A Glimpse of Music: Book 3 in the Sunlight and Shadows Series

A Glimpse of Music on Pre-order

I am so excited to finally say that A Glimpse of Music is up for pre-order! This book has been a long time coming, waiting patiently (or not so patiently) for its turn in the series. One thing I love about the Sunlight and Shadows series is that each story is intricately interwoven with the other books, though they can be read as standalones.

In A Glimpse of Music, we learn about a gigantic secret that Nyana has been keeping since book #1! I first came up with this secret on my way to pick up my husband from work (because driving is how every author gets a good idea, right??), and since then I knew I had to write Nyana's story, but with a delicate hand. Nyana's story is tragic, but in A Glimpse of Music, she finally gets her own happily ever after that she deserves.

What's Next in the Series?

The Sunlight and Shadows Series has 6 books planned out thus far. Book #4 -- A Kiss of Embers -- will follow Nyana's brother, Bastien, and a very hot (literally) fae! Books 5 and 6 will be Maisy's story and then Eva's, the sisters when they are all grown up. I'm not sure whose will come first. And then look out for a novella about......Inari! The hot-headed Valkyrie who enjoys collecting locks of hair from her victims. An author friend gave me a great idea to write Inari's story, which I will make free to my newsletter subscribers.

Now, more about my upcoming release:

Blurb:

If fate gives you a third chance, would you take it?

Joel Harrington has been in love with the same woman for as long as he could remember. But he had to watch her court his best friend, and then marry his king. Now that she’s once more unattached, he refuses to let her slip through his fingers for a third time.

Darkness torments Nyana’s memories, and even after her cruel husband is killed, he still haunts her from the grave. When her past refuses to leave her alone, it puts not only her, but her daughters in danger. She has no choice but to lean on the man she has called a friend for the past eight years, a friend whose charms she tries hard to resist.

But along with the growing threat to her family, she keeps an even more dangerous secret—a secret that could change her life forever.

Excerpt:

The faintest, jaunty whistle echoed down the path leading to the house. She immediately recognized Joel’s carefree demeanor within the tune. She prayed he wouldn’t notice her. 

But the whistling stopped abruptly. Joel inhaled sharply, followed by quick footsteps headed her way. “Nyana. Are you hurt?” 

After a slow sigh, she shook her head, keeping her face buried in her knee. “I just want to sit here for a moment.” 

A pause. And then something heavy and warm draped over her shoulders. Joel’s coat. Shock stiffened her limbs when she inhaled the warm scents of cinnamon and apple, mixed with something uniquely Joel’s. Gold and mystery and emotion. Something like…like… 

Music. 

But music couldn’t possibly have a smell. Could it? He didn’t ask about the hens or the ominous message. 

He didn’t ask about her position on the ground. Nor did he touch her. Rather, he lowered himself to the ground beside her, sitting with his back against the broken chicken coop. 

She slowly inhaled a breath of Joel from the coat wrapped around her and breathed out a river of comforting, companionable silence. Comforting. The foreign feeling shocked her. She could not remember a time when the presence of a man had been comforting. 

Joel pulled a flute out of his pocket, lifted it to his lips, and a beautiful melody streamed out of the thin instrument. 

Followed by golden magic. 

She watched, eyes transfixed, as shimmering, golden tendrils floated in the air around them. Slivers of gold wove around her before they blossomed into magnificent flowers. They sparkled and shimmered as if continuing to sprout on a golden vine. 

When she reached out to touch one of the flowers, it exploded into golden glitter and dusted her feet with its radiance. Almost like a sunbeam. Beautiful. Breathtaking. Magnificent. 

Her gaze shifted from the golden magic to Joel’s serene expression as he played. His fingers moved deftly over the flute holes, his eyes half-closed as if playing brought him a measure of peace. It was as if his magic transferred to her, helping to calm the storm brewing within her.

Pre-order the book here! -- https://books2read.com/u/md6dld

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