Today we have the wonderful Silver James sharing an excerpt with us! Really no other introduction is needed.
If you could go back, do it over again, would you take a chance to find true love?
What if you had no choice?
On her fiftieth birthday, the faerie send Rebecca Miller a thousand years into the past to find her happily ever after with Ciaran MacDermot, Chief of Clann MacDermot, the last Fenian warrior in his line. In the twenty-first century, Becca is old enough to be Ciaran’s mother. In the tenth, she’s young enough to be his bride.
The fae forgot to mention one slight stipulation. The lovers must be bound before the Festival of Light, or Becca will forever disappear into Tir Nan Óg, the faerie Land of the Ever Young.
Will they discover the binding words before time runs out and they’re torn apart forever? Or will their eternal love defeat their Faerie Fate?
Without the words, history is doomed to repeat itself.
SET UP: Becca, the heroine of FAERIE FATE, has been kidnapped by Manannán Mac Lir, one of the faerie kings. In this scene, she meets another faerie nemesis:
“Who are you?” She asked bluntly.
“I am Abhean,” he said. “Harper of the Tuatha dé Danaan.”
She glanced at the pipes. “I thought harpers played harps,” she replied caustically.
A sardonic grin split the faerie’s face. “A harper plays many instruments.” He took her hand and tugged her down to join him on the rock. He sighed, looking her over from top to bottom and back again. “Ah, cailín but I could play you like the finest instrument of all.”
One strong finger traced her cheek as he stared deeply into her eyes and saw the hunger, the longing that lurked in her soul. “But ’tis not me ’twill have the pleasure,” he added, the spun sugar in his voice no longer sweet but burnt.
“What is this place?” Becca didn’t feel polite.
Abhean sighed again. “Land of the Ever Young.” He tilted his head. “This should be a land of peace and joy for all mortals who find their way here. I fear ’twill never be so for you, cailín. Mac Lir thought to do you a favor when he brought you here. He did not want to return you to that other life, the one filled with pain and suffering. Without the binding, your heart would never be whole, so he sought to bring you what peace and solace he could.”
“He tried to seduce me.”
Abhean chuckled, but there was no mirth in the sound. “Nay, cailín. If he had truly meant to do the deed, he would have succeeded.”
“Not bloody likely.” Her lip curled into a silent snarl.
Abhean chortled, truly amused now. “Methinks Manannán Mac Lir underestimates you, Child of the Mortals.” He stared at her again. “Rebecca.” Her name dripped off his tongue like the finest melted chocolate. “Do you know what your name means, Child?” He took up his pipes and began another song, this one not quite so plaintive. He watched Becca out of the corner of his eye.
Becca stared off toward the misty, blue mountains, listening to the music. When Abhean stopped to catch his breath, she quizzed him. “Do you?”
“Do I what?” he countered.
“Know what my name means.”
“I never ask a question I dinnit know the answer to,” he answered cryptically in his sweet, lilting voice.
“So what does it mean?”
“Bound. Or chosen, if you like.” He put his full lips to the reed of the pipe and played again.
Becca gazed at the mountains, her chin propped in the palm of her hand. She glanced at the Harper out of the corner of her eye. A little smile tried not to twitch in the corner of her mouth. These faeries, or Sídhe, or Tuatha dé Danaan, or whatever they were called were an egotistical lot.
“If you are the Harper,” she prodded, “then you must know all the old tales?” She cocked her eyebrow at him, daring him to answer.
The Harper’s eyes glinted with mischievous lights, and he grinned down at the beautiful woman sitting at his feet. The puckish breeze teased her hair, wrapping a silken strand of it around his leg. He sighed. He understood now why the mortal wanted her so much, and why Mac Lir was so determined to keep her. Well, he had his own score to settle with Mac Lir. “Oh, aye, I know them all and wrote most of them,” he hinted.
“Then tell me a tale,” she challenged..
So what did you think? Did you like what you read? Interested in more? Ms. James is giving away one lucky commenter a copy of Faerie Fate – in either print or digital. Winner’s choice! Yay!
Hi Silver and Lime! I enjoyed the excerpt from Faerie Fate. I don’t normally read books like that, but it sounds interesting.
Happy New Year!
After reading the excerpt from Faerie Fate I decided that Silver must be a faerie herself and been to my house. I have a large fairy picture book on my coffee table that my older son gave me for Christmas. He said that I needed something to make me smile more often!
I am definately looking forward to reading (as Walter Cronkite used to say) “the rest of the story”!
Thanks for sharing the excerpt,sounds really good 🙂
I own in both print and digital, so don’t enter me in the drawing. just wanted to stop by to say hi to you both. 🙂
Hello to you fine, fine people! Thanks for letting Abhean make an appearance here, Lime. I’d have been around earlier but my microwave decided to blow up. While heating a bowl of chili. Yeah. Fun times. But I got a new microwave out of the deal!
Hi, Cathy. Thanks for dropping by. FAERIE FATE is a time travel romance with elements of reincarnation. I hope you’ll check it out. You might discover that it just might be your cup of tea. 😉
Hi, Jeanne! I think you’d really like Abhean if you enjoy faeries. He’s quite the troublemaker. But I have a certain fondness for the Harper. 😀
Thanks for dropping by, Regina. I’m glad you enjoyed the excerpt. I wanted to share something a little different from the book. 😉
Hi, Liza! I’m also so happy to see you when I go off guesting. Always wonderful to have a familiar and smiling face around! 😉
I think what struck me most is the fact that Rebecca Miler is 50. I’m wondering about the significance of this. I’d love to read more.
Hi, Mary. I wanted to explore the idea of a mature woman getting a second chance, with the sensibilities of a 50 year old, but with the body of her twenty-something self. I wanted to take the classic “fish out of water” story and take it an extra step. I hope you’ll check the book out and let me know what you think of it. 🙂
I’m totally intrigued, Silver–love the premise, and definitely want to read more!
Thanks, Fedora! I hope you’ll check it out and give it a read. I loved writing this book.
I’m normally not interested in time travel type books, but I am interested in Faerie type books. The excerpt is definitely intriguing & I’m adding the book to my to-read list!
I hope you’ll really like the fae in this one, Tricia! Mannanan and Abhean are instrumental in both of the current FAERIE books (Faerie Fate and Faerie Fire) and their feud continues into the third book (Faerie Fool) which is in final draft stages and headed to my editor ASAP.