The 13th Descent
by Ky Lehman
(Rosefire Trilogy #1)
Publication date: August 30th 2014
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
Synopsis:
ONE CHOICE CAN MAKE AN IMMORTAL HUMAN. BUT WHAT CHOICES NEED TO BE MADE TO GO BACK AGAIN?
The revolutionary year following Serenay “Ren” Avalon’s eighteenth birthday could rival Clark Kent’s entire adolescence. After her mother and her grandmother were killed in a car bomb explosion at the heart of their sleepy hillside town where nothing extraordinary usually happens, she discovers that her mother is actually alive and in hiding, her long lost father is a Father, and her best friend, who turns out was once an Archangel, has taken a gargantuan step back in his evolution to live on Earth with her for the past thirteen lifetimes. And besides being the only one in her immediate circle with a serious case of past life dementia, she learns that during her first lifetime, she was married to one of the greatest teachers history has ever known who is now the gorgeous lead singer of a hot new rock band taking the world by storm, and who is keen to meet up with her again in the twenty first century.
As Ren realizes that the powerful family name she bears also brings with it the promise of an unnatural death, she is reminded that it has always brought hope to people on both sides of the veil, human and Tor. As the world draws closer to being completely shrouded by the dark cloaks of her age-old enemies, the Bloodstones, she now, more than ever before, has to draw strength from her origins to protect her family and their ancient truth from this global force responsible for torturing and killing centuries of her ancestors. As she struggles to unearth who she was, who she is, and who she chooses to be, as well as the expectations of her first mortal love and the heavenly love she has always guiltily denied, she has until midnight on the Solstice find a way to bring light to a compromised heart and to a world on the brink of perpetual darkness.
This first book in The Rosefire Trilogy is a reminder of how the choices we make in the throes of love, loss, hope, and adversity are what makes the divine human, and the human divine.
Excerpt
From
Chapter 5
As
Mike and I quietly sit on the couch nursing our hot beverages, I decide, for
both our sakes, to try and find a restful place somewhere between the peace I
know and this peace with no name, at least for a quiet cuppa’s worth.
I’m
trying. I really am. But it seems that no matter if I’m sitting, resting, or
running around like a headless chook, there will be no respite until I ask the
one seemingly small, possibly huge, question that continues to taunt me. I gulp
down the rest of my still too hot chocolate, losing the deal I made with myself
in record time with a scolded tongue as punishment. “Which lifetime has been
your favourite?” I blurt out.
Mike
baulks, coughs, and nearly spits his coffee all over me. I pat him on the back,
but he gestures for me to stop. When his coughing fit finally stops, he peeks over
at me, grins shyly and shakes his head. “Give it a rest, Ren.”
Screw.
That.
I
pipe up. “You said that if I have any questions-”
“OK!
OK! Keep your crown on!” he says with his hands raised like I’ve got a gun
pointed at him. “It was during the nineteenth century. You were a nurse and I
was a soldier,” he says, looking everywhere but at me. “You lived to be an old
woman and I lived to be an old man. We got a lot done in that lifetime. People
still call you the Lady with the Lamp.” He quickly jumps to a stand and turns
to leave the room.
“Where
are you going off to in such a hurry?”
“To
the bathroom, if that’s OK with you, your Highness,” he answers over his
shoulder.
As
I watch him walk away, I think of me living as an old woman and it hits me. I
was once a nurse and a very dedicated one. I remember my privileged upbringing.
My parents’ expectations. My expectations. What the poor souls around me were
reduced to. Our enemies, foreign and domestic. The constant battles. The wars.
The suffering. The pain of life. The peace of death. My distrust of men, bar
one. Finding solace amongst amber shards floating in rich brown pools. For a
time, he was alone with those eyes wide open in a world that refused to see.
His love. Our ongoing affair. Volatile and primal, but good. My body responds
in agreement. Apparently, very good. Oh, God...
Thankfully,
he takes his time coming back, but when he does, he is holding Georgie Pa’s box
still wrapped up in paper.
Feeling
his eyes on me, I look up at him standing before me, and the vision of us half
naked, frantically kissing and rolling across the floor flashes before my eyes
and also in other places. “Oh, God,” I gasp and wince. “Um...I mean, I
completely forgot about that,” I mumble, propelling myself upright to snatch
Georgie Pa’s box from him.
“So,
you do remember,” he says, smirking.
AUTHOR BIO:
KY LEHMAN is a novelist, a children's author, a teacher of swimming and water safety, wife to her high school sweetheart and the proud mother of their three very tall sons. She lives in the Yarra Ranges, Victoria, Australia with her husband and their children where she is currently writing the second book in The Rosefire Trilogy, The 13th Rising.
Author links:
0 comments:
Post a Comment