on the cusp of fulfilling his dream of captaining his own ship. And another woman could jeopardize everything.
Schoolteacher Lenore Kerrigan devotes her time to her pupils and good works. She has no use for a man or the damage he could do to her reputation.
But this holiday season, fate and an island of matchmakers have other plans. Will they accept the gift of a lifetime, or will the past steal away any chance at happiness?
A Gift from the Author, Linda Andrews: As my holiday gift to you, the first book in the series, Hearts in Barbed Wire, is free until November 30, 2014. Only on amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Hearts-Barbed-Wire-Historical-Romance-ebook/dp/B00J4YICBW/
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INTRODUCTION BY THE AUTHORS:
Authors of Main Street is a well known contemporary romance author group. All with very different voices and with books that are neither too hot nor too sweet, they appeal to the average person. Each author is a known best-selling author. The various members of the Authors of Main Street have collected some of the highest awards in the romance genre, and it’s not unusual to see one or more of the names on a coveted top 100 list.
Scattered across the United States and into Canada, twelve of the thirteen authors have bundled together complete holiday books and boxed them as a present to their readers. Christmas on Main Street for 99 cents USD. And for a little extra holiday fun, all thirteen authors have created Holiday Decorating as a FREE book where they share their favorite decorating tip or craft.
BLURBs for boxed set:
Nobody’s Cinderella by Joan Reeves.
Darcy Benton is the oldest cliché in the world--a woman in love with her boss, but she's not a blip on his radar. Until she wishes on a Christmas star. Uh oh! She should have been careful what she wished for!
A Snowy Christmas in Wyoming by E. Ayers
A Native American cowboy with his thirteen-month-old daughter and a national news anchorwoman have nothing in common, except for their pasts, but in this season of giving, will fate reach through time and give the gift of love?
What if...this Christmas by Kelly Rae
Will a marriage proposal be the end of Katie and Chris' forever?
The Christmas Wish by Tori Scot
Merry is a long way from home and missing her family as Christmas approaches, until she falls right into Santa's lap.
Her Christmas Cruise by Mona Risk
The perfect fiancé is a cheater and the fabulous Christmas wedding is off. But the Christmas cruise may fulfill many dreams for Julia and her unexpected companion.
The Christmas Con by Jill James
Two reformed jewel thieves, Robin and Ian, are on the job to retrieve a priceless necklace, but Santa has special plans for a reunion of the ex-lovers.
A Light in the Christmas Cafe by Kristy Tate
A food thief, a haunted house, a matchmaking grandmother and a handsome stranger: Are the apron strings tying Deirdre to her grandmother’s café tangling up her life plans or are they leading her to love?
A Potters Wood Christmas by Leigh Morgan
A plot to steal an ancient artifact in the Bennett’s possession could be the key to opening an even greater prize. Will Cian find family and the spirit of Christmas again?
A Smoky Mountain Christmas by Carol DeVaney
Falling in love wasn’t in Tina’s plans. She’d survived the snowstorm, but could she survive the love of recently divorced Hank Gordon who’s sworn off women?
The Christmas Gift by Pepper Phillips
When an opportunity to make money presents itself, eleven-year-old George faces the biggest decision of his life. Will he become a thief like his father or will he discover the fact that giving, rather than receiving, is the best gift of all?
Small Town Glamour Girl Christmas by Stephanie Queen
Small town girl Julie hates being an Audrey Hepburn look-alike. When the big city man of her dreams comes to town for Christmas will she sell out to model in the city or settle into small town life on his terms?
A Baby for Christmas by Susan R. Hughes
When Ryan opens his home to Paige, a beautiful stranger who happens to be pregnant, will it take a Christmas miracle to make them realize where their hearts truly belong?
Buy Links for Christmas on Main Street:
Amazon International Buyers Link: http://authl.it/B00GCPPALG
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On a quest to make amends for a long-ago indiscretion, Honor unexpectedly discovers the one thing she’s been missing in her life.
Honor Quirk arrives in Ireland excited—and a bit anxious—about meeting up with the estranged family of her late great-grandmother. The welcome from the residents of Robinhill Farm, Dermot and Bryan, is confusing and far from comforting. One is warm, the other aggressive. The outwardly antagonistic Bryan makes it very clear he doesn't want her there, branding her a gold digger.
Dermot, on the other hand, is delighted to meet her.
But Honor is no pushover and stands up to Bryan, letting him know that his bad attitude and trail of baggage have nothing to do with her. Despite their confrontational and hostile relationship, an undeniable attraction to each other creeps insidiously into the house on Robinhill Farm. They both desperately try to stifle the sparks, but living under the same roof makes it impossible. Unable to cope with the turmoil of living with Bryan, Honor runs away, straight into the arms of a charming newfound friend, Sean, who offers her a home—and love.
Shattered, Bryan finally takes control of his irrational belief that all women are evil, and fights to bring back the woman he loves. But is it too late?
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“Em, Honor.” He cleared his throat. “My guess is you’re wonderin’ why it is that I’ve turned up here.”
Her hand, holding a spoonful of porridge, was midway from the bowl to her mouth. “Course I am. Surely it’s not just a coincidence.” She hadn’t meant her words to come out all snarky, but they did. She’d grown accustomed to the verbal battles with Bryan, and now it was second nature for her to be ready with a barbed retort even when, on rare occasions such as this, there was no need. “Sorry…I didn’t sleep well.”
She felt foolish and lowered her eyes.
“Ah, I don’t blame ye for hatin’ me. I’ve been a total jerk.” He reached out and placed his hand on hers. “I’ve come here to…apologize. I’m truly sorry for the way I’ve behaved.”
She felt her eyes widen as she looked at him, and something about the tone in his voice made her heart melt—just a fraction—well, maybe just soften slightly. Here he was, her nemesis, her enemy, her cousin who was always so…angry. And he was apologizing? For some ludicrous reason, a surge of affection for this grizzly, difficult man, washed through her.
“No!” He squeezed her hand. “I’ve been bullish and horrible, and here you are still mourning the recent loss of your Nan. I’ve been a right bastard, Honor, and I’m very sorry.”
That was it. Suddenly her eyes misted over, and she blinked, hoping he hadn’t noticed her unbidden show of emotion. The flame of embarrassment heated up her cheeks. For a moment she thought this man before her must be an imposter. It didn’t even sound like Bryan. This man’s voice was warm and—dare she say—kind.
A laugh, one that sounded like a mixture of a blub and a laugh, burst out from her. Shocked, she didn’t know what to say. “OK, whoever you are. What have you done with the real Bryan?”
His face transformed into that of a handsome man, and the smile that lit up his eyes adorned his mouth as he tilted his head slightly to one side. “Indeed, it is I, your ladyship, humbly begging your forgiveness.”
About Noelle Clark Noelle Clark is an Australian author of contemporary romance and historical novels. Her books weave romance, intrigue, and adventure into colourful and often exotic locations around the world. Widely travelled, Noelle uses real life experience of places, culture, and people, as a backdrop to her stories, giving the reader an authentic taste of the location. Her novels feature strong, mature, heroines and heroes, who—often without knowing it—are ready for new beginnings.
She lives close to the sea and shares her home with two cats and two dogs. She has two grown up children, and five very small grandchildren. When Noelle's not writing and travelling, she plays guitar, tends her vegetable garden, enjoys the company of family and friends, and—of course—reading.
Happy Wednesday, booklovers!
It's time for our weekly chat about books and the writing life. Our guest today is Rachael Kosinski, the author of our featured book, The Christmas Lights.
Welcome, Rachael! How do you take your coffee?
RACHAEL: As dark as I can find, with just milk or maybe with creamer. It has to be strong. I’m a college student, so it’s really all about what’s on hand. I have enough money for Starbucks? Awesome! Hand me something complicated. But usually I make it in my dorm, in a white tin mug with the phrase “Keep Calm and Carry On” emblazoned across the front in red. It looks small but actually holds about three cups.
Ally: My magic pot will have no problem with that request. Besides being a student, tell us something about yourself.
Bio: Rachael Kosinski decided at a very young age that, if she never became a writer, she would simply die. Seven years later, she now possesses a quirky knowledge of world mythology, an addiction to coffee, and a penchant for making overly expressive faces at her laptop. On any given day she can sit atop Westminster palace alongside a thief as he listens to a crown princess spin fairytales, or scour an Egyptian temple for hidden chambers laid by Ancient Greeks, or wander Europe with a boy as he tries to gather enough wealth to marry his betrothed. She can cry, rage, laugh and scheme in front of her laptop for hours as long as coffee is at her side—and she wouldn’t want it any other way.
Something unique not in my bio? I am extremely uncoordinated: there’s a scar on my knee from when I tripped over a puddle and sliced up my jeans, I stumbled over a shadow once because I thought it was my dog…if you can picture someone falling shamefully, that’s me. J
She can found playing with gifs or writing about her books at http://the-doodling-booktease.tumblr.com OR email her at firstname.lastname@example.org . Also she has an Instagram: rachael4elizabeth.
Ally: Now that we have our coffee and have read your bio, I'd love to hear what type of books you write.
RACHAEL: All the stories I’ve written have had some kind of adventure involved. In The Christmas Lights, Louis has to travel all across Europe and figure out how to make enough money to please Emmy’s father. There’s a ticking clock somewhere and various objectives to achieve. However, there’s always some sort of relationship happening in the background. Louis is only running around Europe because he loves Emmy so much he can’t bear the thought of not being with her. If their love wasn’t so strong, he might just say, “Eh, I don’t need to marry her that badly.” But the thought doesn’t even cross his mind. I like books where there is a romance, but it’s not the sole focus. I guess that’s kind of the way I write. People have friendships tested or strengthened, people get together; but it’s not the only thing happening. I just can’t keep my attention when the sole thing going on in a story is, “Oh, does he/she love me?”
Ally: If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?
RACHAEL: I’m going to be really corny and say right where I am now. Well, not exactly where I am; I don’t want to live in a dorm for the rest of my life. I mean near my family. That might mean New York City, it might mean Boston—but definitely the East Coast of the US. I’m nineteen and I FaceTime my family every night to talk to them. On the other hand, I’m also dying of wanderlust. Paris, London, Dublin—they’re all on the wish list. I want to go all over the world, but I don’t want to live permanently anywhere else.
Ally: After the first draft, how much revision do you do before it goes to your editor? Do you have specific things you look for in self-editing?
RACHAEL: Hmm. Well, it depends on the book. The Christmas Lights is a novella, so it’s like a novel but half the size, which means less stuff to sift through. It was originally just a 2012 Christmas gift for my mom, and last Christmas I submitted it to a few publishers on a whim. In that case, I wrote it within four weeks and the super original copy—the printed one tied up with red ribbon that my mom has on her dresser—has a few spelling typos. When I got my first round of edits back from Nicole Zoltack (my editor from MuseItUp), it was more about varying the sentence structure in some paragraphs, or context issues. My novella is told in the first person and Louis is nearly blind. Once, I had him describe a door in perfect detail. Nicole gently reminded me that there was no way he could be descriptive like that. As for self-editing, I look at my sentence structure a lot. I also can’t tell you how many times I’ve tried to type “definitely” and had it autocorrected to “defiantly.” That makes the story gets a little weird sometimes!
Ally: Tell us about your next writing project: title, genre, tagline. Maybe why you chose it. Whatever you'd like to reveal.
RACHAEL: Ooooohhhh. Well, there’s this novel. A NOVEL, big and complex. It’s my pet project, and I’ve loved it and cried over it and even gave up writing once because of it. It’s titled Serpents and Flame. This story developed one day in the summer before ninth grade (yeah, this baby’s been in the works a long time), when my hair was all snarled from a shower. I must have been reading Greek mythology at the time, because the first thought that occurred to me was, "If this hurts me, imagine using a comb when you have snakes for hair!" The thought stayed in my mind for the rest of the day. What IF you had snakes for hair nowadays? How would you deal with that? That was truly the first time an idea came to me and wouldn’t let me go. The character of Celeste, daughter of one of the Gorgons and half mortal, came about. She’s easily grumpy and self-conscious but adventurous too. I figured a girl with snakes for hair nowadays would have quite a few problems, and, well, she’d have to have someone to help her, right? Then the idea of Andro (whose name changed QUITE a few times from the earliest MS until now), the purple-haired grandson of a god with a primal goddess for a best friend followed. Their story is the one I’d like the world to see next.
Ally: Let's finish up with a few quick answer questions:
- a. favorite kind of cake: No. Not cake. I’m not a big cake fan. Brownies! Cheesecake swirl brownies!
- b. last book or movie that made you cry: Alias Hook by Lisa Jensen. It was actually really hard to get into, but then I did and the ending stole a tear or two. You end up rooting really hard for Captain Hook.
- c. your typical breakfast: Aw, uh, okay. I’m that terrible college cliché where I don’t eat until noon most days. And that’s bad. NOBODY FOLLOW MY EXAMPLE. It’s not even that I roll out of bed late; I’m up by 7:15 or 8:30; I just have classes and no time. However, on a good day I’ll eat breakfast at around 10 am, and that’ll be an omelet loaded with ham, tomato, onion, mushrooms, peppers—the good stuff, mixed with home fries.
- d. an item on your bucket list: Go to Dublin! Ireland calls my name. If I get to explore ruined castles and sprint across the moor, I’ll die a happy girl. All the green, the pub music, tweed, and sheep fields…I’m a total dork about Ireland.
- e. favorite hobby: Drawing, definitely. There’s this thing on social media right now called Inktober, where you make an ink drawing for every day of the month. I’ve actually kept up with it too; it forces you to create new characters or find good references every day, and my style’s gotten stronger because of it. It’s also really cool to see how other people do ink. But, yeah. Drawing. I sketch, watercolor, use pens. It’s extremely relaxing after doing work all day.
Ally: Thanks so much for visiting with me, Rachael! Before you get away, let's take a look at your historical Christmas novella...
“Where do Christmas lights come from?”
The tiny bulbs of color that burn on a Christmas tree, or outside a house to shine in the night; does anyone really know where they originate? What if someone told you they weren’t intended for Christmas at all, but really for a miracle? That they were for love, a desperate idea, to light a boy’s way home?
In that case, you must have some questions. What boy? What love?
In that case, allow me to tell you a story.
“No.” Emmy covered her mouth with a hand. “No, you aren’t going to London. How could you? No one loves you there. No one knows you there…”
Your father seems to think it is my home country.
“Emmy. Emmy Emmy Emmy.” I held her close, stroking her hair. “I don’t plan to work there.”
She sat back. “What?”
“I’ve heard Mr. Godfrey talk about them. A London factory is the last place I should work. Your father means well, but I can’t do that. They wouldn’t take a blind boy.”
“Wh—where will you go, then? How on earth will you make money?”
“I have family in Paris. Mother says they have wine vineyards. I’ll work for them.”
“That…” Emmy’s fingers traced the veins on the back of my hand. “That’s much safer.” She was silent for the longest time. “You’ll be safe? And come home quickly?”
I pulled her hands away and stood, playing with the ring on her finger. “I will. I love you.”
“Emmy. I don’t have a choice. You want to marry me, don’t you?”
“Of course I do. But, Louis…”
“How long will you be gone?”
How long? How long to board a ship, to find a place I’d only heard about, to earn and save an impossible amount of money? How long, indeed.
I set my expression. “I’ll be home by Christmas.”
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Kingdom of Cymmera Book One Betrayal lies cloaked in shadow. Seventeen year old Ryleigh Donnovan is certain her life is cursed. Nothing ever goes smoothly, and her first job interview is no exception. An earthquake rocks the building, sending Ryleigh on a frantic search for her younger sister, a search which lands her in the hospital. Terrified they’ll push her for answers she can’t afford to give, Ryleigh flees with a mysterious stranger.
Jackson Maynard is about to be ordained as a Death Dealer, a warrior for the Kingdom of Cymmera, but first he must pass one more test. When he fails to acquire the human girl the prophet has chosen, he’s forced to stand trial for treason. Banished from his realm, he seeks out the girl from the vision, Ryleigh Donnovan, and together they embark on a journey to save his dying kingdom.
Buy Links: Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Reluctant-Prince-Kingdom-Cymmera-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B00NJ0VL56 Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/relucant-prince-dani-lyn-alexander/1120501565?ean=9781616505905
Excerpt: Jackson clutched the stone wall of his chamber and gasped for air. What had just happened? He had returned to Cymmera, of that he was certain, but how? He hadn’t accessed the gateway. At least he didn’t remember opening it. A vision of her assailed him, beat at him, reminded him that he’d failed.
Oh, man. He was in trouble. He pushed away from the wall.
Images of his target taunted him.
He shoved a chair aside and tore through the pictures scattered across the table in a desperate search for salvation. There. He pulled the shot from the mess but found only condemnation. The long blond hair flowing behind her in the snapshot had not been visible to him, but there was no mistaking the deep blue of her eyes.
The pounding of a fist against the heavy wood door released him from whatever spell she’d cast.
“Jackson.” Another loud thud punctuated his name.
He struggled to get his bearings, tried to slow the racing of his heart. “Yeah, one minute.”
“Now. Your father wants to see you, immediately.”
Kai, his father’s most trusted warrior. He was in more trouble than he’d originally thought. Was it possible the king would sentence him to death for ignoring a direct order? Surely not without offering him a fair trial, or at least granting him the opportunity to explain. But what could he say? What explanation could there be for failing to deliver the girl? None.
“I won’t knock again.” The warrior would soon break down the door and drag him before the throne.
He crumpled the offending photo, the evidence of his disgrace, into a ball. Instead of tossing it in the trash as he’d intended, he shoved it into the small leather satchel he wore at his waist. With a deep breath, he released the latch and pulled open the door.
“Come.” Kai turned his back on him and strode purposefully down the corridor, their footfalls echoing through the silence of accusation.
The thought of escape taunted him, but he would never make it out of the castle. He had only recently completed his warrior training under Kai’s watch and would be no match for the seasoned soldier. Besides, Kai was a stickler for the rules. If he tried to run, the warrior would surely take him down, protégé or not.
Dani-Lyn Alexander lives on Long Island with her husband, three kids and three dogs. She loves spending time with her family, at the beach, the playground, or just about anywhere. In her spare time, which is rare, she enjoys reading and shopping—especially in book stores. Some of her favorite things include; Bernese Mountain Dogs, musicals, bubble baths and soft blankets. She’s an incurable insomniac and has an addiction to chocolate. Social Media:
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Are you in the deep freeze like most of us in the US Midwest? Grab a hot toddy and cozy up with a little woo-woo and a "murderless" mystery...
The Mae Martin psychic mystery series No murder, just mystery.
This unique series blends multiple genres. The Outlaw Women, the free short story that’s a prequel the series, is a mystical paranormal tale. The Calling has been reviewed as realistic fiction with paranormal elements. It’s a mystery in the sense of finding out secrets, centering around Mae’s challenges in her family, town and friendships as she discovers and explores her psychic gift. In Shaman’s Blues—which earned a B.R.A.G. Medallion—Mae tries to locate missing people in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and to understand a puzzling death in the past. The real mystery in this book is a person, a man with layers of hidden truths. Snake Face, released Nov. 1, blends paranormal, mystery, romance, and suspense.
The third Mae Martin Psychic Mystery
Trying to revive his career, singer Jamie Ellerbee is on his first tour. Mae Martin is venturing into her first relationship since her divorce. Bad judgment and worse luck force Jamie to ask for Mae’s psychic aid. His unrequited love for her makes it an awkward request, but she can’t refuse to help a friend. The more she looks into the problem, the more frightening it becomes and the wider its web expands—not only into Jamie’s past, but also a bad-boy celebrity’s private life, and even her new boyfriend’s history.
Amber Foxx writes the mystery series featuring healer and psychic Mae Martin. Amber’s professional training and academic studies in various fields of complementary and alternative medicine, as well as her personal experience and travels, bring authenticity to her work. She has worked professionally in theater and dance, fitness, and academia. In her free time she enjoys music, dancing, art, running and yoga. She divides her time between the southeast and the southwest, but Truth or Consequences, New Mexico is home.
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Good Morning, booklovers!
Our guest for today's Coffee Chat is unavailable, but since you're already here, I thought we'd play a quick word game. Grab your coffee or tea or whatever beverage is your preference, and put on your thinking cap...
What's a six letter word for a person who writes a book? No proper names please. That's called cheating. :)
Ready, set, go...
Okay, I have seven.
Author, writer, teller, reader, editor, scribe, critic.
How'd you do? Did you discover more? If so, tell us about them in the comments.
So, what's the point, you ask? I'm not sure there is one. :) But look at my list and how closely it reflects the many hats an author wears in producing a single book.
We don't just put words on paper like a scribe. We tell a story, then critique it, revise, rewrite, and edit long before it get into the hands of another professional. Yet it all comes back to that fourth word: reader. We all began as readers of someone else's work, and every author I know is still an avid reader today.
There is a National Reading Day, a World Reading Day, a Read Across America Day, and probably many more in the US and other countries too numerous to mention here. But everyday should be a worldwide reading day. Ray Bradbury said it best, "There are worst things than burning books. One of them is not reading them."
When you leave this blog, do yourself a favor - find a good book. Any genre that appeals to you, any author—maybe try a new one—and enjoy the journey through a world the author created just for you. You'll have a wonderful time...and I guarantee it will make your day!
Wild Fire is Here!
You're Invited to join me in celebrating my new release.
There are two different parties going on!
The first one starts right here...
Writers always talk about characters in their books, but settings are almost as important, and they play a huge role in the Guardian Witch series. Wild Fire is no exception, and this weekend blog tour focuses on several settings that are the backdrop for key events in the book. In fact, I think they're so important that I'm running a special contest.
If you collect the names and numbers of all ten (10) settings, you could win your choice of three ebooks in the series (including this latest release) or a $15.00 Amazon gift certificate. It's easy to do. Here are the rules.
NOTE: A setting may appear on more than one blog, so be sure you have 10 different settings before turning in your entry.
Visit the blogs on this list -- or enough to collect all ten settings and read the two excerpts-- then email me at email@example.com by 9:00 a.m. November 10, 2014 EST with your completed list. You will automatically be entered in a random drawing (2 winners).
Here is the list of participating blogs:
Tina Gayle (A second link on Tina's blog will go live on Nov. 9 with another excerpt: click here)
More Fun: Those of you who read this before 6:00 - 10:00 p.m. EST on November 7, are invited to join us at the official Facebook release party (https://www.facebook.com/events/314795258698003/) for games and prizes, including books, swag and more gift certificates!!
Book Blurb, Trailer and Beginning Lines:
A vision. A lost talisman. A dangerous journey through time...
A month after their bonding, Ari and Andreas are still adjusting to married life when they learn the hard way that the O-Seven, the terrifying and brutal vampire elders, still have them in their sights. A three million dollar bounty hangs over each of their heads, and there’s no lack of assassins eager to collect.
When the local seer has a terrifying vision of the destruction of Riverdale, it’s up to Ari—as usual—to keep everyone safe. Only this time, an enemy from the past has bound her fire powers, and the city’s string of arsons seems connected.
Daron, the vampire prince in Toronto, has information that two of the vampire elders are on their way to Riverdale. Which can’t be good. Only a risky and unprecedented journey through time can provide the help they need. But that will leave Andreas to face the O-Seven alone...
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Needlelike streams of magical energy—one pale blue, the other a shimmering green—arced upward through the cave’s darkness. Their glow reflected off stalactites, hanging from the rocky ceiling like boney fingers. The magics curved gracefully toward one another, guided by the man and woman standing below. At the moment of contact, a violent explosion shook the Chamber of Ages. Sparks shot down the magical trails. His wand flew into the air and dropped to clatter against one of the limestone projections on the floor.
“Ouch!” Ari shook her hands and danced away, causing the protective charms on her bracelet to jingle. Maybe she should consider using a wand. “That stung.”
Andreas swore again, softly this time, staring at the puff of smoke. An acrid hint of sulphur marked the area of magical collision. “I am certain that was not supposed to happen."
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