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The Curse Of Medusa

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The Curse of Medusa
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This is the true story of Medusa, what you will learn will shock you. But it will also amaze you. Join me as I tell Medusa’s secrets. After all it is a tale of revenge, regret, and a journey towards redemption.

Medusa started out as any young woman; she met who she thought was the love of her existence. But as with most people, she soon found out first loves rarely last. The broken-hearted Medusa went to the gods and begged them for vengeance against the man who hurt her. They came back with a very catch 22 type of offer. She could gain her revenge if she lived with a curse. She accepted. Will she be able to live with the price of her revenge? Will she ever gain redemption and freedom from her curse?

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WAKE UP!

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I Never Belonged… Now I Need To WAKE UP!

I am obsessed with cars, writing, reading, languages and traveling. I never felt like I have belonged. Not here. Not with my family. Not in this life where I go job from job and sacrifice so much for my ‘family’ who couldn’t care about me any less than they do. Then one day I picked up a note off the ground it simply stated “WAKE UP!” I threw it away. But soon I kept seeing everywhere the words “WAKE UP!” Then one day I saw a message as I scrolled through my social media newsfeed. “You are in a coma… Wake up. You don’t belong.” For days I saw the message get long and longer. At first, I didn’t believe it. Then strange things started to happen. Suddenly I was fighting for not only my right to live… but to WAKE UP!

The Cost Of Secrets

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Antonia had a secret. It wasn’t that she worked for the government as a spy. It wasn’t that she was a trained assassin for the government. It wasn’t that she had a bad past. No, her secret was something very basic. So very normal. And suddenly a man she had taken mercy on and let live has broken out for his prison and has threatened to expose this secret. Can she protect her secret? Or will she finally find the reason she needs to leave the life she never wanted? The cost to protect her secret may be her very soul… but it may just be worth the cost.

Snippets Of Time

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One snippet of time. That is all it takes to read a postcard. When Cordelia received an unexpected postcard in her mail; she never knew that snippet of time she took to read it, and the next where she saved it, would ever turn her life on its head and take her on a whirlwind ride. Cordelia will experience things she never thought she would, from simply trying a new activity, to trying a new food, to quitting her job and taking the plunge into the unknown… and maybe along the way she will find love. All from pausing for a snippet of time.

Elemental Mazes Excerpt

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Cleopatra’s Magical Institute from Africa

Oreic clapped his hands, “and now welcome Cleopatra’s Magical Institute from Africa!”

The doors blew open and a group of students marched up to the front, they were all dressed in dress clothes matching the color of their element. They walked with a grace but they all had the feel of a predator. Katy shivered. They had their magic wrapped around them. When they got to the front they all stood in a line and then they turned on their heel and disappeared into flames, wisps of air, lightning bolts, leaves, and clouds and flew at the very top of the ceiling around the room before doing the superhero landings their eyes still burning with their elemental colors.

Katy swallowed. Dangerous. Very Dangerous. She caught the eyes of one of the older students. He was huge, and the power of Air, one of only two Air students from Cleopatra’s, was burning brightly in his eyes. He smirked at her.

Darkness Of A Broken Heart

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I’m Stuck In The Darkness Of My Mind With No Way To Escape…

Harliquinn Natasha Smith’s heart was scared. She had been so hurt. It all started when her parents left her at an orphanage with nothing but her date of birth when she was one. And the pain continued. She was fifteen years old and she needed someone to help her. She needed someone to keep her from drowning in the darkness of her mind. She was stuck in the darkness of her mind with no way to escape… she needed help. One day on the way to school she was stopped by a homeless woman who handed her a necklace. It was shaped as a heart. It had many breaks and cracks in the heart; but five major ones that threatened to destroy it. The woman said ‘True Love Will Heal All. As You Find Your Family These Cracks Will Heal And Fade.’ Will Harliquinn find the love and family she needs or will she never escape the darkness of her mind that threatens to destroy her?

The Pool Of Lost Souls

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Everybody thinks they know the stories of the Greek Gods. But I am here to tell you differently. You know me. Well of me. You think I am a myth. And male. Yes Zeus and Poseidon are my brothers but I am no male. I am Hades, Goddess of Death. I never trapped Persephone as my bride. I am quite straight. And I am not banned from Olympus nor do I want the head throne. I mean the paperwork is hell and Hera, my sister in law, is a bitch and she never leaves Olympus. She, by the way, is not blood of Zeus, Poseidon, and I; just one of the few gods created by the higher beings. I and my brothers did not kill the Titans until they were going to kill the mortals. Our only goal in our existence is to protect and help the mortals; through life and death. I did not want to kill my mother Rhea or my father Cronus. It saddened my grandmother Gaia. My grandfather Uranus was a bastard and had been bound for a few centuries by then; but it had to be done. We had no choice if we wanted to protect the mortals. The souls that give us power. So it is time for you to know our story. This is the true story of the Greek Gods and Goddesses. The truth of my life, death, and the pool of lost souls that I created and protect.

The Elementals Series

The Elementals Series
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They were all thrown out of their families for different reasons. They all have a very grey view of the world and not always does it match up to societies right vs wrong. These assassins become reluctant heroes in An Elementals Novel.

One Thrown Away For Having Too Much Power.

One Disowned For Not Bowing To An Arranged Marriage.

One Disowned For Not Having The Same Power As The Parents.

One Thrown Away For Becoming A Wild Child.

One Thrown Away Because She Loved The Wrong Man.

All Reluctant Heros… But Are They Saving Just The Mortals? Or Are They Saving Themselves?

Discover Alexandra’s, Lyn’s, Scarlet’s, Marie’s and Cara’s stories in The Elmentals Series

The League of The Throw Aways
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Alexandra was thrown away for being too powerful. Left to die after being betrayed by her own parents. She lived on the land for many years. She trained herself to never be caught off guard again. To never be left for dead again. She vowed never to use her powers as they are what caused the only people she had loved to kill her. She became an assassin to live. Then it became her life. She started The League of The Throw Aways. Elementals that had been thrown away from one reason or another left to die or self-implode if they couldn’t keep a control of their Elemental Power. This is the story how she became the founder of The League and not only how she saved not only four girls but how they saved her.

Even though Lyn has lived through many oppressive decades; her life now revolves around her bar and her bikers. She had been thrown out of her family because she refused to bow to an arranged marriage. She became an assassin and used that money to travel and eventually owning her biker bar. Now her fellow throw aways become assassins want her to play the hero… She is reluctant until the bad guys actually threatened someone close to her. Will she end up becoming the hero or the villain?

Marie enjoyed sex, drugs and rock n roll. That enjoyment got her thrown out of her community. She of course was found and trained to be an assassin. And she was good at it. It allowed her to be full of cocaine and whiskey all the time. Most of her targets were rivals in the music industry and she used that to live the life she wanted. Then in the mid 80’s she had a wake-up call; if she didn’t change her ways, no matter how powerful her Elemental blood was she would self-destruct. Will she ever change her ways? Or will her love of sex, drugs and rock n roll cause her untimely end?

Scarlet was a lovely child; who had an obsession with water. However she was the daughter of two very powerful and in charge Fire Users. When she came into her powers at twelve she was excited to find she would be a Water User. The problem was her parents. They couldn’t have a Water User in the a Fire House! They threw her out. Disowned her. Scarlet was once a sheltered child who vowed never to use her powers as they cost her, her life. Her family. She was thrown to the streets to survive and survive she did, catching the attention of The League of Throw Aways and thus trained to be an assassin; all while getting a mortal education to become a teacher. Her mask. Her cover. Then her past came back to haunt her in the form of her parents trying to destroy not only the other Elementals but the mortal world that had become her home. Will she break her vow to never use her powers or will she stand against her parents to save her mortal world?

Life’s Blood

The key to my immortal soul laid beneath his beating heart. I laid my handd against his sleeping chest. I was tempted to rip out his beating out…to drain him of his sweet, sweet blood… but the very thought made my own un-beating heart break with pain. The soulless monster within me wanted to destroy this saving grace… this fallen angel that was to save her soul.

I had hunted the humans without a care for years… then I met him… the one that was to save my soul and the humanity within me. It is said I will give my life to save the world, that this fallen angel, that laid beneath me, would help me to achieve my life mission… to save this cursed world.

I doubted it, but I sure did love him. Bernard was changing me, I didn’t like it, I didn’t want to care. I lost my soul because of him; now all to woman in me wanted to do was love him… as the monster inside me wanted to drain him…

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He took his razor sharp fingernail; he started at my cheek; he cut into my delicate undead skin, like a hot knife through butter. The pain was intense, the pleasure more so, as my black undead blood dripped to the floor and filled the room with the sweet scent of death…

Mistress Of The Night

Sometimes I feel like I am screaming, with not a sound being heard from my throat. My family doesn’t understand my desire to live in the mortal world. I don’t blame them after all, any mortal I get attached to will die… But my love for him keeps me planted in the realm of the mortals. So who am I? One destined to watch her mortal love die? Or am I cold-hearted goddess of the night? Should I be like my mother, the reason our race is damned to never know the small pleasures in life the way the mortals do? Or should I turn my back on my birth, ask for the other gods to grant me mortality? There are only two choices… Leave him behind for my family and this immortal life… or fall to my knees and beg for mortality, turning my back on my family? Well, here is the story how I ended up in front of my family, the Gods and Goddesses of the Night, requesting a third option. One that has never been granted… one that may not be a feasible option… one that may cause my true death…