This RingJacqueline Paige
Length: 23,700
Genre: Paranormal / fantasy
romance
Book Description:
Attempting to pick up the pieces
of her life and heart, Emma flees to an isolated cottage on a lake. Not knowing
what to do or where to start, she needs time to decide on her new life.
An invisibility curse has given
Bryce forty years to reflect on past mistakes. The arrival of an intriguing
woman brings him someone to watch, who just might be the first to see him in
decades.
Together they may find their chance
to live again…
This
Ring was previously published in 2011 as one of the stories in the Curses book
Excerpt #1
The most fascinating
thing began to happen as the sun started to light the world. It
looked as if fog, or mist she supposed, was coming off the ground and shore,
moving out over the water. She sat there in awe, never having seen
such a thing in her life. It was both eerie and breathtaking all at
the same time. For a second she pondered on whether she should run
back inside and get her phone to record it—but not knowing how long it would
last she sat right where she was.
In no time the lake
was covered in a blanket of mist that hovered and swirled just over the water’s
surface. Emma couldn’t take her eyes off the bright white layer over
the water. Birds were oblivious to it being there as some flew from
the trees to land among the haze—only to vanish from her
sight. There was something else among the white vapor; she stood to
get a better look in the low light, trying to decide what it could be.
As her eyes focused
through the misty dawn glow she dropped the cup to the sand beside her
shoes. It looked like a man; only he wasn’t quite solid
looking. Which, she knew was crazy. Men didn’t walk out
of the water. She thought maybe he was on a boat that the fog hid,
until it swirled clear around him and there was nothing but water beneath his
feet. Snapping her mouth shut, she squinted and watched as he came towards the
shore. Having hallucinated more than enough, she turned abruptly and
walked back towards the little cottage. Clearly she still needed a
lot more sleep.
Excerpt #2
All in all it
had been a long tedious road to this point with no turns what so ever—until
this morning when she had looked right at him with both disbelief and dismay on
her face. It may not have been a
positive cosmic vibe but it was a hell of a lot more than he’d had in all the
years he had been waiting and wandering.
Before he was
filled with that woe feeling that plagued him daily, after all spending an
eternity with no one but yourself got to you after a few years, he turned back
to study her. This hadn’t been a huge
past time of his, most of the time when there were people around he wandered
the other way. After all they represented
the one thing he wasn’t – there. With
her though it was different, she was somehow different than all the
others. What was it about her?
There wasn’t
anything in particular that stood out about her. She seemed to be an average height and build. He pinned her age somewhere close to thirty
that much about women hadn’t changed that he couldn’t guess an age range and be
pretty close to right. Her hair was a
mousy brown, for lack of a better way to describe it, and she had it all
chopped up like scissors had randomly been placed wherever and cut—he liked it,
it was original. Of course he didn’t
know what the current in thing was,
so it may not be all that original. He
wasn’t close enough to see her eyes, but thinking about when they were huge and
staring in his direction, he was fairly certain they were brown. So she was very much average across the
scales—but what was it about her that just kept him sitting here on this rock,
not that he felt his body against it, watching her.
There were
choices here, at least a few. He could
sit here and continue doing what he was doing until night came, bringing
morning closer. That would get a few
bits past boring if she went back inside again and didn’t return. The second option was to go wander around the
lake and pass the time with more speed than he was doing now. Grinning, he shook his head—because making
time go faster had worked out so well for him in the last decade, or two.
About
the Author:
Jacqueline Paige lives in Ontario
in a small town that’s part of the popular Georgian Triangle area. No one has ever heard of Stayner, so she
usually tells people she lives “near Collingwood” and no, she doesn’t ski at
Blue Mountain or at all, in fact she’s not even fond of snow.
She began her writing career in
2006 and since her first published works in 2009 she hasn’t stopped. Jacqueline describes her writing as “all
things paranormal”, which she has proven is her niche with stories of witches,
ghosts, physics and shifters now on the shelves.
When Jacqueline isn’t working at
her ‘reality job’ or lost in her writing she spends time with her five
children, most of whom are finally able to look after her instead of the other
way around. Together they do random road
trips, that usually end up with them lost,
shopping trips where they push every button in the toy aisle, hiking
when there’s enough time to escape and bizarre things like creating new daring
recipes in the kitchen. She’s a grandmother to four (so far) and looks forward
to corrupting many more in the years to come.
Jacqueline loves to hear from her
readers, you can find her at www.jacqpaige.webs.com
, www.jacqpaige.blogspot.ca or http://magicseasonsbooks.blogspot.ca
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