Weekend Warriors 6/30/2013

An excerpt for Seer…coming soon.
Newly designated queen, Mirandra prepares to meet a gypsy prince:

The smile that crept upon Mirandra’s lips held the sarcasm of a life time of demeaning abuse from people similar to those that greeted her with such profound respect. Mirandra held out her hand, palm downward to the northern dignitary. Men from the north appeared to be very attractive and this one was stunning, like a heroic knight in white leather and a flowing fur cloak. The queen felt herself wince against the reflected light of the man’s clothing. No doubt it was camouflage in snow, but here in the court it stung the eyes.

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A Little Gossip!

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Excerpt from Seer- A little gossip to whet the appetite…

When the Seer awoke inside Castle Kareth, the area was a hum with the chatter of servants. She had been carried to the rooms reserved for menial laborers and scullery maids and placed on a rough pallet… by Duke Baben’s orders. Her fine silk dress was snagged and covered by straw, and her hair was tangled from restless slumber. No one had regarded her as important enough to warrant calling the wizard to attend her health. Three women sat sewing in the small area, heads bobbing, chairs rocking and tongues wagging. Mirandra sat up and coughed, listening to the gossip spilling out around her.

“I heard they ran off to Mapara. The princess was in love with him,” one woman who was pulling a needle through an embroidery hoop sat chattering.

She was answered by another of her companions, “I thought she was to marry that king and bring us better food. I’m all for that,” the second woman gave a broad smile revealing a pink hole devoid of teeth.

“Nah! If it’s for us, it’ll never happen,” a chortling laugh exploded from across the room. “Don’t get your hopes up. The heart is gone from Kareth. Aint no one here gonna care what happens to us…”

“Looks like Her Majesty’s awake,” the first girl nodded her head toward Mirandra as the Seer straightened her gown. The three servants stared at her. “So what happened to you, Sweetie? Where do you belong? Haven’t seen you here and your clothes are too nice to be in this part of the castle. The duke brought you here himself, he did.”

Mirandra smiled at the expectant faces. They were interested in any juicy tidbit she might throw, like lions after meat. “What happened? Who’s in love with the princess?” Mirandra laughed indicating that she had been eavesdropping.

“Why the duke is. The two of them ran away together. They were both gone this morning,” the toothless maid gifted the Seer with a wide grin. “And the royal bed looked like it had quite a roll.”

“Hattie! Hush!” The other girl responded surprised her friend would speak so freely in front of a stranger.

“It’s all right,” Mirandra rubbed her forehead. “I’m no one important,” she returned the smile. “I was just here to care for the princess’s cat.”

“I told you she was the Seer,” one of them barked and slid her chair backwards slightly. Apprehension filled the space between them.

Weekend Warriors 6/16/13

An excerpt from Seer-book 2 the Chronicles of Marithe. Lase, the demon male, examines his current situation. He lives beside his heart’s desire, but he can not have her:

The demon had become talented in methods of discouraging suitors. The man who took Mirandra from him would need to be special, worthy in his estimation of the word ‘prince.’ Lase intended to be very certain that she would be happy. Glahee law dictated that males must remain faithful to their wives, in theory if not practice. Lase would see to it that her future husband would treat her like a queen…and that he would be faithful until death. The thoughts of her in another man’s arms stirred anguish deep within his soul. He sighed as he prepared another cup of Baya and watched his beloved ready herself for the day. Lase refused to allow the evil within him to touch Mirandra’s life. He choked back his tears. Demons do not cry.

 

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Teaser for Seer! The Plot thickens!

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I BELIEVE IN DRAGONS……
I struggled with what to tell you about this story and vast landscape. Beyond a doubt, I simplified the plot to a bare minimum. For someone who loves complex arenas, this was not an easy task…——

The world of Marithe is back! The story of a young gamer named Xavier is woven into a plot of denial, betrayal and intrigue. He lives a double life running from those who would use him and searching for unencumbered love. Demons and gypsies fill the game panorama entangling Xavier in a disaster that could destroy the dragon race and profoundly change his world….

Seer will be released soon. I will be doing a cover reveal this month. I hope you are looking forward to this as much as I am.

A link to Seer on Good Reads- http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17976031-seer?auto_login_attempted=true

——Dragon courtesy of fanpop.com

The Dark Home

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As Talander’s eyes adjusted to the blackness of the lava tunnel, Bleak led him down the corridor from the point of their entry with a firm grip on his arm. If the dragon had wanted to bolt, it would have been impossible. Talander’s assistance as a healer was requested, and an oath he had taken long ago prevented his running. A dragon’s oath was binding under any circumstances and his services as healer did not discriminate by race.
The demon wizard’s home fulfilled Talander’s expectations. It was hot, dark, and he could smell a subtlety sulfurous order in the air. The great wizard kept his opinions to himself as they entered a birth chamber. He wondered if he would have survived the trip had he been human—being dragon-kind in human form had some small advantages.

Weekend Warriors 5/26/13

Xavier has gone to find his beloved princess…

“It’s Sert,” She finally managed to whisper between gasps, “My brother is dead.” Margo’s voice echoed her pain.
Xavier felt like he was hit by an arrow to the heart. His gut wrenched, his vision swirled and his knees felt weak as he reached out to Margo. Gently grasping her shoulder, he pulled her tightly into an embrace allowing her to cry into his strong shoulder. Xavier lifted Margo’s face to his with a forefinger under her chin and softly kissed her cheek. In that moment her vulnerability made him melt. He had for so long wanted to hold the princess, but not like this, not in grief. The knight stifled his own tears.

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Seer 5/23/13

Seer, Book 2 of the Chronicles of Marithe, is written and edited. I am in the process of choosing a cover and will be soon listing it on Good Reads as a pre-release.
I am considering several options for the art and will be posting them on a facebook event to gather your opinions.

This is a story that stands well alone or in company with the first book of the series— again exploring a dual reality. The title is rife with shape shifting dragons, kings, heroes and villains and is a story near to my heart.
An underlying theme of betrayal and prejudice is threaded through the mesmerizing tale of a gipsy queen. I hope that you will join me as I trace the steps in preparation for the release of Seer.