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Hello, everyone! It has been a while since I posted an update about my writing. So here is a little teaser excerpt from my series on Channillo. If you want to check out the rest, then please follow the  link  here. Happy Reading! ********** With a sudden jerk, Thayne brought his horse around and grabbed the back of her head. Wrapping his fingers around her thick hair, he pulled her face an inch away from his own and held her there. His sudden closeness was a shock to her system, for he had been very careful to keep his distance up until this point. She was bound and helpless again, completely at his mercy. The searing anger in his eyes burned her and the controlled fury in his taught muscles frightened her, but somehow she could only register his nearness and the pounding of her heart.

I am posting to announce more chapter updates on Channillo! I added another viewpoint. Allow me to introduce you to the noble.           ************************** Natalie Stuart watched grimly as the stone encasing closed over her father’s face. She glanced surreptitiously at the unwelcome guest who had arrived just before the burial ceremony began. King Loren stood to her left with a solemn expression, his shoulder-length brown hair held back by the circlet of gold around his head. His immaculate beard hid most of his face from view, but his hazel eyes seemed soft and sad. He had come regaled in splendid gold and deep purple, looking every bit the king of a flourishing country. As she watched him, Nat felt only contempt and wondered who he’d hired to poison her father. She did not doubt for a moment that he was behind the murder. King Loren needed the emperor too much to allow one resistant voice to destroy his hopes of winning the war. With d...

Greetings! I am blogging to announce another chapter update on Channillo. Enjoy the free sample below! ************************************** Thayne’s eyes shone white and a strange pattern appeared on his skin as he purposefully opened his fingers. Eric’s body split apart with that single gesture. The boy screamed only a second before Thayne closed his hand and his nephew fell to the ground whole again. “It was worse for her,” Thayne growled as Eric shook violently and vomited in the dirt. “Be grateful I held you in stasis.”  When The Knight turned toward her, she flinched. Forget the guild. This man was more dangerous than any of them combined. He seemed sad again as he examined her expression. “Go lay down on my cot,” he said softly. “You’ll need to rest before you feel well again.” ************************************** Thank you for reading my sample! If you are interested in more, then please find me here  on Channillo. Happy Reading! ...

It seems there are not enough hours in the day to feed my writing obsession the way it needs to be fed. Rest assured that progress is being made, though my other roles in life give me even less time to work. I am posting an update, however. I am on the final chapters of A Story For Ireland. I know it has been years, but I needed to adjust to my role as a mother. That was a pretty massive adjustment. Before motherhood, I was able to write a book in a year. I am back on the horse and ready to proceed, though, so I will FINALLY have A Story For Ireland out by the end of this year. I am also very excited about my new fantasy series, The Chronicles Of Arith.  I am currently posting it exclusively on Channillo, but it may also make an appearance on KDP. The short story,   Tania Of Acona , has become a book titled Assassin: The Chronicles Of Arith . I hope it is enjoyed by others as much as I enjoyed writing it. Here is the most recent excerpt and a link: They had reached the e...

I recently hit that most dreaded milestone of womankind.... thirty. Now that I'm officially 'grown', I find myself wondering what sort of standard for success I'm supposed to have met by now. I'm sure I am not the only person to ever wonder about this, but allow me to throw my small pebble into the proverbial ocean of opinions on reaching the official age of adulthood. What should you have accomplished by thirty that enables you to say you deserve the number? In my experience, society demands a good education, a career, a nice car, a mortgage, a successful marriage, a few kids, and a retirement plan. You need to be comfortable financially and cooly able to handle everything that comes in your path. Oh, if only everyone were able to attain the perfect ideal. Unfortunately, we are human beings. And human beings are messy.  Very, very messy. That's just life and that's okay. If no-one has ever told you that its okay if you aren't perfectly successful ...

Recognizing the screams from her nightmares, Tania tried to pull away. Desperately, she realized it was impossible as some iron force pushed her into the past.   Grass-hewn huts burst into flame as an incandescent toddler cries and runs toward twisted men in bloody armor. His small arms lift for comfort and help, but they slay him instead. Tania screams and tries to look away, crawling through mud under a stunning star-strewn sky. She is the only inhabitant of the village who does not glow in the dark, but her mother… she cannot leave her mother to these monsters. Thank you for your interest in Tania Of Acona! Please click  here  to follow me on Channillo. Happy Reading!

Thayne finished setting camp, and then turned to face her with hard eyes. She tensed as though to flee, but the rope was still holding her captive. The rough hemp gleamed with her blood, but her wrists were no longer injured. Whatever prayers he had recited were incredibly effective. “So, Hanaldi,” he began as he warily knelt in front of her, “are you ready to be civil?” Thank you for your interest! Follow my story  here  on Channillo for more! Happy Reading!