Special Feature / Hugh Roberts

It gives me great personal pleasure to feature my friend and yours, Hugh Roberts. Hugh is always incredibly generous with his own time in relation to others, so it’s a pleasure to be able to return the favour. Please read and enjoy.

Richard

Thank you so much to Richard for allowing me to take over some space on his blog today. My name is Hugh W. Roberts. I’m dyslexic and have a passion for writing.

In celebration of my short story collection, Glimpses, reaching its first birthday in December 2017, I’ll be publishing some short stories from the book, both on my blog and as a guest over on the blogs of other bloggers. Look out for them over the next few months.

Today, I’d like to introduce you to Jonathan, one of many characters who feature in my stories.

The Bridegroom

Jonathan ironed his shirt. It was brand new, crisp, and white, but the creases he thought he’d ironed out had miraculously appeared overnight.

His stomach churned; he’d not been able to eat a thing; too afraid he would heave it all up the moment he reached the church.

His mobile phone had been pinging for what seemed like days now with messages and emails, most of which were of no importance apart, that is, from the one which begged him to call her back.

Matthew, his best man, was due back in five minutes.

The crease in the left sleeve was stubborn, refusing to budge. He looked for a bottle of water from the minibar so he could sprinkle some of it on the crease. His mother had taught him that this always helped when ironing out stubborn creases. It would have to do, even with the stubborn crease. After all, it would be hidden by his jacket so nobody would see it.

Ping, ping, ping. He picked up the phone and was about to throw it against the wall when her face stared back at him from the screen saver and stopped him in his tracks.

A tear rolled down his face. He couldn’t go through with it. She’d understand, wouldn’t she? But in five minutes’ time, Matthew would be knocking on the hotel bedroom door telling him it was time to go to the church.

Within minutes of him slipping on his shirt, doing up his tie and putting on his jacket, Matthew was knocking on the door. They hugged each other briefly.

“Are you ready?” Jonathan nodded his head.

“Take your time, mate, there’s no rush,” uttered Matthew.

As they walked out of the room and down the stairs to the ground floor of the hotel, a few more tears slid down Jonathan’s cheeks.

The tear duct dam burst the moment he stepped out of the car outside the church and saw the light oak box his ‘no longer wife-to-be’ was now laying in. Jonathan was supposed to be getting married to her, not burying her.

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Taken from Glimpses. A collection of 28 short stories that will take you up a path full of twists and turns.

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NEW RELEASE! Just Rose by Leanne Marshall

I’m proud to be able to announce the release of Leanne Marshall’s wonderful new book.

Please take a look at Leanne’s work. I’m sure you’ll love it

Richard

Just Rose by author Leanne Marshall.

‘A girl, a dog, a pink car – what could possibly go wrong?’


Just Rose

The unexpected death of Rose’s beloved Aunt ends up being a driving force in her uneventful life. She gives up her lonely unfulfilled big city existence for the country home and life from cherished childhood memories. Can it live up to them? All she wants is to find her place in the world, finally find the happiness and independence she has been searching for and hopefully this move will do it… hopefully.

With her little dog Muffin by her side and a much needed new friend in the form of Abby it does seem possible. That is until a not so ideal first encounter with the handsome local Laird of the Munro Estate sends her spiralling from young professional woman to hormonal bundle of goo. The chemistry undeniable but with him not seemingly on the market this might not be the place for her after all. Thrust into the world of not so quiet country living will Rose ever find true love?

A roller coaster of emotions and a whole lot of country charm there’s one thing for sure Rose is certainly not going to be bored anymore!



Biography 

Born and raised in Scotland, Leanne has lived in both the central belt and the highlands, among other areas throughout her life.

A mum to two children, she has been with her fiancee for thirteen years and currently resides in West Lothian. Scotland.

A mum, artist, and business owner, she also has an online store under the name Liana Marcel. (www.lianamarcel.co.uk) where you can also purchase merchandise for her books. As a crafter and designer, she sells quirky, youthful, colourful handmade items.

You can find her across social media as either her author name or artist name on Youtube, Facebook, Pinterest, and twitter. She encourages reader interaction and has a fan group on facebook.

She has been writing romance since her teens and had an early stint at journalism back in high school, after being offered publishing at 17 she decided to pursue a career in showbiz and was a singer in a girl band for a year. Following that with another band and representing the ‘Drink wisely’ campaign in Scotland. She was offered many opportunities in the limelight, yet finally settled as a beautician and make up artist before coming back to her passion again in 2016. Now had 5 novels under her belt and a growing fan base.


Links: Please click any (or all) of the links below to follow Leanne.

Blog / Website / Facebook / Twitter / Amazon Author Central

 

Purchase: Just Rose by Leanne Marshall

Thanks again for reading. I’m sure along with me you’ll all wish Leanne all the very best with her book.

Richard

Richard M. Ankers / Author of The Eternals Series

New Release! Dark Fey: Breaking Into The Light

I’m delighted to be able to assist in announcing the arrival of the third and final part of my good friend Cynthia Morgan’s Dark Fey Trilogy. Breaking Into The Light is now available. As someone who has read both of its predecessors, I can recommend a truly outstanding set of books.

Author: Cynthia A. Morgan

Title: Dark Fey Book Three: Breaking Into The Light


The Reviled are the enemy; merciless, untrustworthy. They embody brutality and devastation. The Fey of the Light have lived with these truths for millennia. Daring to think otherwise invites tragedy.

Gairynzvl was a Reviled Fey and lived the riotous life of all Dark Ones; yet now he is rescuing younglings from the darkness. The actions taken by him and his band of Liberators are fulfilling Ancient Prophecies and proving long-accepted beliefs to be inaccurate. Those who have lived in the Light all their lives, who enjoyed the luxuries of abundance, are suddenly faced with unavoidable questions.

How is Peace achieved? Can Light unite with Darkness?

Will the Fey of the Light sacrifice everything to achieve that which seems impossible or will they turn their heads and ignore the shadows weeping all around them? 

Breaking into the Light relates the inspiration of Hope and the power of forgiveness through a tale that is brutally beautiful.


Discover Dark Fey: All Things Dark Fey

Also: booknvolume

I hope this leaves you as intrigued as I am. Please connect with Cynthia on the above.

Thank you for reading

Richard

Richard M. Ankers

Author of The Eternals Series

New Release: ENVY by Marnie Cate

I’m delighted to be able to announce the latest release, ENVY,  by my good friend and fellow author Marnie Cate.

Please take a moment to have a read of Marnie’s words, admire her wonderful book cover and generally enjoy her work. I always do.

Richard

Author: Marnie Cate

Title: Envy: Protectors of the Elemental Magic

Genre: Young Adult Fantasy


Synopsis

My mother sold her soul to the Goddess of Winter, and mine along with it.

 

Camille was one of four girls who were given the gift of elemental magic. When her arrogance and greed led her to bad choices, she paid for it with her life… and her daughter, Blanche’s.

 

Blanche Kingston Drygen would never be admired for her sweetness. Lusted after for her beauty, and desired for her wealth, the townsfolk of Starten thought of her as a cold-hearted business woman. They did not know the secrets the most predominant family in town hid. The Drygens owned everything and almost everyone, except their own fates.

 

If you are hoping for a sweet, cozy tale, I’m afraid the Silvers have the market on fairytales. While they reveled in the gifts bestowed upon them by the Goddess Danu, the Drygen family fell victim to the cruel Winter Goddess, Snowystra.

 

Blanche’s story is one of lost love and tortured lives. Sit back as she tells you the reality of her gift, and how the Drygens were cursed to never love.


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Excerpt:

Circling me, I could feel her icy breath on the back of my neck. Gripped in terror, I couldn’t find the words to respond to any of her questions. 

 

“Did she tell you my magic flows through your veins, too?” She placed the palm of her hand on my chest. “The beating of your heart is because I gave it to you.” 

 

My skin began to burn and I jerked back. 

 

With lightening reflexes, Snowystra was suddenly behind me, and she had a tight grip on my hair. She tilted my head and whispered in my ear, “I can stop your life with the blink of my eye.” 

 

I froze in fear as my lungs began to painfully fill with sharp icicles. My breathing became labored and I was consumed with a coldness like I’d never known before. Mercifully, Snowystra released her hold on me and I dropped to my knees. I panicked, sure she was going to kill me. I clutched my neck, as if that simple movement could have done anything to save me. 

 

“Play dead. Submit,” a silky male voice whispered. 

 

I had heard this voice before, but where? I had no choice, except to listen to his advice. So, I closed my eyes and dropped to the ground. Forcing myself, I refused to suck in air. Instead, I accepted the burning pain in my chest, suppressing my screams as it became excruciating. I heard her cruel laughter ring out as I neared unconsciousness 

 

“You are strong,” the wicked Goddess said, sounding amused. 

I’m glad my death pleases you, I thought, but before the darkness could take me, warm air violently rushed into my lungs. I began to cough, choking on the unexpected return of oxygen. 

 

“Your mother has promised me a child soon.” Snowystra looked unimpressed as she added, “You could have given me one years ago. That Simon boy would have been an adequate choice, but you toyed with him for too long. Wasting your time on finding love is no longer an option. I have chosen Roger Kingston for you.” 

 

“What?” The word slipped out before I could stop them. I immediately felt regret.

 

Thankfully, the wicked Goddess only cocked a contemptuous eyebrow at me. “He has a strong physique, sharp mind and he wants you. You will return to him and convince him you were a fool. You will grovel, if necessary. When he asks for your hand, you will marry him.” She paused in contemplation. “What a ridiculous world you live in. Still, if you must abide by the mortal world’s rules, you will marry the entrepreneur. And then, you will bring me the child.” 


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Marnie Cate Biography

Marnie Cate was born and raised in Montana before adventuring to the warmer states of Arizona and California. Her love of Dame Judi Dench and dreams of caticorns and rainbows inspired her to chase her dreams. One great sentence came to mind and the world of elemental magic and the humans they lived amongst filled her mind. With Remember, the story has begun.

 

Other Works by Marnie Cate

Exigency: Protectors of the Elemental Magic (Book 2)

The story of Mara Stone continues.  Her world was shaken but she is a fighter.  Facing new adversaries, Mara is learning what it truly means to protect the magic. 

 

Mazy: Protectors of the Elemental Magic (Book 3)

Mara Stone’s story continues.  Finally free of the darkness of Winter, everything began to crumble around me again. The promises to protect the magic was beginning to feel like a curse. 

 

Awethology Light – Contribution Story 

Beginnings: Protectors of the Elemental Magic (Novellette) 

The story of Genevieve Silver and the origins of the protectors of the magic. With the balance of the elemental world shaken, four elementals take on the task of protecting the magic.


Marnie Cate’s website: Marnie Cate

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MarnieCate

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00UJNT7J8

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Marnie_Cate

Twitter: @Marnie_Cate

 

Thank you for reading

Richard

Richard M. Ankers

Author of The Eternals Series

Book Review – Holy Remedy by J. G. Martins

Holy Remedy
A unique and enjoyable fantasy.
Holy Remedy is the first book in The Invisible Conflict Chronicles by J. G. Martins. Set in the thirteenth century kingdoms of the Magyars, the book is instantly recognisable to so many fantasy novels by its departure from those more usual settings. A feather in the cap to the author.
The Knight, Rodger Clement, is sent out to find a cure to the Baron Levente’s illness by (everybody boo,) Bishop Konrad. Konrad is a man with a desire for power at his core and will stop at nothing to gain it.
A story with much to admire, particularly in the use and believablity of its characters, the story speeds along with an almost continual trail of twists and subterfuge. The book keeps the reader on edge from start to finish and will leave them licking their lips at the prospect of more, which I understand there will be.
Short in length though not in content, Holy Remedy is a story that one can read almost in a single sitting. A few grammatical errors, all easily fixable, prevent a five star review, but if fixed there would be no hesitation from me in upping this to a five.
Highly recommended.

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Biography
J. G. Martins received an engineering degree in telecommunications. He was a professor of physics and other scientific subjects at a university, prior to devoting himself to his true passion – creating and telling stories.
Passionate about music, food and literature, when he’s not writing, he spends his time reading about history, the mysteries of the universe and searching for his favorite sushi.
In the meantime, he’ll continue with the creative work. New stories about the Invisible Conflict Chronicles will be revealed soon.

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Guest Post – Kate Strawberry

Richard’s Note: I’d like to introduce you to the wonderful Kate. A poet that I always enjoy reading, Kate also has her own growing editing business. Here is a sample of her work, which I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to click Kate’s name Kate Strawberry to take a look at her site. I know she would love to see you.

Tumbling

I died when I tumbled over the ledge~
I fell or maybe I wandered-off the edge
Did I fall of my own mistake?
Or when I flew, did someone force me?

Tell me the truth you always seem
To have wanted me to sleep and dream-
Of better days and brighter thoughts-
What thoughts are these! Of rocks.

It was dark I couldn’t see
But the moon shined light down on me.
You yelled and screamed and grabbed my waist-
Madness in my eyes, you act in haste.

Or was the madness in your eyes and the haste of my action-late?
You made me fall. You did, indeed
You pushed me and I fell with speed.
Once something far away so near

An image seen in the distance but then right here.
In my face slammed the ancient ground
I felt destroyed like prey with hound
I lost my mind when you attacked.

Images became dim and faded to black.
How you hover below me close
Crying mad thoughts, I suppose.
The bitter, silent tears I hear-

As I look down on you with fear.

Thank you for reading.
As I said, click Kate’s name Kate Strawberry and go pay her a visit.

 

Thanks Again

Richard

Winter glass

Just had to reblog this. Incredible!
And to anyone who doesn’t realise, this is Candice Daquin’s NEW TheFeatheredSleep poetry site. Do yourself a favour and follow it if you don’t know her, and if you do, you’re probably already there.
Richard

TheFeatheredSleep

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Winter glass

is yellowed with old sun

mottled by bird claws

resembling stained relief

a mustard bath

enclosing grief

fields are reaped clear

left to darken

shaken fallow

like wands of sadness

where once they were bright

alive with mice and voles

claiming their hidden kingdom

ears of corn straining upward

unfolding as sun shines

we forget to wipe windows clear

when clouds descend and rivers

freeze

closing off air

closing off movement

we retire in our woolen worlds

tucking our chins against brutal cold

like robins closing their red breasts

and the light that gets in

is tainted

like long left cigarette

stains thumb and forefinger

betraying a little of the smokers emotion

as she holds it

sparking in darkness

inhaling her grief

like swallowing words

goes unseen

beneath the ice of defeat

(ll.)

we who clamor without tongues

who fill our mouths with knowledge

no one is…

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