The idea came to some of us as we sat around the communal Bonfire. We wanted to find a way share our stories and support others at the same time. So this is our holiday celebration for the New Year.
Authors: post a blurb with your buy links & website in the comments section below.
Readers & I understand when you keep your excerpt at the PG-level.
As your Host for this little niche of the 'net, I will post here.
 |
| (novel is actually rated R) |
From Concentric Circles
Shrouded in the mists of Avalon is a hidden legacy. Enter this in-between realm and discover; danger, love and new magic.
This excerpt is from chapter three: Magickal Bonds: Intertwined Souls
Shayla leaned into Meekal, increasing the feeling of belonging.
“Can you hear it?” he asked, rubbing his chin in her hair.
“What?”
“The sunset.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Shh. There’s still time. Focus on the sun’s orb, and then close your eyes. Let the earth’s song guide your inner vision to see the sunset. You’ve been attuned, so now you’ll hear it. The ancient Celts referred to the earth’s beautiful music as Òran Mór. No human has ever created anything to compare to it because it’s the combined synergy of every living creature, earth breath and ocean wave.”
She stilled, lashes resting against windswept cheeks. A slow lift at the corners of her mouth was the only indication she heard. Meekal allowed his heart to soar, meeting hers above the earth, joining in the song.
A gentle breath escaped her as the last curvature of the golden orb slipped past the horizon. Her stomach growled.
His laughter answered. “Let’s get some supper.”
A smile lit her face as she turned and leaned in for a brief kiss. “Sounds like a delicious idea. I’m famished.”
“Then so be it, but first,” he said backing up a step, and giving a slight bow. “May I have this dance?”
“Dance?”
“Aye. How did you expect to get down to earth?” He took a dancer’s stance, foot tapping the air, and hand waiting for her to step into his space in acceptance of his offer. “Shall it be a one, two, three waltz or a boogying swing dance?”
“One, two, three,” Shayla answered, entwining their fingers.
The Earth’s song carried them downward as they spun to the rhythm heard by few.
“Are you always this romantic?”
“Only for you, my love,” Meekal answered, as they stepped out of the Tower.
* * * * * * * * *
Amazon Kindle: Concentric Circles (Shayla's story)
Claire: the Lost Fae ~ Available Now
Wyndy: in a Heartbeat ~ Short Story [here]
Peace & Love be with you always.
~ Aithne Jarretta
