Once upon a time (usually only fairy tales start like this, but this is a little bit like one), not long ago, an idea came into my mind, and it stuck. Never before had I thought about writing a book, not even for a moment, but now the idea was here and had taken on a life of its own. The results of this idea are the 500.000 sold copies of the SilverMoonSaga in German. Sound simple? Well, on the one hand it was, but on the other it wasn’t. Writing books is a nerve-racking, energy-sapping but wonderful business. Never would I have thought that I could do something like that, but my fairy tale came true. Maybe that’s why my books are about fairy tales, legends and mythical creatures. For me, there is nothing better than taking my readers with me into unknown worlds and fantastic adventures.
Before then, my life was quite normal. A working mum of three children doesn’t usually have time for pipe dreams. But knowing what I know now, I want to encourage everybody to believe in their pipe dreams and help them to become real. It can become a great adventure.
Nonetheless, I have to admit that you need a lot of luck, a lot of courage, endurance and great partners. For me, this partner was Amazon. Unfortunately, no publisher saw enough potential in my story to take it to the book stores. But with hindsight, I am very happy that because of this I got the chance to introduce my baby to the world and accompany it through the whole process by myself. And what’s more, because of the Amazon subsidiary Create Space, all readers can enjoy my book.
But it wasn’t just Amazon who helped me to get to where I am today. Each and every one of you who gets involved in my book and carried away by my story is a reward, for me as well as for the main characters, Emma and Calum. Without you, your fantastic reviews, your Facebook postings, blog comments and tweets, SilverMoonSaga would not be where it is today.
SilverMoonLight (Book I)
Not even Emma’s worst nightmares could have prepared her for the dramatic change that takes place in her life. After the sudden death of her mother, she has no choice but to go and live with her Uncle and his family fom Washington on a sleepy town Portree.
The last thing she expects is to fall in love there. From the very first moment she meets Calum, his mysterious aura captivates her. He casts a spell on her, and even his seeming disinterest does little to change this. His contradictory behaviour only adds to his allure. But before long this fassade begins to crumble, and eventually even he gives in to his feelings.
When he reveals his true identity to her one day, she flees from him. But it’s too late, for she has already fallen head over heels...
A fantastical, mythical book with fascinating creatures that anyone would love to encounter. Immerse yourself in the story of Emma and Calum.
"...as if hypnotised, Lucy stopped in her tracks and stared at the scene in front of her. She must be dreaming, for what she saw before her couldn’t possibly be real. She rubbed her eyes.
All of a sudden, tiny yellow flames darted out of the aisles to her left. They seemed to get bigger every time she blinked, their colours transforming into a dazzling blend of white, blue and red.
There was no doubt – the archive was on fire.
The books – the fire would destroy them. Every single one of them. Lucy was frozen to the spot as she began to hear the books’ despairing screams. Their fear burrowed deep down into her heart.
She swayed, reaching her hand out towards the wall for support. What could she do? Much too quickly, the fire was eating its way through the dry wood and ancient paper. The flames licked over the floor, wrapping around every single box, boring their way inside and carrying out their destructive work. It was almost meticulous, the way they did so, as if wanting to prevent even a single book escaping its fate. None would remain untouched. The treasure that had been stored and protected here for so many years was being lost in front of Lucy’s eyes.
‘‘You have failed,’’ thundered a voice inside her head.
Her dazed state dissolved away and she burst into action. Filled with panic, she turned around and rushed back into her office. She turned the light back on and reached for the telephone, but her hands were trembling so much that the receiver slipped from her hands and crashed down to the floor.
Any help would come too late for the books down here, but perhaps the ones on the upper levels could still be saved. She would need to hurry. Everything depended on her now...’’
"Lucy tried to move, but couldn’t – she was gripped by fear. She blinked. What she saw made her blood freeze in her veins. The creatures that had appeared to her in her nightmare in the hut had found their way into this impenetrable cave. Except, this time, there were many more of them. The papery shadows blurred into one another. This couldn’t be real; she had to try to wake up, then they would disappear. But she couldn’t move, and the yellowed figures were moving closer and closer towards her. What did they want from her? In a tiny corner of her mind that was still capable of coherent thought, Lucy wondered what it was that the creatures reminded her of. It was only when one of them stretched its translucent, claw-like fingers out towards her that she remembered. If they weren’t so obviously made of paper, they could be the Brothers of Nazgul from Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings. But it had been a long time since the Ringwraiths in their ragged robes and on their immense horses had seemed as scary to her as these horrific spectres.
Gripped by this realisation, Lucy screamed, trying to expel the fear from her body. The figure shrunk back and Lucy seized the moment to shake off her stupor and jump up. The horror gave her extra strength. She jumped up into the air, grabbed one of the roots and pulled herself upwards. In panic, she crept over the root system, expecting one of the hands to reach out towards her and pull her back. But instead, she was blinded by a bright light. She stumbled, then gave a sigh of relief. Whoever it was, someone had found her, had come to rescue her. Rescue her from these paper ghosts and from Nathan. Her rescuer pulled her to his chest and held her tight. It took her a few moments to recognise the familiar scent that made its way into her nose. But when she realised who was holding her, she broke down in despair."
A small taster from BookLess Part II. I hope you enjoy it!
The third part of the BookLessSaga will be released in summer 2014.
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