Misty
Hills, Book
One
Nadia
Nader
Genre: YA Paranormal
ASIN: B00S99Y4I8
Number of pages: 135
Word Count: Roughly 45,000
Cover Artist: Consuelo Parra
Book Description:
When Vivian’s mother dies in a
tragic accident, Vivian’s world is turned upside down. Her life, as she knows
it, is over. A new life, full of her mother’s secrets, begins…
Sent away by her father to live
with two eccentric aunts on the mysterious Tremaine Estate, Vivian comes to
learn that a powerful curse lurks over her family – one that only she may have
the power to break. With each day she spends in Misty Hills, Vivian uncovers
more unsettling discoveries about the town, her reclusive family, and herself.
Can Vivian let go of every truth
she’s ever believed and discover who she really is, before the dark secrets
hidden within the supernatural town threaten to consume her and those she
loves?
Excerpt
A couple of pots
were bubbling atop the stove emitting delicious smells. My mouth watered, and I
realized how long it had been since I'd had a home-cooked meal. My father and I
had lived on ready-made meals since mother’s passing. I briefly wondered how my
father would manage without me there to make sure he ate. I blinked back the
tears that threatened to spill over.
“Have a seat at
the table.” My aunt gestured to a cozy table along the wall. Two places had
been set. With an efficient stride and swoop, she took a seat. “I’ve made beef
stew with vegetables and rice.”
“It smells
delicious.” Despite the lump in my throat and rock in my stomach, I salivated.
With a serving
spoon, Aunt Agnes scooped rice onto my plate and added a healthy helping of
stew alongside it. She did the same for her plate and then sat watching me as I
raised a spoon to my mouth.
I took a bite and
reveled in the taste. She smiled at my blissful reaction. The smile softened
her face, making her appear kinder.
“This is amazing.”
“Thank you.” The
smile disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared. Her face clouded over again.
“We take turns cooking here. Beatrice actually made that. Of the three of us,
she’s the better cook.”
“I can cook too,
if you like. I used to cook for my parents sometimes. Mom taught me some family
recipes.”
Aunt Agnes studied
me for a few seconds. “That would be nice. It’s good to give Beatrice a break
from time to time.”
We ate the rest of
our meal in silence. The beef stew filled my stomach and warmth spread across
my body. In the cozy atmosphere of the kitchen, with pots bubbling across the
countertop, I almost felt content for the first time that week. Before I could
enjoy it for too long, my aunt spoke.
“You won’t be
expected to go to school tomorrow. I’ve told them that you’ll start on Friday,
so no reason to go and mix them up.” She frowned at me. “I don’t normally
encourage slothfulness, but I supposed you could take the day to recover from
your travels. If you’d like, you can explore the grounds. You can also go down
to town if you wish.”
I nodded
gratefully.
“Is there anything
you would like to ask me?” Aunt Agnes peered at me down her thin nose.
“Yes.” I
hesitated, not sure it was the right time to ask. Then I decided to take the
plunge and pose the question that had been bothering me since I'd found out I
was being sent to live with them. “Why didn’t my mother ever mention she had
sisters?”
If I hadn’t been
intent on observing her reaction, I would have missed the fleeting expression
of anger and grief that crossed her face. But I was watching closely.
That expression
disappeared quickly, and she looked back at me in disapproval, her face
becoming more pinched looking. Her lips thinned to a white line until they
almost disappeared. The silence went on long enough for it to become awkward.
Soon, all I could hear was the loud ticking of the grandfather clock.
When I thought I
couldn’t bear the tension any longer, my aunt finally spoke. “Your mother never
mentioned us because she was desperate to break free. Mentioning us would have
made her escape futile.” She looked at me with an intensity that made me
lightheaded. “As it is, you are back with us, so she never managed to truly escape.”
Author Bio
Nadia Nader lives in Kuwait with
her family.
You can contact Nadia on her blog http://www.nadianader.com
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Interview
Please welcome The Enchanted Rose author Nadia Nader to Diane’s Book Blog.
\What is your
favorite part of the story, The Enchanted Rose?
My favorite part is Vivian’s initial shock when she [spoiler
alert] meets her twin for the first time.
How long did it take
you to write The Enchanted Rose?
It took me about 3 months but a year of editing. I
procrastinated, a lot!
How do you overcome writer’s block?
I make sure to sit down in front of the computer and turn off
the Internet and just write whatever is on my mind, even if it has nothing to
do with the book. I find that if I do that long enough, I start gravitating
towards writing things that have to do with the book.
If you were
stranded on a desert island which of your characters do you want by your side?
I would want Vivian by my side. I think she would take action to
try to get off the island and she will find a way to do it. She would always be
fun person to be stranded with; she’d have a lot of stories about her
experiences growing up abroad!
If you could be
best friends with one of your characters, who would it be?
No question about it, Jaxon. He’s hot, has a sense of humor, and
is just fun! He’s also a great protector. I like guys who are tough with a
sweet side to them.
What inspired you to
write your first book?
I wrote a story that I wanted to read. It’s a paranormal mystery
that keeps you turning pages.
What book are you
reading now?
Fairest: The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer. She’s
brilliant! If you haven’t read her series, start reading now!
What do you prefer paperback, hardcover, or
ebooks?
I’m a paperbak/ebooks girl. I love my Kindle but I drool every
time I see a gorgeous cover in paperback. Can’t help myself, I have to collect
pretty art!
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