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When dreams haunt you in the most delicious ways and fate pulls you into destiny’s path, what can be done other than to accept and submit to it.
Can Iria truly get what she’s always dreamed of or will it always just remain a memory? Being a rare creature such as her with exceptional beauty and rarity of existence should be enough. Though, all she wants is her desire, her destiny… To be with a man—one man.
Are these dreams she’s having real? Could she really take on human form and become a Lady to be with the man she craves?
Dezso discovers a magical creature—a being of incredible light and peace. He is drawn to it again and again, and his feelings grow with every encounter. He carries a dark secret that he wishes never existed. The only thing that truly brings light upon his existence is the beauty that warms his heart but seems to only exist in his head—with dreams and visions of a magical woman, full of heartwarming light.
Will he ever know true love and happiness? Will he ever be able to lighten the weight and share his dark secret with another…?
Darkness is growing stronger, weakening the light and killing off what makes the world a beautiful place to live in. Enter a world of fantasy and dreams, passions and temptations. A world where dragons, unicorns, magic and mermaids really do exist. A world where love WILL conquer all!
To be released January 2014.
Direct link to Lady’s Destiny: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20320515-lady-s-destiny
Tethys smiles and briefly closes her eyes, looking as if she’s absorbing my words or feelings then lightly touches my snout and speak in Latin. I’ve never spoken it before, yet I understand most of what she is saying. I believe the spell Dezso cast earlier has passed on his knowledge of the language to me and I am thankful for the understanding.
She looks up to the sky while still holding my snout and says, “Victoria concordia crescit, vinculum iuris.”—Victory through harmony the chain of law.
The sky suddenly lets loose with a roar of thunder and a flash of lightning, causing my heart to beat even quicker. I do not understand the next words she speaks. It sounds like a different language. She takes a pause to breath deep and looks me in the eyes and says, “Venistire mane bisdonec denuo completus sis”—from whence you came, you shall remain, until you are complete again.
I am suddenly pulled from beneath her palms and raised up above the water as if someone is carrying me. Then, I quickly fall into the water which is alight with all colors of the spectrum. I’m pulled down to depths I did not believe existed here. Deeper and deeper. The light gets brighter. I must close my eyes for it hurts so badly. This light. It’s almost like the strongest fires beyond ones imagination. It burns me to my deepest depths and twists my insides to a point I can no longer draw breath. This is death. I am dying.
The pain decreases and the light dims. I find myself chained as if a prisoner against a rough rock wall. Cuffed at wrist and ankle. I am now in human form once again. My wish has been granted!
I smile briefly than I look upon my limbs and wiggle the digits only to feel as if I am being watched very closely. I glance around but only see a few inches in front of my face. Nothing beyond that…I tug on the bindings to see if I could get loose. They will not budge. Remembering I have a voice now and knowledge of language I call out, “Hello? I know you are there. Please tell me why I am held like a prisoner? Did I do wrong? Is this my sacrifice?”
I feel a breeze against my face but still see nothing beyond sand, rocks and some algae. Ghostly fingers press beneath my chin and lift, so I am looking straight ahead. I see a faint outline of a woman.
She has very bright eyes the color of the sun. Golden, orange, so very bright and vivid. The colors seem to swirl, move around and change slightly in brightness. A hand skims the right side of my face.
With a melodic voice, a woman speaks in a whispered breath to me, “No my child you have done no wrong. I apologize for this but I feel it is best this way to apply your binding mark. It is most painful and I do not wish you to injure yourself.”
Then suddenly, her hands and eyes are gone and I miss the soothing, calming touch they gave to me. I’m afraid. So very afraid…
A.R. was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She’s a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua, whom she considers her furry daughter.) She’s also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time she enjoys exercising, writing, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and reading. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book!
She writes to free her mind of its constant wondering and clutter. She thrives on the fact she can share some of it with readers that have the same passion for a great story.