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About the author:
At night, she writes her novels and talks to her characters. Her passion in writing is so massive that she cannot disregard its call. She took various courses online to develop her skills and to learn more in the field of literature. Writing about her characters and introduce them to the world is her deepest wish.
What inspired you to write your book?
Everything that I do in my life, I dedicate it to my family and to the people whom I love. It is my passion to write and it’s my wish to give happiness to others. And I hope, through my novel, I can be able to inspire people and spread love, hope and happiness. It is such a humbling feeling to touch one’s life through my writing
Here is a short sample from the book:
Murdo and Ingrid
Twenty years before.
Murdo winced in pain. Blood spilled from his wrist as struggled to free himself from the chain locked in his arms and feet. But he can’t move an inch. It was useless. They secured a no-escape capture. He gritted his teeth to stay awake—whipped by a thick branch of a tree, his legs were jelly. But he forced to support him and stand straight. He looked into the eyes of the people who betrayed him. The Chief of the Aplon tribe cannot love a Samardian. The Shaman forbids their union. But he can never dictate his heart. He loves Ingrid and his love remains no matter what. And the child in her womb—the most precious gift he never imagined he can have. He doesn’t care if it will cost his life, but Ingrid will deliver his child. And she will raise and nurture him. He would make it in this world. His mother will teach him the right values of being a good leader. The tribe will lament the day of his birth. She must hide him and take him to another place where there’s no judgment, no pain.
“My Ingrid, how can the world be so cruel to us and to our love?” He whispered, looking straight to where she stood—hands bounded, writhing in pain.
Eagle-eyed Chief—his people called him by that name. At that moment, his ability was being taken away from him by the works of the Shamans. But his vision was clear enough to trace the tears that run through her cheeks. It pierced his heart. His whole world shattered seeing her that way—hands bounded, resting them on her growing belly to protect their child. But he must not submit himself to total defeat—some intervention can summon hope. She will make it and his son. He will have to make it happen. And he left his faith to Wendaka, his most trusted friend—they grew up together in the village. She promised him their escape. He believed her words. There’s nothing he can do but to wait. And Wendaka will fulfill that promise—he hoped she won’t fail him.