What had she done? Water slapped gently on the sides of Fairy Child. Morning sunshine filtered in through the skylight. This boat was all she had to show for the past four years. They couldn’…
Book three in the Arthurian Science Fantasy Shadow series. Isn’t it a wonderful cover! Does happy dance!
Wonderful review for Darkspire Reaches!
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Raven can feel the call of the wyvern, even sheltered deep within the woods where she and Margie, an alchemist and botanical healer, live. As a baby Margie rescued Raven from being a sacrifice to the beast, hiding her away. The wyvern seeks her still. Unwilling to surrender that which was his, it will not rest until it has torn her to shreds, or so she was led to believe. Winter is coming, and with a new law passed outlawing magic and sentencing those who practice such crafts to death it seems those who make their living by potion and scrying are set to starve. With no other choice Raven and Margie are forced upon a journey, one where the true nature of all shall be revealed.
I picked up Darkspire Reaches because I was really craving a good…
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He sat up. “What sort of boat is it?” “Fairy Child is a converted fishing boat. She is ocean going with sails and also an engine. “Fairy Child is Ella in the Gaelic tongue.” Mordred sat up and stre…
Wow, my cup runneth over. Now I am totally spinney. This is what makes all the work and the hours worth it. 5.0 out of 5 stars Brilliant! By Amazon Customer on September 22, 2016 Format: Kindle Edi…
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“Mistress Ella, canst thee make this chariot stop?” They hadn’t gotten more than five miles beyond the police cordon. What was he thinking? “It’s too soon to stop. If you want to get away, we…
“Forgotten were the hollow hills By those who banished fae Until came the clash of wills with others from the afar” Come the battles Come the killing Come away, come away “Awakene…
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“Hush now, I don’t make war on maidens. There is nothing for thee to fear from me.” Encased in his arms, Ella trembled. He was a lunatic, a dangerous madman. Dangerous, the report said. What …
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