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Hi Everyone, I hope you are enjoying the story so far... CHAPTER SIX STONE Vira-na-Nog Province  1000 Sunday Ultan reared up almost unseating me, at the edge of the Mellow Marsh. The area stank of stagnant water and dead things, and my horse was more particular to oatmeal and a warm stables. Patting him I whispered words of comfort, and he neighed lowly, growing a little less skittish.  Dismounting, I found a fallen tree and tied his reins to it. The rank smell of the Marsh, made my stomach turn. I drew out one of my satin handkerchiefs and secured it over my nose and mouth. Breathing a little easier, I studied the patches of dark brown rot, mixed with convulsing mud that made up the marshland.  I wished I didn’t have to do this, but there was no other way. Oake’s Crossing was the shortest distance across the marsh in Vira Na Nog Province. If I wanted to get to the Willow Witch and be back by dusk I had to cross it. Remembering Granna’s words when s...

Hi Everyone the saga continues...here is Chapter Five Chapter Five Lindy Venzu Village – 1000 ‘She can’t be on the “Task Force”! She hasn’t even completed her final trial through the Magic Cave.’ I woke up to people shouting all around me. Dazed, I blinked until my vision became clearer. The room I lay in was circular and a musky smell drifted through the air. Trying to identify the odour, I looked around but my brain and eyes were out of sync. The couch I lay on was warm and soft, and my feet were raised on something. Trying to sit up, I noticed Dillon. My feet were on his lap, and he was gazing at me with an intense look. ‘Hey there sleeping beauty. Lay back down. You hit your head pretty hard, when you blacked out,’ Dillon said. He gently pushed me back down. A circle of people stood nearby and were arguing about something. I recognised Maxwell, Genevieve and Thomas but the other two were in robes, and had their backs to me. ‘Maxwell! You have to ...

CHAPTER FOUR STONE Vira-na-Nog Province   0800 Sunday ‘What do you mean? They have just disappeared’ my father’s voice boomed so loudly out of the library, that the crystal chandelier's in the hallway shook in protest. Not wanting to disturb an important meeting, I hovered at the threshold, but stole a glance inside the library. Father and General Casey were at the far end, standing in the King’s favourite alcove. The fire was already lit, an indicator that I was not the only early riser this morning. Father must have gotten up before dawn. General Casey was cool as an iceberg in his pale-blue Guards uniform, which contrast with father’s fire-red morning jacket, and his smoldering gaze. An image of fire lashing at ice drifted through my mind, as I watched them argue.   ‘We sent out four scouts two days ago. By dawn today they had covered all quadrants of the Shire, but there are still no new signs of them,’General Casey said. ‘So, you are telling me...

Hi Everyone...I hope you have been enjoying the book so far. Here is Chapter Three. Chapter Three Lindy Venzu Village - 0830 The Town Hall was filled to its seams by the time Jacob and I got there. Women and children sat side by side on ancient wooden benches, and men stood along the sides, and back of the hall, spilling out through the open mahogany doors. All eyes were on Maxwell the Village Mayor/ Head Witch, as he took to the stage and placed a scroll on the pulpit. He had dark bags under his eyes, and his usually pristine clothes were smudged with dirt. He looked down at the village elders as they took their seats, a grim expression on his face. Fear permeated through the air making the meeting hall smell musky and thick with panic. Chemmis had been in peace for centuries and the warning bell was an omen that things were about to change. This made me think of my recent visions and how odd they have been. I chewed nervously at my thumb. This meeting couldn’t be related...

Hi Everyone, I hope you have enjoyed my last chapter. Here is chapter two... Chapter Two Stone Vira-na-Nog Province 0400 Sunday The slap to my face stunned me awake. I rolled over to my right, a move I perfected in defence class, and grabbed the jeweled dagger under my pillow. I was on my feet, before the next blow made an arc in the air. The smell of jasmine filled my lungs as I drew a deep breathe, ready for a fight. ‘That was the second slap, by the way,’ a sweet feminine voice announced. I froze, it couldn’t be. ‘Granna?’ I asked. ‘Yes, of course it is me. Who did you think it was?’she replied. I relaxed my stance. My grandmother was not your usual run-in-the-mill queen-mother, but I still never expected her to wake me up with a clout. My cheek stung like I had been bitten by a swarm of hornets. Lowering myself onto the bed, I held the cool silk sheet to my burning cheek. ‘An assassin…or a burglar maybe? I wouldn’t have expected my elegant gra...

Hi Everyone. Here is Chapter One of my novel... Chapter 1            Lindy Chemmis – 0800 – Monday I only noticed the door in-front of me, when I walked SMACK, into it. ‘Oowwh!’ I cried, and rubbed my injured nose. This was the second time in two days that I blacked out and ended up in a strange place. My premonitions were beginning to make life difficult. It was bad enough being a teenage witch on the floating Island of Chemmis, 50, 000ft above Earth, with no good clothes and makeup. Now to make matters worse, I was sleep-walking during the day, and doing the most embarrassing things, that people only did in their nightmares. Like walking through the Magic-Mart at 4am in my Pj’s. Trudging back to the kitchenette, I opened the fridge and grabbed a bag of frozen peas. I layed it gingerly on my aching nose. The cold bag stung my skin, but eased the pain. Just as I leaned against the kitchen counter, my brother appeared a...

Hi Everyone, I have finally completed the first draft of my young adult fantasy novel. As you all have been such great readers, and have given me valuable feedback on my non-fiction stories, I thought it would be a good idea to publish the chapters on my blog, much like a series, and get you feedback before sending it off to publishers. So here it is a little piece of my soul, my book Awake. Awake “The path to paradise begins in hell.” – Dante Alighier PROLOGUE Heat surged through the air searing my skin, like I was being roasted on a spit. I tried to pick up my drooping head, but the effort took too much energy. Energy I did not have, due to hanging in this state for who knows how long. It could have been hours, days or weeks, there was no way for me to tell. Time stood still in hell. Chains coiled around my arms, and held me upright and rigid against the red rock wall. Something shrieked, breaking the monotony of the churning lava. A haunted note of anguish lingered in...