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SUBBED YESTERDAY to Fireborn Publishing & received contracts today with tentative release dates.

Hidden Hearts 1: Harder & Harder To Breathe (20/11/2015)

Hidden Hearts 2: One Last Kiss Goodbye (01/01/2016)

MY EDITS:

Just did QA edits on Hollow's Trouble [DRitC story] Not sure where it goes from here.

MY BOOBS:

I went and had my extra tests done and have gotten the all clear... which is a load off everyone's mind in  my family.

MY FAMILY:

Emily has started her second semester of her business degree in her first year of a business degree. she goes four days a week... Ethan is still in year nine of high school, plus he's building himself some trike thing...The Hubs goes back to New Zealand this Sunday so I will settle back into my writing schedule... Mum is doing okay as am I.

MY WRITING:

I'm working on The Freedomer's 1: Zephania's Chance... once the hubs is back in NZ I'll get back onto The Connelly Chronicles 2: Beautiful Goodbyes.

SENTINALS OF VARNUSE 2: Wind Walkers [8]

# 8

Raevyn stared at the space between him and Simian total shock running through his body as he stared at the beautiful transparent creature hovering above them who had taken both his and his cousins hand. How did the vision know they needed to be connected? How did he even know where to find them? But most importantly who was he? Ant why the hell did he call to Raevyn’s very essence.

Was the beautiful man something he and Simian conjured to them in their moment of need? Raevyn wanted to scream out as the vision exploded into a thousand shards of nothingness. He didn’t have time to think on it more as in that exact instant he felt Simian’s power combine with his own and his strength came rushing back to him, combined with Simian’s. Giving him enough force to break the bonds tethering him to the ground. The last beating Simian had taken at the hands of Tondran and his men kept his cousin slightly subdued and unable to focus his power.

Raevyn was still in shock over the whole waking up one day with his cousin staked out beside him. He’d never thought to ever see any of his true family again. The law stated—they were to be kept separated because combining the powers of the first line would be dangerous to the lives of every living thing in the known universe. Did the fool holding them captive even know who he was messing with? If he did, he obviously didn’t care.

Slowly but surely, Raevyn worked his tethers out of the ground until he was free. He rested in the pose as if he was still held by the restraints. He needed to make sure the time was right before he took out the person who had held him tied down like an animal for the last three cycles of the moon. The idiot and his minions had made an enemy of him when they treated him as a lesser being.

When he’d awoken to find Simian beside him his anger had grown tenfold. If it was the last thing he ever did in this life he would see his cousin free—Simian was destined for far greater things—things he couldn’t do if he was caged.

He wondered if Tondran would still have put them so close together if he knew they didn’t need words to communicate. Raevyn turned his face to the side until his gaze locked with Simian’s. “I will get you out of this. I promise. I swear to you I will get you back to your mates before the next cycle of the moon.”

Simian shook his head slightly, “They will come for us, and our new found friend will lead then directly to us?”

“How do you know?”

“Because when he was here I could sense my mates on him. Wherever he has come from my mates are with him.” Simian sounded like he knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Do you know who he is?”

Simian smiled sadly. “Don’t you?”

Confusion filled Raevyn’s brain. Yes the guy had somehow seemed familiar but Raevyn couldn’t remember meeting him anywhere before. Why would his cousin think he would know a total stranger?

“Look inside yourself, cousin, and listen to what you find.”

Raevyn could tell by the tone in his head Simian was laughing at him. What the hell is so damn funny? Why couldn’t he just come out and say what he knew? He hated not knowing what was going on in his own damn life.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, it didn’t take long for the ghostly image to appear in his mind. There was no denying the man’s image was so beautiful it hurt to look at. Maybe their ancestors sent the man to him in his time of need, but why send him something and just rip it away from him again. Raevyn hated being one of the cursed. Whoever said the pure lines where the sacred beings sure didn’t know what the hell they were talking about. Tondran just didn’t care about the legends at all. Then again, Raevyn was betting Tondran didn’t even know who they were—or more so from whom they were descended. Because if he did know, he would’ve secured them a hell of a lot better than this.

Bringing his thoughts back to the present he concentrated again on the beautiful man’s image until it became clearer in his head. He took in the sharp blue eyes, his lips were a little fuller than most, and looked softer. His face was oval shaped as his dark hair fell in waves around his shoulders. Raevyn saw the beads which had been intricately woven near his left temple showing he was a being from the hawk. So it meant this dark hair beauty was from the Earthen lands, and not from the realms of the Gods.

If he was a real person than it meant Raevyn had a chance of finding him again. A chance of finding out just who he was? And why he felt like he should know him? His heart lurched as he felt what his cousin meant. Why would Simian feel the connection between them when he couldn’t?

“My mate—but how?” All his life he had known he would be alone Varnuse would never have mated someone to one of the pure line. Except, Simian had two mates, didn’t he? Did that mean he also had another mate out there? His gaze locked on his cousin once more. “Should I be expecting another?”

Simian nodded his head, “Yes, our father ensured we would need two souls to tether us to reality. Your mates will come for you together. They have already bonded.” Bitterness seeped into his tone. “At least they like each other. I have also have two men to love me—Two men who cannot stand each other. You are lucky that Varnuse has given you men who want to be together.”

“Your mates will work it out.”

“I am not so sure.”

They fell silent as they heard feet approaching their gazes no longer focused on each other. Not wanting to give away their secret. Raevyn swore everyone in this encampment had to pay. They were going to die for all the things they had done to him and Simian.

Beautiful According To Me

Character Inspiration...

No clue who this guy really is, but he is how I see one of my main characters in The Freedomers... He is how I see Chance Hastings.

Again No clue who or where from, but he is definitely how I see my other main character Zephania.

I will keep you updated on all other characters as they come to mind. I will gather some pictures of how I see both worlds I may have to draw how the two worlds interact but it should give you all he gist of what's in my head... right now all I can say is thing of a cat ball. You know one of those hard plastic cage dealies with a tinkle bell inside.

Done, & About Bloody Time.

Hidden Hearts 1: Harder & Harder To Breathe, and HH 2: One Last Kiss Goodbye are done and at my beta reader James A... then back to me and then to my beta reader Jessica H and then to Fireborn Publishing.

Now I'm back to writing on The Freedomers. I have to write on a book today where I can stop and start as my hubs will need help unloading trucks.

Today I Am....

Today I am determined to try and get Hidden Hearts 1: Harder & Harder To Breathe finished. I've shut down all social media for the day so I can try and get the job done... I know I get distracted way to easily.

Now if I can only get my family to shut up long enough for me to get some peace and quiet (the kids are on school holidays... whether the be in high school or uni, they still think their drama should be at the top of my list of things to care about). I have half an hour of freedom left before they get up for the day.

At the same time I am fixing up parts of HH2: One Last Kiss Goodbye... mainly the timeline.

What's Happening...

This is the kind of look I get in my eyes when I get a new story idea, even if it is for an old story.

EXAMPLE: A story I haven't touched in years is called The Freedomers...It's kind of a futuristic... set on a very different, but still our Earth... with hints of sci-fi.  I already had 18.5K written on the damn thing but one of the main characters decided he needed a name change and he need the story told from a different angle. So Joshua Anderson became Dayne Mills and he wants his story told.

I still have 6K to write on Hidden Hearts 1: Harder & Harder To Breathe, and some changes to make in HH2: One Last Kiss Goodbye, just so the timelines follow on. I thought it would be easier writng a prequal second as I already know where the couple ends up, but let me tell you it's fricken hard as I keep having to go back and change stuff already written.

I'm also still working on The Connelly Chronicles 2: Beautiful Goodbyes... in between everything else. I'm taking my time with it so that I get it right. I want to do Ray and Viv justice and not come off seeming like I rushed the next instalment of their families story.