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About the author:
She is a member of the Independent Author Network and the Magic Appreciation Tour.
What inspired you to write your book?
This book was conceived while studying Celtic mythology. The storyline of the threat against the sacred ground came from a chance hearing of the heavy metal song “Foreclosure of a Dream” by Megadeth.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Aaron planted his stance against the ground like the roots of a great oak tree, and pulled out his harshad. He flipped the handle over in his hand, and two flail-like ends emerged. The ends cut through the glass wall and snaked around the lawyer’s throat like metal ropes, before tightening. The lawyer’s face began to turn red. Rendered immobile, he stumbled easily as Aaron gave the handle a hard tug.
Stacy screeched as she tripped along with him.
Aaron stepped through the wall, pried Bradley’s fingers from Stacy’s flesh, and shoved her protectively behind his back.
“Do me a favor,” he ground out between clenched teeth. “Call the number I gave you yesterday. They’ll do us more good than 9-1-1.”
Stacy turned and ran for the hall as the lawyer hissed out, “You should learn not to get involved, unsavory one.”
Aaron swallowed his relief when he heard Stacy slam the door against the wall. He turned his attention back to the cackling lawyer.
“I would give you the same warning, human.” Aaron studied the man in earnest, his voice calm. “You have no idea what you’re involved in.”
“I should say the same to you.”
“Oh, I know the depths of their malevolence.” He tugged Bradley’s shirt collar down to reveal the glowing green eye tattooed on his chest. The lawyer’s breathing became more shallow, and sweat trickled from his temple.
“Do you know what you’re dealing with? Think long and hard about which side of the debtors’ line you’ll be on when the battle comes.” He slung the lawyer around, toward the back door. “Tell your masters this ground will carry my brand when all is said and done, or I shall gladly hound them to the ends of their unnatural lives!”
He growled his disgust and willing the harshad to release, he shoved Bradley into the courtyard outside. “Go back to your barrow and tell your masters I won’t let this place, or this woman, go so easily. Now, go! Before I decide to send you back to them in pieces!”
The lawyer bolted for the far gate, and Aaron followed, growling a war cry, just to make sure the man left. At the last minute, the man turned on him and shouted, “You think you’re so powerful. You will know what true power is when he comes!”