The Hansel and Gretel Curse

The Hansel and Gretel Curse is the second book in the Cursed Fairy Tales series and is now available on Amazon. Each book can be read as a standalone. However, for greatest enjoyment, the novels should be read in order.

A vicious witch.

A dark curse.

A lost kingdom.

After a mysterious woman comes to Gretel’s village, her brother Hansel disappears without a trace. Gretel soon discovers that the traveling beauty wasn’t just any woman, but a wicked witch who steals willpowers, transforming humans into slaves.

Determined to rescue Hansel, Gretel ventures into the lair of the witch, the Black Forest, swearing she’ll either leave with her brother or die trying.

An evil force has befallen General Stefan’s kingdom. The evil witch of the Black Forest is poisoning the royal family and the whole country. She must be brought to justice.

Cloaked in spells, the witch’s forest has consumed countless soldiers and only permits one solider to enter at a time. Unable to bring his army, Stefan must fight this battle alone. Or so he thinks until he meets Gretel. The willful redhead is an unlikely partner and his only ally.

Together, Stefan and Gretel must overcome countless obstacles and trials as well as untangle their terrifying romantic feelings for each other.

Will Stefan and Gretel find a way to outsmart the witch or will they lose their lives and everything they care about?

Filled with adventure, love, magic, and a strong heroine, this clean YA Fairy Tale is a must-read!

If you liked Kiera Cass, Serena Valentino, and Liz Braswell, you’ll love this!

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The Bluebeard Curse

The Bluebeard Curse is the second book in the Cursed Fairy Tales series and is now available on Amazon. Each book can be read as a standalone. However, for greatest enjoyment, the novels should be read in order.

A devastating curse. 

A broken soul. 

A fearless girl. 

After finding his sister crouched over their dead parents’ bodies, Nolan turns her in. To cope with his crippling loss, he seeks to forget his sorrows in revelries. But trying to escape his life only creates more problems when two girls, last seen with him, drown.

Unable to bear the town’s accusations, Nolan flees his home.

Five years later, he’s forced to return to the city that calls him Bluebeard and accept his count title. His welcome is anything but warm, friends treat him with suspicion, and the worst is yet to come…

Jolie knows servants shouldn’t interact with nobility, but there’s something about Nolan Bluebeard that makes it impossible to stay away even if being close to him jeopardizes everything she has worked so hard for.

While Nolan desperately tries to rebuild his reputation with Jolie’s help, a devastating curse has women around him falling dead one by one.

Will Nolan and Jolie break the curse, or will they die trying?

The Bluebeard Curse is the second book in the Cursed Fairy Tales series. Each book can be read as a standalone. However, for greatest enjoyment, the novels should be read in order.

Filled with adventure, love, magic, and a strong heroine, this clean YA Fairy Tale is a must-read!

If you liked The Siren and The Selection by Kiera Cass, K.M Shea and Melanie Cellier’s work, you’ll love this!

Join Jolie and Nolan on their journey to break the Bluebeard curse!

Excerpt Part 2: The Nutcracker Curse

Chapter 2

 

Clara

 

As I strode down the plush, ruby carpet, I was certain somebody was spying on me, but when I whipped around, I only found crystal chandeliers and gilded walls behind me. I sighed. For a year now, I’d had the feeling that someone was watching me, intending ill will. The sensation would come and go, lasting only for a few minutes. Each time, no one was there. Was I going insane? I shook my head vehemently, banishing the scary possibility and telling myself I was just overly cautious. And how couldn’t I be when my governess, Bernadette, constantly reminded me to sit straight, not to fidget, and never ever yawn in public, assuring me in her low alto voice that even when I was certain I was alone, somebody was always watching me, the heir of the Austrian Empire.

Thinking of Bernadette reminded me I needed to go to my dance class. I glanced at my pocket watch and cringed. It was ten past twelve, and I was once again late for my lesson. Worse, I wasn’t wearing my dancing slippers, but my favorite ankle boots with a sturdy one-inch heel that allowed me to walk fast and even run, two activities Bernadette didn’t approve of.

Cursing the current fashion, which dictated multiple layers of petticoats, I picked up my skirts and dashed down the marble corridors toward the mirrored ballroom.

Out of breath, I reached the big wooden double doors to realize the guard on duty was my dear friend Philip.

“You’re late.” With a grin, Philip opened the doors for me. His forest-green eyes roamed over my disheveled appearance without judgment, while I noticed with envy that his skin had turned a golden shade from the spring sunshine. Unlike me, Philip could do in his free time as he pleased, not having to worry about getting color that was unbecoming for a princess.

“I lost track of time,” I confessed as I slipped past him into the vast ballroom. The parquet floor shined, the chandeliers sparkled, and Bernadette glared at me.

“I’m glad you deigned to show up to your lesson, Your Highness,” she said in a dry tone. Even though she was plump and, in her fifties, her spine was straight, her shoulders were pulled back and down, and her stomach was sucked in. Compared to her, I was a sloven.

Immediately, I stood straighter and put the sweetest smile on my face. “I apologize, but I’m here now, and I’m very excited to learn the….” I tried to remember what I was supposed to be learning today, but for the life of me couldn’t.

“The loure, a danses à deux, a partner dance you will be performing at your coming-of-age ball. As you might recall, last time we learned the basic steps.” Bernadette shot me a sharp look, daring me to admit that I had already forgotten the sequence of the dance steps. “Today, we’ll dive into the more complex patterns.”

“Why can’t we do the polka?” The fast and upbeat dance always brought a smile to my face and never made me yawn.

“Because we’re learning a traditional, classical dance, not some fad.”

“It’s been popular since at least 1840. Is ten years a fad?”

Bernadette ignored my comment and nodded at the white-haired piano player, who fell into a serene, slow melody.

For the next hour, I tried to memorize as many steps as possible, stay with the rhythm of the music, and not trample all over the feet of my partner, a middle-aged man with a permanently serious expression.

When the tower clock chimed one, I glanced at Bernadette expectantly. “Are we done?”

Bernadette crossed her arms. “We’re staying here until you get the steps right.”

“But what about lunch?” I asked, my stomach choosing this moment to growl.

Bernadette shook her head disapprovingly, as if I could control the noises my stomach made and simply chose not to, then said, “We’re not leaving until you learn the loure. Your coming-of-age ball is tomorrow night, and it must be perfect. Otherwise, how do you expect any of the visiting princes to propose to you?”

I don’t. I’m not ready to marry. I didn’t voice my thoughts, knowing that doing so would get me nowhere with Bernadette and that if she relayed my inappropriate words to Father, he would be deeply disappointed. I couldn’t do that to him. I was all he had left.

In a chipper voice, Bernadette continued, “You’re of the right age to get married. Many girls in other kingdoms marry as early as fifteen. Your father agreed to postpone your coming-of-age ball until you turned seventeen due to my recommendation that you needed more time to learn everything a princess needs to know given your… restless nature.”

I pressed my lips together to stop myself from saying that it wasn’t my fault I was the only available heir. I wasn’t being difficult on purpose or to disappoint Father. My personality was simply not suited for the role I was supposed to fill. And I was nowhere ready to marry and rule Austria. I needed more time.

“Now, now, don’t look so glum.” Bernadette handed me a glass of water and rang the bell for the maid. “Please bring us some sandwiches and cookies.”

Even chocolate chip cookies didn’t cheer me up, but I was grateful Bernadette had sent for them, instead of making me feel guilty for not being excited about marriage.

Busy trying to process how much my life might change in the next few days and how I could avoid an engagement, I didn’t complain during the next few hours as Bernadette made me repeat the steps over and over again until everything was perfect and the dance sequence was burned into my mind. By the time we were done, the sun was low in the sky. I considered going to Father’s study but decided I needed some time alone to clear my mind and figure out how to talk him into giving me an extension, or at least a long engagement of two or three years.

Since I always did my best thinking outdoors, I exited the castle and went to the stables. I bypassed the horses, which neighed in protest as they were used to me bringing them carrots and spending a few minutes petting them and brushing their hair. But today, I didn’t have time to say hello to everyone; I needed the comfort of Biscuit.

Biscuit had the biggest stall at the end of the stable. Her big, brown eyes met mine. There was so much depth in them, I felt as if she understood me. As always, she was an immaculate shade of white, like fresh snow. Her horn glinted as rays of sunlight touched it, giving it a translucent, ice-like quality. Biscuit used to be my mother’s unicorn. The magic in her blood meant she had a much longer life expectancy than a regular horse and might even be immortal. Nobody knew, since unicorns weren’t native to Austria, and my mother had brought Biscuit from Ireland.

“Hey, girl.” I petted Biscuit’s thick mane, which was the color of liquid, white gold. “Are you up for a ride? I could really use one.” I saddled her and was walking her out of the stable when Philip came rushing toward me. A guard had replaced him at the entry to the ballroom earlier, so I hadn’t talked to him since Bernadette’s lesson. Even without me saying anything, he must have sensed something was wrong from my posture, because he said, “I’ll come with you.” Not waiting for my reply, he grabbed his inky stallion, Ace, and saddled him.

For a few minutes, we rode in silence. How I wished I always felt the way I did in the saddle—free, without responsibilities I wasn’t equipped to fulfill weighing heavily on me.

Philip tore me back to the present. “You should have asked for an escort. You shouldn’t be out riding alone, especially this close to sunset.”

I shrugged. “There’s a lot of things I’m not supposed to do.”

“Was Bernadette hard on you for being tardy?”

A mirthless laugh spilled from my lips. “Bernadette is the least of my worries.”

“Then what is it? Talk to me.”

“The coming-of-age ball. I’m not ready to meet my future spouse.” The words tasted like steel, hard and disgusting. If it weren’t for Father, I would run away, but I couldn’t do that to him and completely shatter his already fractured heart.

Next to me, Philip stiffened. For a while, we rode in silence until I couldn’t take it any longer. “I’ll talk to Father, ask for an extension.”

“You must marry eventually.” Philip’s voice broke, and I studied him. His chin was as strong as always, his cheekbones sharp, and his eyelashes sooty, but there was so much pain on his face. I reached out to touch his forearm, but he moved his horse away from me.

“A marriage won’t separate us,” I said. “We’ll still be friends. As the heir, I won’t leave. Whoever will become my spouse will move to Vienna.”

I tried imagining myself in a white wedding dress, smiling at my future spouse, but couldn’t. Instead, an image of another wedding popped into my mind. I was four years old and holding my new stepsister’s hand, as a heavy, golden crown was placed on her mother’s head. An overpowering floral musky scent hung in the air. The fabric of my dress itched. And my throat was parched. Even back then, I hadn’t been comfortable with my stepmother. I knew something was off about Jacqueline, and when I had been seven, she had proved me right.

I rolled my shoulders, willing the past to leave me alone. My gaze landed on Philip, who no longer looked dejected but fierce as a muscle in his jaw ticked.

“What is it?” I asked.

He gave a sharp shake of his head. “Nothing.”

I rolled my eyes. “Please, we’ve known each other since we were kids.” Our bond was special, forged by our common loss. My mother had passed away giving birth to me, and Philip’s mother, one of our royal seamstresses, had succumbed to a respiratory disease when he had been twelve.

“Fine. You want me to spell it out, then I will.” Philip’s green eyes turned on me, drilling past my title and my manners, or lack of them, to the person I was underneath.

The intensity in his gaze made me want to break eye contact and run. The tingling sensation roiling through me was too much, too strange, and I didn’t know what to do with it or what it meant.

“I want what’s best for you, and I don’t want any of those foreign princes to take advantage of you or Austria.”

My heart softened, and I put my palm on his hand. This time, he didn’t pull away; instead, he studied my skin, as if memorizing the mole above my little finger and the fine lines on my hand.

“I won’t let anyone take advantage of me. I promise. I won’t allow anyone to sweet talk me into anything or sway me with good looks and charm.”

Philip nodded, but the doubt remained on his face.

I paused, trying to come up with a way to put him at ease. An idea popped into my head, and I snapped my fingers. “I’ll invent a test for the princes. Only those who pass can court me, and I’ll insist to Father that I want to be courted for an extended period before getting engaged.” That way I would get the time I needed without disappointing Father.

Philip mustered a weak smile that didn’t reach his eyes, and I glanced away. Neither of us wanted me to get betrothed and have a husband stand between us. I couldn’t bear the idea that once I became a wife, my friendship with Philip would have to take a back seat and that the freedom I had so carefully carved out for myself would be ripped from me.

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Excerpt: The Nutcracker Curse

 

Chapter 1

 

Griselda

 

Sunrays streamed through the tiny bars of the prison window. The other prisoners rushed toward the light, bathing in its warmth and gazing longingly out the window and onto the azure sea that surrounded Snake Island.

I didn’t join them. Instead, I remained in my position on the cold stone floor and pulled out my magic mirror from my enchanted bag, which was invisible to everyone but me. Focusing on the mirror, a keepsake from my dead mother, I willed it to show me what was happening at Schönbrunn Palace, the summer residence of the Austrian emperor and his daughter, Crown Princess Clara. Painfully slow seconds trickled by as the mirror continued to show me my own reflection until, finally, the surface rippled like waves in the ocean. My face disappeared to be replaced by her face.

I consciously loosened my jaw before my teeth grinding ended with a chipped tooth. I hated her. I hated everything about my stepsister. I hated Clara’s oval face that looked more refined than my square one. Her blue eyes that were so much brighter than my gray ones could ever be. Her long, gold-brown tresses that were thick and voluminous and never hung limply on her shoulders, unlike my dull, ash brown hair. She was wearing a satin gown tied at her back, revealing her feminine curves, curves that my flat body lacked. The dress wouldn’t suit me, and yet, I longed to rip it off her, put it on, and stuff her in my brown, stained prison garb.

I should have been living in the palace, walking around in beautiful dresses. Instead, I had been banished to Snake Island a month after I had turned eight because of Clara. If she hadn’t run her stupid mouth and told my stepfather, the king, that I had dark magic that allowed me to shift into a mouse, he would’ve never banished me. I would’ve continued being his stepdaughter, and Mother would still be alive and ruling by his side.

Because of Clara, I was stuck here while she frolicked in the palace. Watching my stepsister running down the stone corridor and chitchatting with the help made disgust rise in me. She shouldn’t be talking to the servants. She should be in the study, crafting war strategies and arranging allegiances, making the kingdom stronger as a real crown princess would. Clara didn’t deserve the title. It should be mine, and soon it would be.

From underneath my cloak, I pulled out the white-bearded nutcracker dressed in a red-and-black soldier uniform, black boots, a tall hat, and a silver sword attached to his belt. After working on him for the last year, the time had come to use him.

As if on cue, Clara exclaimed, “Really, my fairy godmother is coming as well? How wonderful!” She clapped her hands together, as if she were still seven and not seventeen, and I had to subdue my gag reflex.

The nutcracker in my hands had been a gift to Clara from her dead mother, and the only item I had been able to swipe before I had been banned from the palace and forced to live on this forsaken island. At first, I had wanted to destroy the wooden doll, but fortunately I had resisted. Now, the nutcracker would become the tool to facilitate my revenge and help me reclaim my kingdom.

In addition to mouse shifting, my mother had passed on the ability to perform dark spells, which had manifested a year ago when I had turned seventeen. For a year, I had been working on a spell for the nutcracker, and finally, it was ready. I touched the wooden figure, not worried that I would unleash the curse I had placed within. The curse wouldn’t attach itself to just anyone—it was specifically designed for Clara. Unfortunately, like all curses, the Nutcracker Curse wasn’t infallible. Magic required that each curse could be solved. However, the solution to the curse was nearly impossible to obtain, and I wasn’t worried about Clara or anyone else from the dimwitted Austrian Empire succeeding.

I examined the figurine one last time, then checked on the fist-sized, blue-lit orb. The circular light was a portal, crafted by a talented witch who had secretly copied the main portal in the chief of the guards’ office. Both portals connected our island to the various kingdoms we had been banished from. The portal was only big enough to allow small items, such as letters to pass through. I had tried before to shift into my mouse form and slip through the passage, but it had sensed my presence and that I was a being, not a thing, and rejected me.

Each day for a year now, I had been using my dark magic on the portal, making it less resistant. It was still too strong and unyielding to permit me passage; however, in less than forty-eight hours and with a final boost of magic from me, it would let through an inanimate object bigger and heavier than a letter—the nutcracker.

Using my powers for both the curse within the figurine and to widen the portal had cost me a lot of energy and depleted my dark magic reserves for the foreseeable future. Not ideal, but a necessary sacrifice. Because once the nutcracker traveled through the portal, it would end up in Schönbrunn palace and eventually find its way into Clara’s curious hands, making her pay for revealing me as a shifter to the emperor.

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The Nutcracker Curse

12 days.

4 realms.

Break the curse.

Or turn into a nutcracker.

Princess Clara thought she knew the main threat to her freedom.

She was wrong.

At seventeen years old, Clara isn’t ready to marry, and yet that’s what she must do as the crown princess of Austria.

However, getting to know the foreign princes visiting her kingdom becomes the least of Clara’s worries when she touches a bespelled nutcracker and unleashes a deadly curse. She has twelve days to feed the nutcracker the magical nut Crackatook. If she fails, her soul will become trapped inside the toy for all eternity and her body will turn to wood.

Instead of relying on her suitors or the king’s men to find the cure, Clara saddles her unicorn and sneaks out of the palace. Her childhood friend Philip notices her leaving and makes her choose between returning to the castle or allowing him to come along.

Reluctantly, Clara agrees to him joining her, and soon, they are off to lands filled with mythical creatures.

Will they survive all trials and find the Crackatook in time? Or will Clara’s soul become trapped in the nutcracker and her body turn to wood?

Filled with adventure, love, magic, and a strong heroine, this clean YA Fairy Tale is the perfect festive read!

If you like K.M. Shea, Melanie Cellier, and Kiera Cass, you’ll love this.

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A new YA series: Cursed Fairy Tales

Dear readers,

After writing five books in the YA Paranormal genre, I’m branching out into the YA Fairy Tales category. This winter I would like to share with you three retellings in my Cursed Fairy Tale series.

Titles and release dates:

  • The Nutcracker Curse,  December 1st, 2018
  • The Bluebeard Curse, December 15th, 2018
  • The Hansel and Gretel Curse, January 14th, 2019

I’ve chosen these three fairy tales because I loved reading them as a child and because I haven’t found many retellings on them compared to tales, such as Beauty and the Beast and Cinderella.

The Nutcracker Curse

The Nutcracker Curse is loosely based on ETA Hoffman’s story and the ballet. It does, however, feature all the main characters—the nutcracker, Clara, Mr. Drosselmeyer, and the Mouse King. I’ve also added some new characters—a unicorn and griffins. I hope you’ll enjoy reading this novel about magic, love, and friendship as much as I enjoyed writing it!

To find out more about The Nutcracker Curse, please follow this link.

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The Bluebeard Curse

I first read the original Bluebeard fairy tale as a child and immediately was fascinated with it. The tale was very dark with Bluebeard executing his wives for their curiosity, which I guess back then wasn’t considered a virtue. As you’ll see, I put a very different spin on the original fairy tale while still keeping some of the dark elements. Join Jolie and Nolan as they move from hopelessness and darkness into the light and toward joy.

To find out more about The Bluebeard Curse, please follow this link.

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The Hansel and Gretel Curse

The Hansel and Gretel Curse is the third book in the Curse Fairy Tale series. You won’t find an evil stepmother that sends her children hungry into the forest, however, you’ll meet dragons! I hope you’ll enjoy this new adaptation of this classical tale. As a child, I never liked it that a lot of the fairy tales were driven by the antagonist, thus, I gave Gretel a lot of agency. She’s a fearless protagonist that chooses to venture into the witch’s lair to free her brother.

To find out more about The Hansel and Gretel Curse, please follow this link.

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A dark artifact. A run against time. A deadly demonic power.

Phoenix Call, book 4 in the Dark Legacy Series is now available on Amazon.

Sierra has decimated her uncle’s generals but not his will. He returns more vicious than ever and is prepared to go to any lengths to obtain power, even if it means the annihilation of the planet.

Three hundred years ago, when the dark lord was defeated, the Phoenix emblem broke into two pieces.

Now, one half of the emblem has surfaced, and Sierra must find a way to destroy it before her uncle steals it.

If she fails and the two emblem parts are united, a great evil will be unleashed and everything she holds dear will be obliterated.

Phoenix Call is the fourth book in the Dark Legacy series. Filled with magic, heartache, and backstabbing, it is a YA Fantasy read that can’t be missed!

If you liked The Mortal Instruments, Vampire Academy, and Vampire Diaries, you’ll love the Ardere series.

Will Sierra stop her uncle in time or fail and pay the ultimate price?

Read now and find out!

The fifth and final book, Phoenix Unleashed, will be released in fall 2018.

April Freebie Fest

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She will venture into the enemy’s lair to save the ones she loves

Spirit Snatcher, book 3 in the Dark Legacy Series is now available on Amazon.

Do you enjoy YA fantasy series full of plot-twists, secrets, and romance?

Couldn’t get enough of Vampire Academy, The Mortal Instruments, and Shadow Falls?

Then the Dark Legacy series is perfect for you.

Sierra is trying to come to terms with the discovery of her family’s dark secrets and master the elements when the Culpatus begins to abduct Guardians from London’s streets.

To find out what the Culpatus has planned and where they’re taking the Guardians, Sierra has to team up with Gavin and confront the reality that her heart still longs for him, even though she’s dating Cooper.

The mission to rescue the Guardians will test Sierra, Gavin, and Cooper like nothing has ever before and take them deep into the lair of the Culpatus.

Will they manage to free their people, or will they end up prisoners themselves?

Filled with plot-twists, secrets, and romance, Spirit Snatcher will keep you on the edge of your seat wanting more!

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Urban Fantasy Book Sale

If you love Urban Fantasy books and are looking to discover new authors, check out this wonderful Urban Fantasy Sale hosted by Genre Reader:

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