Book Blurb

Unexpected Refuge.jpgYa know those blurbs you read on the back of the covers of Novels.  Here’s mine for Unexpected Refuge.  If you have any suggestions, please feel free to comment.

Circa 1800

Running from his shameful past, Niall Elliot escaped to the mountains of North Carolina to build a refuge to heal from the wounds of his heart. All he wanted was to be alone in hopes that he could forget the dreadful events that haunted him.

Uprooted from her innocent life, young Rebekah Tucker and her mother were taken by her father on a secretive, westward journey. Soon Rebekah found herself in the hands of an unsavory couple who forced her into “indentured servitude”.

When Niall answers Rebekah’s plea for help, both their lives will change forever.  They will find an Unexpected Refuge.

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Destiny: Unraveled

Teaser for my Novel-In-Progress, Unexpected Refuge.

Rebekah let her hair down to let the summer sea breezes flow through it while Lee pushed her on the old swing.  She could feel his gentle touch lightly push her back each time she swung back.  Her skirt billowed with each push forward.  She loved this swing.  It always made her feel like flying

As the swing made its descent once more, Lee’s hands stopped her.  She didn’t look at him when he moved her hair and placed gentle kisses on her neck.

“What are you doing?”  she asked with a playful tone.  She did not stop his advances.

“I love you, Rebekah,” his voice was raspy with desire.  As he slid his hands around her waist, she felt his blonde hair on her cheek.

Rebekah shot up and away from him.  “You will just have to catch me to prove it,” and with that, she ran to the old live oak tree.  The limbs were almost to the ground, giving easy access.

As she climbed, she felt a familiar hand on her ankle.  She turned to him to protest but met him face to face as he pounced upon her, holding on the the large limb.

“Tease me, will you?”  He put his lips to hers and kissed her urgently.

Lost in his embrace, she was startled to hear Isaac and pushed Lee out of the tree with a thump.  She jumped down and went to the family servant who was waiting by the swing.

“Your mother and father are looking for you,” Isaac’s words held no emotion.

“Is everything alright?” she asked with concern.

Isaac swung his arm gracefully toward the house gesturing her to go ahead of him.  Rebekah ran away, leaving Lee in the garden, little knowing she would not see him again for a very long time.


Danger: Unknown

Night was falling and Niall situated himself against the log in the lean-to. Next to him was his rifle, a couple of books and a bag of apples his mother had packed for him. Sitting on the damp ground, he thought of his mother crying when he left. There was no way he could have stayed in the house, as much as he loved his parents. When he returned from Scotland, she was elated to see him again. Now he left their home once more to wander the mountain, seeking healing from the wounds that covered his soul.

His father, David, reacted differently. The letter Niall’s parents received from his uncle explained that Niall had experienced some trouble and would be returning home. David grilled him with his grouchy manner, but Niall managed to keep his secret close to his chest. When Niall told his father he was leaving, David generously gave him a tract of land on the mountainside so Niall would always be at home. That was his father: grouchy then kind.

The freedom of the mountain forest was now his in which to live. He would roam in the day and retreat to some shelter at night.

Within a short distance, he heard the cry of a…baby? Investigating, he looked out of the shelter of his lean-to when he heard the growl of a mountain lion. Before he could reach his rifle, the cat was flying through the air to pounce on his prey – Niall. Then he heard a hissing noise and a “thwap”. The cougar hit the ground with a thump. Dead. Niall lifted his rifle aiming to shoot when he heard a familiar voice.

“Hol’ on there, Elliot.”

With his rifle raised, Niall walked around his lean-to and spotted Cramer Mitchell, a known mountain man. Niall lowered his gun and breathed a sigh of relief.

“What are ye doin’ out here?” Mitchell asked, holding a cross-bow in his hand.

“Existing,” Niall replied, catching his breath.

“Come on. Let’s us clean this creature ‘afore it attracts more.”