July brings sad, emotional scenes. This is an excerpt from The Discord Trilogy a fantasy fiction trilogy.
Excerpt from The Discord Trilogy
Excerpt from The Discord Trilogy
She looks like a medic, checking over a battle injured solider. His neck is ripped open, and when she pushes the gaping wound closed, Blake’s head wobbles.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay,” her shaky voice pleads.She thinks he can be saved.Aggie sobs and buckles into Ruben. Cora, Ann and Thomas stand over Tara helplessly. Kneeling next to Tara, I wrap my arms over hers to still her hands. “He’s gone.”She growls, twisting away from me. “No he’s not!”“Tara.”“Daddy, you can do this, just hold on.”“Tara…” The words stick in my throat, I can’t say it.He’s dead, Blake is dead. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.With quivering hands she picks up his wrist, raising it to her lips, her voice cracking. “No it’s all right, I can change you.”I gently tug his cold lifeless wrist away from her. “It won’t work now.”Her trembles become more intense. “No, no, no, no, no! DADDY!” she pulls his body toward hers, holding up his head after it flops backwards from where his neck has been broken. The tears won’t stop falling from my eyes. She hugs him, whimpering a deranged plea from the utterly grief stricken.What little blood he had left is soaking into Tara’s clothes as she wails. “Please Alex tell me what to do.”Tara’s grief breaks the dam for the rest of them and the sisters lose it. Our chorus of agony drowns out the waves crashing on the beach.Thomas barely holds it together.“Get them away from here,” I command. He and Ruben quickly comply, grateful to pull the sisters away from their broken father. They don’t need to see him bloodied and mangled any more than they already have. As the sisters' weeping fades only Tara remains kneeling, clinging to what’s left of her father.
“Shhhhh, inamorata,” I wrap my arms around both her and Blake.
She rocks back and forth. “This is not happening!”
“Tara, you need to let him go.”
Agonizing minutes tick by. She just squeezes him harder.
“We need to get you cleaned up.” She doesn’t make any gesture in reply, her eyes glassy and dull. After I scoop her off the ground she hangs in my arms with her eyes closed. Back in the house Thomas and Ann have retreated to their bedroom while Ruben and Aggie sit in the living room on either side of Cora.
Tara makes no move to help when I remove her blood stained clothes in the shower. The sound of fabric ripping echoes in the bathroom before I turn on the water. The warm water doesn’t visibly affect her. As I wash her off, her eyes stare at Blake’s blood swirling down the drain.
My mind reels with questions.
What happened? Why did we not see this coming? How can we survive this?
The Golden
Apple of Discord – Book 1
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Taralie Severin and her three sisters are a powerful
coven of modern-day witches who banish mythical creatures in between classes
and shifts at the police station. But when Taralie is kidnapped by vampires and
converted into the undead, her sisters are ordered to execute her for crimes
against the Milunfran order.
Refusing, the sisters become fugitives from both
their kind and vampires alike.
Abomination
– Book 2
Taralie Severin and her sisters have secured a
non-aggression pact with the rulers of the vampire world, the Noricum. Having
relocated to Cannon Beach, Oregon, Alexander prepares to marry his beloved
Tara. But when an encounter with average vampires goes wrong, the Severin
coven’s fragile amnesty with the Noricum is destroyed.
With the supremacy of
their rule challenged, the Noricum set out to restore the balance of power,
leaving the Severin family two choices – die on their feet, or live on their
knees.
Rubicon –
Book 3
Hidden away on a Caribbean island, Tara's body
survived abomination while her mind did not.
Strangled from within by Verus's
accumulated memories, the eldest Severin sister struggles under the weight of
so many conciseness inside her mind. But the Noricum are not idle, nor are they
forgiving.
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'I'm Lauren Hodge, a chemist turned author with three children, a lot of friends no one else can see, and a swearing habit. Writing is something I stumbled into on accident.
I don't write because I have a story
to tell. I write because there is a story inside my head and it's merely using
my fingers to get out. I enjoy writing protagonists that are flawed and enemies
that aren't. Not everyone is all good or all bad and I love the philosophical
process of defining that grey area.
There are two parts of communication. What is articulated and what is received for only the latter can compel action. You, the reader, are more important than me, the author. I relish understanding what you receive from my articulation. To help with that, I have editors - lots and lots of editors. Editors are the heroes authors need, but not the heroes they deserve. As an author, I strive every day to be worthy of professional editors.
I'm the oldest of seven and have an identical twin/perfect organ donor.'
There are two parts of communication. What is articulated and what is received for only the latter can compel action. You, the reader, are more important than me, the author. I relish understanding what you receive from my articulation. To help with that, I have editors - lots and lots of editors. Editors are the heroes authors need, but not the heroes they deserve. As an author, I strive every day to be worthy of professional editors.
I'm the oldest of seven and have an identical twin/perfect organ donor.'
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