Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Snippet from Daughters of the Circle, book one, Shadows in Ravenwood

Clarie ran out onto the front lawn. She knew the Gargoyle statue wouldn’t be there—bClaire ut still. She stared at the empty spot where it normally stood. It was still gone. She turned around, staring at the things around her like that would make a difference. But the gargoyle statue remained gone.
So, now, that made it official. Their grandmother had been right. The Gargoyle statue had shape-shifted.
She’d known her Grams was right, but it’s hard enough to imagine a real shape-shifter, she sniffed, more-or-less one who could shift back and forth from stone.
Even knowing magick, she still couldn’t get use the differences in what people considered to be real—and what she’d come to know as real.
How was all this possible? How could people live their lives oblivious to everything around them?
It’s true, Claire thought. All things were possible with magick. She’d always known that. She’d seen enough of the little things happening around her—to know. She’d seen, first hand, what her grandmother could do. She’d heard her say exactly that often enough. Hadn’t she learned what magick could do as a teen, when she’d studied with Grams?
Still, she could hardly believe magick could go this far—that magick could account for this. She believed in magick—she did—but this seemed beyond the realm of possibilities. She knew her Grams hadn’t lied—what her Grams said in the attic was real. She realized now, she got through to her. She just didn’t want to think about it, when her grandmother spoke of the Gargoyle, because it made her head hurt.
Like she’d deliberately not made the connection between the winged man—and that stone beast in the yard. Could he take that form too, in life? Like the one in the stone?
People often did that, didn’t they? When they saw something, they couldn’t explain away. They’d block it out, or make up an excuse for it, in their mind. Didn’t they do that, so they didn’t have to look too close? So, they didn’t have to acknowledge the world around them—often had more to it than met the eye.
Claire felt Morgan come up beside her. She eyed her sister, who stared at the empty place where the gargoyle statue once stood.
“I don’t suppose you’re going to tell me someone has stolen the statue….” Morgan said.
Claire shook her head, watching her sister’s face.
Morgan’s brows shot up, and her lips pressed together for a long breath of a moment. “Ummm. And I don’t suppose you’re going to tell me you had it moved,” she said.
Claire smiled and reached out to take her sister’s hands. “Nope.” She gazed up at her. “Besides, do you think I could have moved it, without a freaking crane…?” She grinned.
Morgan didn’t smile. In fact, she was quite serious. “So—now you want me to believe it moved on its own.”
It hadn’t been a question, and Claire couldn’t help but to chuckle at the teasing sarcasm in her sister’s voice, even if she hadn’t intended it.
Claire saw dawning realization come over her sister’s face.
“This is what Grams had meant by the Gargoyle shape-shifter,” Morgan said.
Claire nodded. What more could she say? She couldn’t add anything, other than what she’d witnessed thus-far. Morgan saw that too—and nothing prepared Morgan for such a thing.
Morgan shoved her hands into the back pockets of her jeans. “And this is who keeps coming to our rescue?” Morgan said.
Claire bit her lip. “Apparently,” Claire agreed.
Morgan released Claire’s hands, took a step towards the empty square spot, where no grass grew—hadn’t for more than a hundred year.
“On top of all the other stuff—we now have magickal creatures haunting us,” Morgan said.
Claire gave a laugh that sounded on the edge of nervous—even to her. “Well—if it makes you feel better—we know he’s not haunting us,” she said.
Morgan eyed her, a questioning glint shown in her dark green eyes.
“He’s what Grams said—is a guardian.” She glanced up at Morgan. “A Gargoyle, here, protecting us, chasing that shadow away from us.”
She watched Morgan. She knew that knowing that didn’t make them any less afraid of him.
Morgan sighed. “I guess I always kind of knew that. Like it explained why he never truly felt threatening—even when we were kids,” she said. “The shadow—the warlock—must have been the evil who scared us so bad. We just took it for granted it was the winged man.”
Alex came up beside Morgan. “Like I told Morgan before, he seemed upset that he’d frightened us the way he did that day.”
Claire’s gaze, which had been on her sister, now jerked over to him. “What do you mean?”
Alex put an arm around Morgan and pulled her close to him. “I mean I remember feeling his emotions—his sorrow at having frightened us he way he did.” He stood watching Claire for a long moment, but she could see his thoughts had turned inward—to that day long ago when they’d been children. “When I crawled into bed that night, I remember feeling awful—terrified for Morgan—and you. And bad for him.”
“Because of what you’d felt from him—that he hadn’t meant to alarm us?” Morgan said, leaning back so she could look up at him.
He nodded.
“And what do you feel from him now?” Claire asked.
“Sorrow,” Alex said. “I think he feels we’ve misunderstood who he is. I think he meant to show us something—but we only saw a beast.”
“Like Beauty and the Beast,” Claire teased.
Alex made a face at her. He clearly didn’t like being compared to that.
“I’m sorry,” Claire said laughing.
Alex scoffed at her apology, saying, “You sound sorry.”
Claire grinned at him, as Morgan smiled and spun around in his embrace to hug him, and soothe his ruffled feathers.
Still chuckling, Claire left them alone, so she could go head back to their guests to tell them goodnight—and so Morgan could work her own magick.

Thursday, November 17, 2016

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Sunday, November 6, 2016

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

It's the night before Thanksgiving and all is quiet. Things have been tough lately, but what can you do. I keep plugging onward. That's the best medicine anyway. Isn't it?

Monday, November 16, 2015

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I woke this morning with that old saying in my mind--cry if you must but don't you quit. I've been working on better ways to structure my day since I have split my two loves, writing and sculpting, and I can't seem to give up either one of them. 

I'm working on finishing up Cat People and She Comes From Ashes. I have placed both of these under my fantasy work, Nora Wolfe, although She Comes From Ashes will only have paranormal overtones that some readers might see as a ghost, and others might see these same apparitions as a part of her revisiting her from her own past.

Which brings me to why I've split up my writing. Recently, I broke apart Lenore Wolfe, to include Nora Wolfe, so that those who love my Historical Western Romance can easily know that's exactly what they will find when they see Lenore Wolfe--and those who love my fantasy novels will easily know that's what they will find when they see the name Nora Wolfe. Since my own name is Lenora, these are both names I've known, growing up, so I've stayed close to them. So when I began writing in yet another genre, I went with an old family name,  my great-grandmothers, and wrote these under Nora Donnally. Writers often take a page from their experiences when writing almost anything, but the stories told under Nora Donnally have a fairly solid foothold in some truths in my life. But back to my great-grandmother. She was born in 1886 and she use to tell me old stories from her childhood when I was a young girl. I still miss hearing them. 

Also, I will be coming on here to give regular updates as to what I'm up to, what I'm writing--and what is happening in my life.

Speaking of which, I've struggled to keep exercise in my tight schedule--so wish me luck:)

This was a birthday present for my oldest son. He has a love for the jaguar. 

 I'm currently working on a Christmas line. I'll post pics of some of these soon. I won't get very many done this year, but I'll be doing a Winter line next, then Valentines and Easter, etc. I'll let you know how these go:) They're designs by Lenore, lol, Imagine that <g>

Monday, September 28, 2015

Deep in the woods, where the forest is our church and spirit is found in all living things, you will find four friends who begin to put together the pieces of their shattered lives to find out what this means for them. These novellas tap into this realm. A realm that brings to life the world of the Land of the Fae, where magickal beings really do exist, and you can come to visit for awhile....

In book One of this deeply mystical fantasy, ongoing novella, Morgan lost her memory, and her family, while playing with magick as a child when she called out the shadow. Now, disconnected from her future--and unable to resolve her past--she learns that she's inherited an Old Gray House. Yet the moment she spots Ravenwood manor--even though she doesn't remember how she came to leave there as a child--or that magick that took her away--some part of her knows the key can be found up in the attic--if she can only overcome her fear to search up there for her answers.

Her sister, Claire, remembers everything. Though she and her aunt were torn away from years, to look for her missing sister, they never found her. Now, when her grandmother passes away--just like that--Morgan reappears.

Claire knows she and her sister are born witches--and before her grandmother died, she taught Claire that she must gather the Daughters of the Circle--before it is too late....

Tara, Sophia and the boys also lost their friends that fateful day, when Morgan disappeared and Claire left home to search for her. Now, fate has stepped in to bring them all home and each of them battles their own hidden traumas in searching for the truth that once tore them all apart.

Friday, May 22, 2015

On the writing road....

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Thank you so much for stopping by! If you sign up for my newsletters, I'll be starting to send them out in June:) 

I'm still writing and editing pretty hard, trying to keep up with deadlines. Today is a very hard writing day. As soon as I get past a couple of these, which will be next Thursday, I'll stop and let you know what I have in the works, and when they're due out:)

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

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Morgan had become concerned, of late, about Alex. Hed had something on his mind, and it seemed like the more she thought they were getting close—the more hed pull away. Frustrated, she tried to put it from her mind. But she couldnt help it. She needed to figure out what bothered him. She needed for him to talk to her—but she didnt know how to get him to do that.

She knew what that probably meant—and she didnt like it. Only one thing could cause him to drift away from her—and if that were true—then she also knew what had been distracting him.

Distractions like that usually meant secrets. And Morgan didnt like secrets. They usually meant they had skeletons hidden in their closet—they were fighting to keep hidden.

She didnt know what she would do—if she found out that Alex had been keeping something from her.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

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In this mystical, fantasy romance, ongoing novella, two sister's inherit the Old Gray House. One doesn't remember how she came to leave there as a child or that magick--that took her away. One remembers everything--that they are born witches. Both must gather the Daughters of the Circle before it is too late. 

In the Land of the Fae lies the answer that could save them from certain destruction… 

Claire had refused to give up on finding her sister. Now she's back and with her--the chance to save their destiny. 

The Fae Races have tribes who help to provide needed protection from the brutal enemy that's been threatening the the sisters and their friends since they were children. They have killed members of their families before and the Fae had sent the Gargoyle to guard over them. 

Being a witch herself, it's a chance for Morgan to learn more about her lost heritage, now that she's remembering all that she had forgotten. 

Claire knows that their destiny lies in finding the Lost Daughters of the Circle, and so the sisters and their friends set out to recover the secrets long buried by their families. 

Tara struggles with the secrets of the past but she knows she must stand fast beside the sisters if they are to win. 

While, Sophia carries a secret that none of them know 

Meanwhile, Morgan discovers a lost love of her childhood, and as their undeniable attraction heats up, their relationship is about to reach a whole new level--one neither of them is prepared for.  

As they delve deeper into the hidden world their parents had tried to protect hem from, they begin to unravel a long-hidden secret about their destiny, their heritage and the danger that surrounds them all. The dark truth is about to come to light, and it'll change their lives forever…and threaten them all. 

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In Volume 1 of 4 in Season 1, of this dark urban fantasy, romantic novellas, an ancient race and a prophecy foretells of four princes, the sons of the dark mother, who rise up with a nation of old vamps to stop the rogue factions from ruling over mankind. 

In the hidden realms of this world lies a secret that could destroy the human race… 

Jess refuses to give up her search for the boy she once loved, who destroyed her dreams and betrayed the Jaguar People when he killed one fateful day seven years before. It's hunt that brings her face-to-face with the secrets of her past…and brings her back to the Alliance and the hidden palace that holds her people. 

Mira has come with her lovers Micah, and Lucius, to find her missing sister. What she finds sets her on a whole new path as one of the Sisters of Three. 

Constantine has deliberately caused the change to come over their sister. She must now live with Dracon to learn to deal with her hunger. 

The Jaguar people work with an ancient race of Vampires to protect races on Mother Earth from the rogue factions of vampires and the same brutal enemy, Constantine, who has been threatening all of their Peoples. Justice is the first prince of the Sons of the Dark Mother, the Prince of Fire, destined to help their people.  

Being of the Jaguar People herself, it's also a chance for Jess to learn more about her lost heritage, and she discovers secrets about her own destiny from the Jaguar Witch, Mira, about the Sisters of Three.  

But Jess is forced to face the truth when she comes face-to-face with Justice when she interferes with the mission, and as their undeniable attraction heats up, she finds out a truth that puts them on a whole new level. 

As they delve deeper into hidden worlds of their realms, they begin to unravel a long-hidden secret from their missing parents. The dark truth about her own beloved people is about to come to light, and it'll change their fates forever…and threaten everyone they love.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

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Three years ago, I was driving back from dropping off my son, when I went into bigeminal rhythm. I got off the freeway, pulled into a town I didn't know and called 9-1-1, where the told me to stop right in the middle of the road and sent an ambulance after me. The police came, parked my car at a church and I spent the night at the hospital. This led to a long run of doctors, where I learned that I have Barrters Syndrome, an electrolyte disorder that causes my heart to beat very irregular when I run very low on my electrolytes. I have to take a potassium sparing diuretic and potassium and magnesium supplements that caused my pharmacist to look sideways at me and ask me, "Are you sure?" Next, I also learned I have Ehler Danlos, and that's why all the joint pain. I ended up moving to part-time at work, then had to quit as my rhythms got worse. I had to keep increasing my electrolytes and still my rhythms cannot be controlled. And even though these are physical symptoms,  I believe that I could have kept from getting this bad if I had just not stayed in one of the most verbally abusive relationships I've ever witnessed.

I say all that to say this. I'm rebuilding my life and slowly some of my health. And I encourage women who think that abuse is just fists and words to realize that your body is responding like you've just run into a bear, every single day that you're in that relationship. It will kill you. It's not a matter of if he does it. It's a matter of when your body can no longer compensate for what is going on inside of your body every single day you live with abuse.

I took a Abnormal Psych class in college. That was eleven years into the abuse I had lived with--and already way too late. I got out, but it didn't stop the downward spiral my body had already taken. And it's taken five more years to begin to rebuild.

I would like to write books on this, but I'm not sure. If you want to talk to me about this subject, message me. If you would read these kind of books, let me know. I have to think about it. But I'd love to hear from you. Let me know your thoughts on the matter:)

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