Behind the Faerying Mysts, hidden from Mortal eyes, is a land where gods and creatures of myth and legend dwell. And in the Mortal Realm, their Princess is hidden away.
Quinn Sinclair lives an ordinary life with her less-than-loving mother in Conifer, Colorado, clueless of her true nature. On the night of her birthday, a staggering betrayal sends her life spinning out-of-control. As she struggles to pick up the pieces, a vision of a man with haunting tourmaline-blue eyes begs her for help, and she is transported into a Magykal battle-forever changing her life.
Arik Morgaine-Demigod bad boy and outcast of the Magykal Realm-tried to avoid contact with Princess Quinn for eighteen years, not wanting to make good on an old threat. But the fates have other plans. Arik can no longer deny his growing desire for Quinn, or the need to protect her from those wanting to control her burgeoning powers. Can the two of them come together and save the Magykal Realm from being destroyed by the Darkest of Magyks?
New Adult. Recommended for 18 and above. Mature themes, sexual situations, and profanity.
Character's Interview: Quinn Sinclair
I walk in and sit down, taking in the women before me. She's very pretty, but I have a sense future changes will make her a real beauty. She shifts uncomfortably in her chair as if she rather be doing anything than talking to me. She smiles when she sees me, and I can't help but be taken in by her bright, purple-tanzanite eyes. They're stunning.)
Dawna Raver: Hi Quinn. Thanks for joining me. I understand you've had a rough go of it recently.
Quinn Sinclair: Yeah. (She winces and nervously plays with her long, auburn hair.) Kind of.
Dawna Raver: Sorry about your birthday.
(She laughs, but it doesn't reach her eyes. For a split second, they turn jade in color. I take a quick breath and try to hide my reaction. I wonder if she knows her eyes can change color? I quickly change subjects.)
Dawna Raver: I understand when you got home your mother was missing? Any word on her whereabouts?
Quinn Sinclair: No. (She sighs, resigned.) Mother will show up whens she ready—or she won't. Whatever.
Dawna Raver: So, I understand your brother Iain is home from the Army. You must be trilled.
(She perks up at this.)
Quinn Sinclair: Yes, I'm very excited. It's nice to have Iain home.
Dawna Raver: And he's brought a friend, Devin MacGregor?
(She blushes and toys with the gold signet ring on her finger.)
Quinn Sinclair: Yeah. He's … nice.
(Her smile dips into a quick frown then back to a smile.) Yeah, nice.
(Having met Devin MacGregor, I understand her reticence. He's a man of power. Extreme power.)
Dawna Raver: You like him, don't you?
Quinn Sinclair: Sure. What's not to like.
Dawna Raver: But?
Quinn Sinclair: But nothing. You know, things are kind of crazy right now. Weird things keep happening. (She leans in and whispers.) I think I might have some kind of magic. I see these really weird colors around Devin. I think he has magic too.
Dawna Raver: Like Thaene?
(She vehemently shakes her head.)
Quinn Sinclair: No. Not like Thaene. How do you know about Thaene and magic anyway?
(Her eyes narrow.)
Dawna Raver: I'm afraid most people know about Thaene or they soon will.
(Her eyes flash jade again. I try not to react so she doesn't. I happen to know about her Magyk and have no desire to experience it first hand.)
Quinn Sinclair: Great! I really wanted the whole world to know about my disastrous birthday. This is effing perfect.
Quinn stands up and straightens the skirt of her black dress.
Dawna Raver: Are you leaving? So soon? (I hold up the bottle of tequila.) I have tequila.
She waves me off and strolls out of the room, she her shoulders a little slumped. I hear her mumble something under her breath, but I can't quite make it out. Something about me and a cow?
Sighing, I pour myself another shot and down it. I seem to have a knack for pissing people off. Oh well. I can always get my revenge in book two.
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Dawna Raver is an author of paranormal romance and urban fantasy. Colour Wielders, Book One, is her debut novel. When she's not spending time in her fantasy world, Dawna loves football, reading, and pretending she's a top chef in the kitchen. Oh, and fawning over her dogs and husband, sometimes in that order.
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