I purchased this book and to my delight it pulled me into the world of possibilities just beyond the human world I know. There were plot twists I didn’t see coming. It took me less than a day to read as I couldn’t put it down.
I would rank this book a five out of five.
What if the Fountain of Youth were a woman and that woman’s blood held the key to eternal youth? For Fae Miller, that is her reality and it will likely kill her.
For centuries, countless adventurers have searched for the Fountain of Youth. Those who found it thought they would gain eternal life. Instead, they find themselves murdered by its guardians. There was, however, one, lone survivor—Fae Miller. As an infant, she not only survived the Fountain, she took its power.
Twenty-two years later, Fae is hiding in plain sight at a local college. She’s is determined to leave the past behind her and live a normal life. But for one dying man, the search for the Fountain of Youth continues, and he is leaving a trail of blood and mutilated bodies in his wake. Unfortunately, that trail leads directly to Fae. Her only hope is a young, new college professor, also known as Special Agent Nick Chase of the FBI. Nick is determined to do two things: keep Fae alive, and keep his relationship with his student professional. Both of these jobs prove difficult—especially when love and magic get involved.
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Bathed in moonlight stood the most beautiful scene Fae had ever laid eyes on. A fountain sat on top of a hill. Stone steps at her feet led up to the structure. Water flowed over the side of it, as if someone had been filling it and left the water running too long. The water continued its flow down the steps and seeped into the mossy ground at her feet.
Sloshing through the water, Fae made her way up the steps. Even though the air around her felt cold, the water warmed her feet. When she got to the top, she gasped at the breadth of the fountain. It was the size of a swimming pool, brimming with water that spilled over the side.
The singing stopped, and then a voice spoke, filling her with inexplicable joy. Fontaine. You’ve returned to me.
She’d heard this voice before, but couldn’t quite place where.
Come join me in the water.
“I’ll drown,” she said.
There was a warm chuckle. You won’t drown, my child. You are born of my waters.
“Who are you?” Fae asked, uncertain whether she should be terrified or not.
I am the Lady of the Fountain.
“Is that kind of like the Lady of the Lake? The one in King Arthur’s legend?”
You speak of Freya, my sister. My name is Ester.
Fae looked around at the forest of the Between and wondered if this was the place she was born, and not the bayou in Florida. Could her mother be buried around here?
This is not my original home, Ester said, as if she could read Fae’s thoughts. I have been moved twice in my lifetime. My first home is in a place you call Ethiopia. I lived happily there for many centuries. But then I was stolen from my home and brought to the Americas. For many years, I was kept safe by my guardians, but then one betrayed me and wished to exploit my powers. I did not allow him to use me to further his evil designs. But then I was left alone—until a man named Conall found me and brought me here.
“Why didn’t he return you to your home in Africa?”
He told me my home has been corrupted. I would not be safe there.
“I’m really sorry.”
Don’t worry over me, child. This place is wholly adequate.
“That’s good to hear.” Fae paused, the question she’d been dying to ask on the tip of her tongue. Finally, she asked, “Do you remember my mother and father? Do you know where I can find them?”
I’m sorry. Where they are, you cannot go. I am truly sorry.
“So they truly are dead?”
Fae’s heart sank. She hoped that Brigitte had been lying and her parents were alive somewhere. Fae could feel the remorse emanating from the fountain and felt the need to comfort Ester.
“But, you saved me.”
Yes, I did.”
“Thank you,” Fae said.
You are welcome, my child.
Fae reached out her hand and touched the water. Her spirits immediately lightened. The water took on a green glow as a breathtaking face appeared just below the surface, haloed in long, black hair. The Lady smiled at her but remained beneath the water.
“So, you can grant youthfulness?” Fae asked.
Or take it, from anyone that touches my waters.
“What happens when they drink?”
They are not meant to drink. That is a theft. Youth stolen without permission. For most, the punishment is immediate—madness.
An errant leaf drifted and landed on the surface of the water. Fae expected it would float, but it didn’t. It dropped like a stone. This water wasn’t like any other she’d seen. Fae wondered what those waters had done to her.
The waters did nothing to you. I gave you my power. I saw what was planned from the beginning. I could not stop him from destroying my guardians, but I could keep him from succeeding in his quest for eternal life. So, I gave you my power—leaving me weak and powerless. That act accomplished two things—it kept the power from falling into evil hands, and it saved your life.
“Are you still powerless?”
No, my dear. I am now fully restored.
“That’s good to know, but I’m sorry to tell you that he found me. He came after me. He got his youth back.”
That is unfortunate. I only meant to protect. Instead, I cursed you.
“I wouldn’t call eternal youth a curse.”
It can be. There is no fear as universal as the fear of death. Men will kill to stop it. They will do the most heinous and terrible things to avoid it. And giving you the power to grant eternal life will make you forever a target. Now, will you please join me in my waters?
Holly Kelly is a mom who writes books in her spare time: translation–she hides in the bathroom with her laptop and locks the door while the kids destroy the house and smear peanut butter on the walls. She was born in Utah but moved around a bit, living in Kansas, Texas, and Hawaii where she studied marine biology. She’s now back in Utah–“happy valley”. She’s married to a wonderful husband, James, and they are currently raising 6 rambunctious children. Her interests are reading, writing (or course), martial arts, visual arts, creating Halloween props, and spending time with family.
Visit Holly at AuthorHollyKelly.com
The History behind the Mystery:
St. Augustine, Florida is rich in history, murder, intrigue, and ghost stories—making it the perfect setting for this book. You might be interested to know that some of the most outrageous tales in this novel are actually based on true history—including the tale of Captain Abela and Dolores. The tragic end to their love story occurred over two hundred years ago in a secret room located in St. Augustine’s Castillo de San Marcos—a castle-like fort built by the Spanish over three hundred years ago. Tourists are able to sign up for the St. Augustine Ghost Tour to learn more about the ill-fated lovers. The image at the right is the actual room in which they died. You’ll learn more about their story by reading Cursed by the Fountain of Youth.
Another interesting note: The legend of the Fountain of Youth has long been tied with St. Augustine and there is talk of a society that exists to protect the Fountain of Youth from discovery. No one knows if the society truly exists. If it does, it is cloaked in secrecy.
Grand Sorcerer Rothe has been banished. Forced into hiding by the King over a simple mistake twenty years ago. He’s found a way to make it right. Now all he needs is one last ingredient. He’ll have to face a creature of legend to get it.
Can he make his happily ever after? Or will he be just another once upon a time?
True Sight is available on Amazon.
Originally Published in Secrets and Doors. This story has been expanded and includes a new scene.
The only thing tougher than controlling the elements is finding a Bride.
When Heir Ditran turns 19, traditions are set in motion to choose his future queen. Unwilling to leave love to chance, Heir Ditran strikes a shrewd bargain with his uncle: the King sets the Bride Trial challenges, but Ditran chooses the competitors.
At first blush, Keyla is everything Heir Ditran desires. But Keyla is rebel-born, and the only thing she wants from Heir Ditran is his crownless head on a pike. But when he presents an offer she can’t refuse, she finds herself competing for his hand in marriage. Heir Ditran isn’t at all what she expects.
Torn between love and loyalty, and with the future of the kingdom at stake, can Keyla survive the deadly challenges of the Bride Trials?
Available on Amazon.
After the forest dwellers destroy her home and kill her father, Aerbrin sets off on a journey to find the truth about her people, her kingdom, and the mysterious Zaad stone that contains a power she never imagined.
Magic and mystery join forces in this intriguing fantasy world. Full of shifting alliances and twists you won’t see coming, it’s a can’t-miss read.
“Stay calm, her father’s words echoed in her head. When you find yourself in danger, above all, stay calm. Aerbrin took a deep, steady breath and leaned down, reaching for her bow. one of the Forest Dwellers charged. It collided with her and knocked her to the floor. Raising a knotted fist, he bashed her head.
Sparks exploded across her vision. She tried to raise an arm, tried to call out. Her body wouldn’t respond. The Forest Dwellers grunted again. The creature above her raised its fist again. She looked up. This was the end, she knew. When these monsters attacked, they killed everything.
Animals, plants, and particularly humans. No one survived.
Closing her eyes, Aerbrin forced her body to relax. This time, there was no pain.”
About the Author:
L. G. Rollins grew up in a far off land fighting dragons, stealing talismans, and traveling with dwarfs and elves. She is especially skilled at bribing giants with sweets. Currently, her husband and four kids live in Utah so that is where she spends most of her time. She may, or may not, have a Zaad Stone.
To learn more about L. G. Rollins and her books visit LGRollins.com.
Shadows of Angels is the beginning of the Zaad Stone trilogy.
Now available on Amazon!
I received an advanced reader copy of this book in exchange for a review.
- Eliminate guilt and perfectionism
- Identify the “Superwoman Burnout” cycle that keeps you trapped in monotony
- Escape the “Compare Snare” to shine in your own light
- Finally and fully embrace the Joy cradled in your arms and in your heart.
As a mother of two kids, I was very intrigued by the title and hopeful. Being a Mom, I often feel guilty, anxious, whatever you want to call it, when I have a few moments to myself. I learned quickly in the introduction that in the book, the author draws on personal experience as well as religious text. As a religious person, I have no problem with this.
Top likes about this book:
- The sections end with thought provoking questions and an action to help. A journal section is also included to help with this process.
- The sections were quick easy reads that I could squeeze into my day. Even if I only had a couple minutes.
- Even disagreeing with a few points, I do feel less guilty now compared to how I felt beforehand.
- I feel the book has a very specific religious mom audience.
Overall if you are Christian and a parent suffering from guilt I would recommend this book.
You can purchase it at:
- In Australia!! – http://www.booktopia.com.au/ebooks/the-guilt-free-guidebook-for-moms-amy-price/prod9780981761992.html
The Plague Legacy is a young adult dystopian series.
“The first gladiator culture lasted for almost seven hundred years, and Salvation’s Houses are only fifty years old. The arena is a hard thing to tear down.” –Adam
“The arena is the greatest show on earth. It’s like the cage fighting and ninja warrior shows were all hired by the circus.” –Old Ben
Here is an excerpt of Assets:
Lefty cupped his hand beneath Myla’s chin and forced her to look at him. “Pretty little vixen, ain’t ya?”
Behind Lefty, the other fisherman chuckled. “Pretty enough for both of us, huh, Lefty?”
Myla pulled her face out of Lefty’s grip and stood. “Don’t touch me.”
Lefty reached across Cam for Myla’s arm, but she stepped back.
“She said don’t touch her.” Cam rolled to his knees and pushed to his feet as Lefty’s fingers closed on the salty air. The pocket knife fell into the sand when Cam’s roped hands swung into Lefty’s jaw and the weathered crewman fell back into the fisherman who had started the fight chant. Cam stepped to lunge at both of them, but a pain exploded in his head and his feet went out from under him. He fell forward, blinking to clear his vision as he braced his elbows and knees on the sand to get back to his feet.
“No,” he heard Myla plead. “I could have put the knife through your throat. I won.”
Styx’s shadow fell on him and the point of her knife hovered just below his chin. “You no be moving, boy.”
Myla stepped up to his other side and wrapped her arms protectively around his shoulders. “You promised,” she challenged Styx.
Styx’s knife disappeared, but the dark woman’s shadow still blocked the last of the sun.
“She let you beat her, Myla,” Cam croaked out. He had seen it when Styx lowered her arms. Myla had done the same thing when she fought Tara on the ship in the mutants’ mock arena. Myla had let Tara pin her down for the win. Now Styx had purposefully given Myla the upper hand, letting Myla pin her on the sand. “She’s just playing with us. She’s a trained gladiator from the same House as Smith. There’s no way you beat her.”
Cam hated the look of pained disappointment on Myla’s face as the reality of their situation sunk in.
Lefty laughed from behind Cam. “Little bastard figured it out, captain. Nothin’ but games and death in Salvation.”
Cam straightened, glad for Myla’s arms around his shoulders as the twilight on the beach swayed in his vision.
Styx crouched in front of him, her eyes hard. “Colter Smith?”
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Christine Nielson Haggerty grew up in rural Utah with three brothers, a sister, several chickens, a goat, and an outhouse. She always loved the escape of fantasy and the art of writing, and her passion for life is to craft stories of strength and survival.
As a former high school language arts teacher and a black belt in karate, Christine has found a niche in combining those skills to help authors write effective fight scenes.
An award-winning young adult author, she writes the dystopian The Plague Legacy series and the dark fantasy fairytale novella series The Grimm Chronicles.
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