18+ The journey through Everealm continues as new evil arrives, casting mayhem about the realm. While war and wildfire are causing disorder, Bree and Rowan find that assistance from the fairies isn't what they imagined.
Published: September 1st, 2015
The journey through Everealm continues as new evil arrives, casting mayhem about the realm. While war and wildfire are causing disorder, Bree and Rowan find that assistance from the fairies isn't what they imagined. As Dagan and Sidonie seek answers to uncover the truth about her family and her magic, they are plagued with even more mystery to unveil. As the wildfire burns, who will be left standing in the ashes?
Rowan chuckled to himself and finished off his bowl of beef and cabbage. He picked up a corn muffin, took a bite, and laughed again.
“You’re staring at her… Again.”
“No, I wasn’t,” Reeve said, averting his eyes. “I was just… How can you not stare at her? She’s a fairy! Just look at her!”
“I have looked at her.” I’ve seen more of her than you can imagine. Twice.
“I’m not crazy. And I’m not the only one who’s looking at her.”
Reeve wasn’t wrong. Any time Rhea came to the hall for a meal, both men and women would stop and stare at her. Seeing a fairy was a rare occurrence in the realm. And everyone was curious about her. But Rowan had a sneaking suspicion that Reeve was more than curious.
“I can introduce you to her,” he said, taking another bite.
The look on Reeve’s face was hilarious. He looked terrified and ready to hurl.
Rowan laughed. "Never mind.”
About the author:
Writing has always been a hobby of mine, beginning as a young child. It was a way to cope with losing my father at seven years of age. I started with poetry and was featured several times on the amazing poetry blog, Autumn Leaves, by Sondra Ball. My love for poetry soon led to writing songs in middle school and beyond, which I still do occasionally. Music has always been an important part of my existence, so writing songs came naturally to me. In high school, I started my own novel, however, life got in the way and I never finished it.
Fast forward many years later and I find myself married with three children, absorbed in my busy life with commitments to my family, work, school, church, and charities, among other things. One day I came across my old binder, with notes from my first novel, and it was with those notes that I conjured up the elusive Everealm.
I write to please readers such as myself, who have a love for fantasy and romance, but like a little danger and sex in their reading. I wrote the book with a mature audience in mind, who can appreciate a hearty imaginary world with magic and the unknown, but want more than fluffy love stories with wizards in them. They want the romance, magic, and danger, all wrapped into one.