 eBOOK PURCHASE LINKS: Amazon | NOOK | KOBO PAPER BACK PLACES TO PURCHASE: The only place you can buy the paperback is through me directly or from this website. **I'll be doing a limited edition print run for The Prince, a Betrayal, & a Kiss, An Enlighten Short Story. Reserve your paperback copy!!! SYNOPSIS: Like most Winter fairies, Finnegan is one of few words, but he fulfills his princely duties without too much protest. That is, until he meets Sidelle—a Summer fairy princess. For the unlikely pair, it seemed their meeting was destiny. But their forbidden bond is discovered and torn apart. Now, Finnegan must escape his mother’s clutches to find his love and apologize, beg forgiveness, and show her the depth of his feelings. But instead of finding Sidelle, Finnegan befriends a dark stranger who leads him down a troubling path, tricking him into becoming someone he despises—exactly how a Winter fairy should behave—one who Sidelle may never trust. CHAPTER 1 EXCERPT
A massive green dragon emerged from the southernmost turret of Aesculus Castle, the center of Winter, a magnificent golden carriage cradled between its iridescent wings. Before it waited a procession of Summer fairies, and their double rows moved forward at a snail’s pace as the iced gate swung open. The beast carried the season’s offerings from Summer: an array of wild flowers, baskets of dried fruits, and a pale yellow, glowing scepter. The dragon tossed its head, snorting its frustration, but pomp and circumstance couldn’t be rushed. The longer Summer held the scepter, the longer the warm weather and sunny days lasted. In turn, when Winter fairies traveled to Summer, we took our time. Neither group used Glamour—fairy magic—to travel through the lands for the exchange. Aesculus Castle, my home, was nestled between a snow-covered mountain and a bottomless cliff. The only road was a narrow pathway suspended high above the canyon, separating the frozen tundra from the city limits. The castle walls were made of solid, glistening ice, and its enormous gate was carved from a three-foot thick block of ice. A frosty mist blanketed the entire land, making it impossible for the members of the procession to see more than a few feet past their own hands, but I could see them just fine. A few Summer fairies slipped on the ice, but the dragon’s large claws gripped the road, protecting all who rode inside the carriage. Comments are closed.
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