I’m a retired high school English teacher. A devourer of books growing up, my profession introduced me to writings and authors from times long past. Through my studies and teaching, I fell in love with the Ancient and Medieval Worlds. Now, I hope to inspire young readers and those Young-at-Heart to read more through my Tales and Legends for Reluctant Readers set in these worlds—Ancient Egypt, Medieval Wales, and coming soon, a hair-raising adventure through ancient worlds in search of 5 rare Phoenix Feathers.
All of my books come with Free study guides and/or extensive Back-of-the-Book materials.
My husband and I love to travel. In 2008, we spent three weeks in Egypt traveling by local train from one end of the country to the other; in 2014, we spent three weeks in the UK driving over 1700 miles through England, Wales, and Scotland; and in 2016, we spent a week in Iceland. We’ve also traveled to Mexico, Jamaica, and Aruba. Our next big adventure will be to Greece and Italy.
When I’m not writing or traveling, our 4 grandkids keep us busy.
Their friendship put him in harm’s way. Will it be enough to save him?
Across the dark water to the land of ancient Gaul, renegades take Cedwyn and the littl’uns farther from home and rescue. Led by her heart rather than her head and without any thought for her safety, fifteen-year-old Guinevere sets out alone to save Cedwyn. And if she fails…? Eleven-year-old Cedwyn’s trust in Guinevere is absolute. But will his sacrifice to save her and protect the littl’uns end with the loss of his own life?
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When we don’t make the right decisions, the guilt may be overwhelming, but it takes courage to continue.
Guinevere stood back, away from the other knights, while Arthur and Merlyn negotiated with the sea people. She glanced from time to time at Cedwyn’s father, but he ignored her as did the others. She approached the small group of knights hoping to talk with Sir Derwyn.
As imposing as Brynwyn, Cedwyn’s father towered over her. His shirt, covering his battle gambeson, made him appear bigger and more fearful. She had just opened her mouth when his stare prevented her from speaking. His words were not comforting.
“Lady Guinevere, do not say a word. For as long as I’ve known you, which has been your whole life, you have always been headstrong. No,” he said raising his hand, “don’t say anything. I know this isn’t all your fault, however, that doesn’t change the fact that now my son, my only son, my heir, has been taken prisoner, and is somewhere across that dark water in the land of Gaul.” He paused trying to find his words. “I don’t know whether we’ll find him, or if we do, whether he will be alive or dead. I do know Brynwyn will never forgive me if I don’t bring him back safe.”
“I’m so sorry, Sir Derwyn.” Not finding herself silenced, she continued, “I never meant for this to happen. I tried…”
“I’m sure you did, but had you done as you were told in the beginning, we would not be standing here now.” He paused again, weighing his words. “You may be our future queen, but right now you are just a stubborn princess who believes she can do what she wants without any consequences. And that, young lady, is not true. You must have some qualities that enlisted the loyalty of my son, but those escape me. I only hope that my son, and your friend, is not lost to us forever.” With that he turned from the group and went to stand alone.
The ache in her chest grew. Guinevere struggled to breathe, to remain standing. Guilt washed over her threatening to drown her and put an end to her life. Never had she ever felt such a weight.
Oh, my Lady, do not let the words of a hurt father crush you. Sir Derwyn blames himself as much as you. You see, the loyalty his son has to you is no different from the loyalty he has to your father. He is proud of Cedwyn, but he is also afraid. Stay strong, Guinevere.
was a contented enough young lad, living a simple farming life with
his adopted kin the Manxii, on the North Western Plain of the Animal
a mysterious blight begins to ravage the pastures of his homeland, he
must embark on a perilous quest only he can complete; to cross the
Great Forest, entering the Realms of Men to retrieve a piece of ivory
with healing properties from a legendary monster, the Merewyrm; a
creature so ancient it predates both man and animal kind.
long into his journey, it dawns on Faharen that he is part of a much
larger, darker world than he thought existed and must mine hidden
depths he wasn’t aware he possessed to survive.
by the gods to divide fallen men from the faithful animals and
forsaken by them long ago, traversing the Great Forest will not be
easy, for it hides many malevolent creatures such as the Satyrs to
name but one; a half man, half cloven hooved beast that knows only
spite and treachery!
the body of a man and the heart of a Manxii, Faharen must do what is
deemed impossible; cross the worlds to save his people.
in a monastery far to the east of the North Western Plain, troubling
nightmares stalk Faharen’s sleep as he seeks inner peace and
answers to profound questions, stirred up by his quest for the
But in the Realms of Men, all is not
Out of the deserts to the south, like a sandstorm on an
ill wind, a force of occultists, led by an armoured giant calling
himself the Ferra Demiurge, or Forged Lord, wielding the strongest
ever blades made of a mysterious metal, have taken the Achaean lands
by coup and sorcery. Their ambition and greed is insatiable and the
Demiurge will not be satisfied until the entire known world is his,
including what lies beyond the Great Forest.
With the worlds
of the Animal Kingdoms and men alike set in flux by recent events,
the ancient prophecy of the wild men seems to be unravelling.
all those standing against the Achaeans will be tested in their
defence of the sacred. Some will conquer, some will die, but all will
struggle to survive.
Paglia is a writer/filmmaker and was born and bred in Hampshire,
south England, where he grew up on a small farm in the picturesque
Test valley countryside. He now lives in Reykjavik, Iceland with his
veterinary nurse partner, Snæfriður Stefanssdottír. For many years
Oliver has worked as a videographer in England and has a substantial
portfolio of commercial and artistic film work spanning a broad
variety of subjects.
artistic preoccupation is with the mythic; it is his view that it is
one of the highest forms of artistic expression. It can be vague, yet
illuminating, without a contemporary context yet insightful as to the
human condition, absurd yet wise and dark yet moral. The legends of
old are the stories that resonate with us on all levels.
the late Professor Joseph Campbell put it, “The myth is the public
domain and the dream is the private myth. If your private myth, your
dream, happens to coincide with that of the society, you are in good
accord with your group. If it isn’t, you’ve got a long adventure
in the dark forest ahead of you.” Also, “Myth must be kept alive.
The people who can keep it alive are the artists of one kind or
that is what Oliver hopes to do, to keep myth alive in his own modest
secret NASA experiment gone wrong, the chaos that erupts, and one
reporter seeking the truth who chases leads where she shouldn’t.
a flight from Paris to Los Angeles Tegan Mulholland is intrigued &
charmed by Pete, the mysterious stranger sitting beside her. But when
their plane almost falls from the sky and other jets in her vicinity
wink from the radar, the official explanations that follow reek to
Tegan’s retired investigative journalist mind of cover up.
is not declared:
secret NASA experiment has warped a column of time instead of space,
plucking with it the planes out of our era, and a band of Norse
warriors from the Vinland colony millennia ago into our epoch.
eastward and back to Iceland, the contrail of Tegan’s plane appearing
after the strange aurora and moving westward high above, the Norsemen
conclude are Odin’s order to return to Vinland and unknowingly toward
the modern day Canadian coast, where, just days–yet a thousand years
before–theÂ skraelingÂ Indians
had driven them out.
news reports flood Tegan’s living room of bloodshed and massacre,
speculating about which gang of roughly dressed bearded marauders are
responsible for mass-murder around the quiet Canadian coast, Tegan
develops a hunch that there is more to the story than it seems. She
quits her Hollywood Exec job and embarks on an odyssey that leads
inexorably ever closer toward the Norsemen’s hidden lair.
Pete, the Lockheed consultant she had steadily fallen in love with
during the harrowing flight and since, has any hope of saving
you enjoy intrigue, conspiracy and romantic suspense, Ragnarok will
grip your imagination and not let go.
Smorenburg (b. 1964) grew up in Cape Town, South Africa. An
entrepreneur with a passion for marketing, in 1995 Michael moved to
California where he founded a business consultancy and online media
and marketing engine in the burgeoning internet. In 2003 he returned
to South Africa where he launched a security company. In 2015 he
divested of the business to write full time. Michael’s greatest love
is the ocean, keeping up with the latest breakthroughs in science,
understanding the cosmos and sharing all he learns.