Character: Latrice Burke from The 'Women of Willow Wood' Trilogy Latrice Burke: The Shadow Sister of Willow Wood Women There’s always one—the rebel, the risk-taker, the one who dances too close to the flame. For the Sisterhood of the Willow Wood, that sister is Latrice Burke. A long-standing member of the ancient and secretive society—born out of the deserts of New Mexico but rooted in something far older—Latrice has lived more lives than any mortal woman should. Whispers cla

The Artists Of Wildwood Canyon A Memoir By Lorlinda Osborne A Memento For My Soul Sisters Our Friendship is too Precious to Allow Time to Forget or Erase And to anyone who has dared to dream. Glossary of Characters Lauren: Main character – me. Husband, Brad. Jasmine: Folk singer/song writer, alien artist, and writer. Husband, Aaron. Heather: Jazz singer, artist and Tarot reader. Husband, Brooks. Dog, Mary Jane. Lizbeth: Illustrator and artist. Husband, Jon. Josie: Saxophone p

The cold March wind whirled the now-fallen oak leaves into vertical tunnels along the gutters in Enid, Oklahoma. Not yet spring and not winter either, March was always the coldest month. The young man hurried down the street, collar up against the wind, one hand in his pants pocket, the other holding onto his gray fedora to keep it from blowing off his head. Glancing up, he saw her waiting to cross at the light, her dark hair blowing in the wind. Her light tan coat seemed not

LOVE AND UNCERTAINTY   I’m not supposed to be here. I shouldn’t have come again today, but I just can’t help myself.   I watched her walk over the car park, giggling with a couple of friends. She spotted the car. Her parents had turned up to collect her from college. She said goodbye to her friends, got into the vehicle, and once the door closed, they drove away. She’s gone...yet again! I walk to a nearby park and take a seat in the cold, misty weather. I want to be alone wit

Chapter 4. Mental Plane Cognition Do you know that your Mental Plane’s cognitive decline can begin as early as your late 20s and early 30s? A University of Virginia study published in 2009 discovered “top performances in some of the tests were accomplished at the age of 22. A notable decline in certain measures of abstract reasoning, brain speed and in puzzle-solving became apparent at 27.” Considering the life expectancy age in the U.S. is about 78, that’s a lot of years to

Lidia looked up as her husband entered the house. “Marcus, what happened?” Then she saw the child in his arms. “Dear Creator! Is that—” Marcus nodded. “Seámus and Deirdre are dead. We arrived just in time to save Liam.” The toddler whimpered and clung to him, still in shock. “Mommy, Daddy?” The two turned as their seven-year-old son, Randolf, enter the room. Randolf’s eyes fell on the child. He looked confused. “The bugs killed his parents, Randolf,” Marcus explained. “Liam d

Chapter 1 Pacentro, Italy 1930 Bibianna Constantino muddled along the cobblestone road, her long green drindle skirt dragging with every step, picking up centuries of debris from the road. She stopped to take the floral-print bandana off her head to wipe the sweat from her brow. She set down the wrapped bundle of cheese she had cradled under her arm on the stone wall, across from Our Lady of Mercy Church in the center of the piazza. The sun blazed hot for this day in mid-Augu

EXCERPT The flight had been bumpy, so she was relieved when the plane landed bang on time. Stella didn’t want Will waiting for her too long. Bright overhead lights in the arrival hall cast a glow over the scene in front of her, spiking the excitement she’d felt since she’d booked her ticket. Despite her shaky legs, everything went smoothly as she came through baggage claim, and when she came to customs, she had a fun chat with a tall customs officer with a twinkle in his eye

From Part One - ‘The Road To Bridie’s Bridge’   Bridie’s mum always knew when her daughter was thinking. Bridie would always stare at her feet, and that’s just what she was doing now. She watched her daughter for a while. The book Bridie had been reading was laying on the grass next to her, and a half-empty cup balanced on the uneven ground, just under the wrought-iron garden chair she was sitting in. Hilda Ambrose smiled, as she watched her, and thought to herself how simila

Helen Rushforth/Pawson - the University days Throughout her infant and junior school years, Helen Rushforth had everything a child could ever want. Her parents being wealthy, she had a very privileged education in private schools. Her hobbies as a young girl were horse-riding, piano lessons and ballet, and she proved herself to be a most skillful pupil in them all. From being a precocious young girl throughout her junior school years, by the time she was twelve, she was an e