Book 3 of the Imdalind series
Cover & Summary:
Edmund has infiltrated the underground hallways of Prague, guiding the massacre that would end the lives of the last of the great magical race. In her attempts to stop him, Wynifred has been captured and her magic restrained. Chained up in the ancient dungeons of Prague, her fate is left in the hands of her father, who has tried to kill her before.
With Ryland’s screams and Sain’s fragmented sights as her only company, Wyn must rely on something that has been hidden deep inside of her for centuries to help them break free.
Ilyan’s whole life has been building up to one purpose. Protect the Silnỳ. He knows what he must do, and he has no doubt in his ability to do so.
But when his father’s magic removes Joclyn’s mind from her body, he is left protecting the shell of the one person he loves. Desperate to find a way to break her free of her prison, he makes a choice. And that one choice changes everything.
Now, Ilyan finds himself bound to Joclyn in a way that he never knew to be possible.
They say that blood is thicker than water, but Black Water burns, and Ilyan’s heart may not be strong enough to keep it pumping through his veins and give the girl he loves back into his brother’s care.
Even if he can, it may not be safe to do so.
If you were a superhero what would your name be?
You know those Meme’s that go around Facebook; ‘the color of your shirt and the thing to you left is your super hero name’? Well, one time I came up with ‘The Blue St. Bernard’ and I thought it was so silly I kinda want to keep it. I don’t know what my super hero powers would be because all my Bernard does is sleep and lick my face… but it’s still a cool name.
One food you would never eat?
Shellfish, I have an excuse because my husband is deathly allergic, but really it just boils down to being mucus pre-cooking. I have a strict anti-mucus policy.
Tell us your most rewarding experience since being published.
Fan mail. Really. I really love to hear from people who have read the book, how much they enjoyed it etc. etc. I get all mushed over every time.
Can you see yourself in any of your characters?
Joclyn and I both adore hoodies. I actually mourn summer simply because it means I can’t wear a comfy hoodie for five months.
What movie and/or book are you looking forward to this year?
Iron Man 3 – I’ve got a thing for Iron Man.
I get called everything from Bec, to Becky, to Beckster. It’s only been since I have accepted myself as an adult that people began calling me Rebecca.
If someone wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?
What TV show/movie/book do you watch/read that you'd be embarrassed to admit?
I’m not sure I am truly embarrassed, but I love The IT Crowd
What is your favorite way to spend a rainy day?
Inside, reading, with windows open. I love the smell of rain almost as much as I love the smell of books.
How long do you generally let a story idea ‘marinate’ in your brain before you start the book?
It depends I focus more on fleshing out characters. Once the characters are very concrete and I’ve got a decent story arch plot tends to come naturally.
What do you think of book trailers?
I made one for Kiss of Fire, and not only was it a very big pain to make, it looked awful. I know, personally, I don’t really watch them, so I haven’t made one for Eyes of Ember. We will have to see what the outcome of that choice is.
Something your readers would never guess about you.
I am really shy and actually hate talking about my books. I think it’s embarrassing. My future Sister-In-Law read it on the sly and asked me about it, told me she liked it and my response was… ummm okay. Fail.
What words or expression do you overuse?
Chuckle, My Heart, Quietly – I am getting better at flushing them out though. I really do want to become a better writer, and I think expanding your word usage is step one to accomplishing that.
What is your favorite scene in the book?
When Ilyan takes Joclyn dancing in Santa Fe. You really start to get to know Ilyan, and see Jos come out of her shell.
Do your characters really talk to you?
Not in a crazy way, but I definitely get nudges about what is supposed to happen. Like Joclyn’s father, there were aspects of him that even hit me right out of left field. I like it when that happens though, every time they make perfect sense and actually enhance the story. I think it’s because my characters are so stable, I know what they would do and how they will react. It makes everything more believable.
Are you for or against books being made into movies?
It seems to be the ‘it’ thing to do lately doesn’t it? I think its fine as long as the author retains creative license. I have seen some book to movie transitions that have been awful! They really need to stay true to the original work. As long as they do that I am for it!
“Run!” I screamed, when I was within distance.
Sain looked up at me, confused for only a moment before he turned and bolted down the hall, toward the large chapel.
I didn’t slow my speed for landing. I flew right into the courtyard, my hard landing exploding bricks into the air at the rough impact. I straightened myself and turned to face the courtyard just beyond the gates.
The few tourists in the courtyard looked through the rubble, for the most part, confusion covering their faces.
Edmund was right behind me. I set my jaw and raised my hand, a shimmering shield flowing from my fingers to cover the large opening of the golden gate.
My magic surged out of me as it spread in a curtain between the giant arches. I looked through the magical barrier to see Edmund change his course in order to intercept me.
Edmund was almost here, and the shield had not set yet. I pushed harder, my teeth clenching as I grunted through the pressure, yelling as the exertion hit its maximum and my magic pushed and pulled to escape from me.
My mouth opened as I screamed, the shield setting itself into the stone the moment Edmund’s body hit hard against the barrier. The impact of his collision rumbled through me, shooting me away from the shield and slamming me into the high wall behind me.
I straightened myself the same moment Edmund did, his jaw as set as mine as he turned to face me. Edmund’s eyes stared into mine, the whites blood shot with anger and power. I had never seen him this worked up. I could tell at once that this shield would only hold for a matter of minutes once he decided to come at me.
Edmund uncoiled his body as he faced me, his hand lifting to his face. A large chunk of his arm was missing, the edges blackened with ash. Even with all of my power, that was all I had been able to accomplish against him.
He smiled at me as he bit down on his finger, the one I had burned off all those centuries ago, the replacement forcibly taken from one of his many servants. He bit down on it and pulled, the flesh separating slowly, his hand dripping with blood as he ripped the finger from his hand.
“I have a present for you, Wynifred,” he sneered, his breathing shallow as some power-based insanity threatened to take over him.
“Keep it,” I spat, turning from him.
Other Books in the Series:
Kiss of Fire on Goodreads
Joclyn Despain has been marred by a brand on her skin. She doesn't know why the mark appeared on her neck, but she doesn't want anyone to see it, including her best friend Ryland, who knows everything else about her. The scar is the reason she hides herself behind baggy clothes, and won't let the idea of kissing Ryland enter her mind, no matter how much she wants to.
The scar is the reason she is being hunted.
If only she knew that she was.
If only she had known that the cursed stone her estranged father sent for her 16th birthday would trigger a change in her. Now, she is being stalked by a tall blonde man, and is miraculously throwing her high school bully ten feet in the air.
Joclyn attempts to find some answers and the courage to follow her heart. When Ryland finds her scar; only he knows what it means, and who will kill her because of it.
Joclyn is in hiding, hunted by the man she still desperately loves. Ryland is gone, his mind erased, no memory of Joclyn remains. But, Joclyn’s heart desperately begs her to hold out hope. While, in reality the black eyed monster that possesses him, attempts to kill her over and over.
If it wasn’t for Ilyan, Joclyn would be dead by now.
Ilyan. The man who once stalked her, is now Joclyn’s protector, the only thing she has left. He protects Joclyn from the men who seek to end her life, and while she is haunted by dreams where Ryland begs her to break the bond between them.
Ilyan is there. Always there.
Ilyan trains and prepares her, teaching her everything she needs to know in the hope that one day she can avenge Ryland, if not protect herself from him.
And then there is her father.
The man who has never been there, is suddenly responsible for everything. And who he is has made Joclyn into something she never wanted to be.