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This book is suitable for 18 years and up, it falls within the genre of paranormal romance.
Chloe moves from her home in California to an estate in England steeped in history and mystery.
She meets not one but two lovely guys with whom she falls in love. One of them is keeping an eight hundred year old secret.
The three become best friends and embark on a fantastical series of events together. Chloe must travel in time to save one of her loves.
The book, Spellbinding is the first book in the series The Seven Spell Saga. It is paranormal romance and suitable for readers eighteen and up.
It is written as the main character tells her story and decribes her adventures.
When 18 yr old Chloe McGarry moves with her family from her home in California to an English estate rich in history, she isn't sure what to expect. She never dreamed she'd get caught up in a mystery that has lasted for more than eight hundred years, nor that she'd fall in love with two gorgeous guys.
Chloe's never been lucky in love that is until she meets Oliver Tarrant. He's charming, interested in her and amazing looking. Is he all that he seems?
Her new home holds many mysteries. Out one day exploring the grounds she stumbles across Tristan Dearing. Tristan is enigmatic and beautiful; to begin with, he tries to keep himself apart from Chloe until she uncovers his secret; a secret he has been keeping for 800 years.
From the Author
The series of books, The Seven Spell Saga follows the life of Chloe McGarry as she tells her story to you the reader. In the first three books it is only her voice that describes the adventures and romance she experiences but in the fourth book currently being written we hear from her best friends.
The series is about ordinary life made extraordinary by the main character experiencing fantasy, magic and romance. I think we all want some magic in our lives, sometimes it is achievable by reading a book or watching a movie. I hope my books will give someone that magic.
I couldn’t help myself I took his hand to soften my questioning and asked “Why did Liz’s father try to get James to delete all mention of you from his thesis?”
“What?” he said stopping and looking at me, “Did James tell you that have you read the thesis?”
“No, not James, because some how I have not had the time to ask James and I keep coming to you and hoping we can talk seriously together instead of me Googling you and guessing”, I replied.
He looked horrified, “You Googled me, what did you find?”
“That you lived in the time of the Crusades and was accused of sorcery” I just blurted it out at his gradually whitening face.
This seemed like almost too much for Tristan, he stopped and looking around for somewhere to sit, finding nowhere but the grass he said with his eyes closed. “Could we go inside and sit and talk for a while, this is getting more complex by the minute? ” And he looked towards the house where the French doors were still swinging open.
I nodded and took his hand and we walked in silence to the house; a huge bumble bee flew slowly in front of us to a flowering shrub, the gravel crunched slightly under Tristan’s boots, the breeze was warm and a black bird with a yellow beak suddenly flew out from beneath the hedge, startled no doubt by our approach. It was as if time was slowed down, until we got into the room.
I asked Tristan if he would like some water and we went through to the kitchen and got some. “We should go up to my room” I told him watching him take a drink from the cold bottle I had given him. “Only because no-one will be able to hear what we say”.
“Yes” he said and taking some keys from his pocket, he walked towards that door that leads to stairs straight to my bathroom. I looked at him, the door was locked down here and at my bathroom, but he had keys.
“You have keys?” I gasped. He looked down at his hand as if realizing he had done something automatically and it was not the right thing to have done. “Sorry, sorry, I do, I have keys to the whole house, sorry, I don’t use them, well only once”, his voice was low.
“And that would be when you went into my room to look at the photographs I had of the waterfall right?” I stated a little alarmed. He just stood there looking uncomfortable.
“Why do you have keys to this house Tristan?” I had thought dad had bought this house with the restaurant but maybe I was wrong.
Tristan’s voice was almost a whisper, “Because this is my house”, he said simply. Surprised but determined I took his hand and took my normal route to my room down the corridor and up the two flights of stairs. In my room he said he was sorry again. I went to the door in my bathroom and checked it was locked. I said,
“I had thought you had somehow climbed through that corner window, since it was open and I hadn’t opened it, but you have keys to the whole house”. I knew I sounded derisive but I just couldn’t get my head around it, then I said “What do you mean this is your house?”
He looked at my desk chair, “May I sit down Chloe?” he asked in his polite way. I noticed how pale he looked and how overwhelmed he seemed.
My heart went out to him and I said yes of course and almost pressed him down onto the chair, I pulled along my stool that usually was by my bed acting as a stand for my netbook, and placed myself almost in front of him.
“I opened the window to make you think I had come in that way. I have never used the keys only that once. This is my house, your dad didn’t buy it, he is renting it, and he said he wanted to see how you all settled before he actually bought a place. The Dearing trust would appear as the owner so he may not know it’s actually mine.”
He took a drink of his water.
“I am not the Tristan Dearing accused of sorcery that was my uncle, I was named after him.”
“Your uncle”, I was incredulous, he hadn’t said ancestor, “but he lived a thousand years ago”.
Tristan sighed, “About that”, he said.
“Were you alive at the same time as him?” it was my turn to almost whisper.
He took my hands then, and looking straight into my eyes with his lovely blue eyes he said,
“Yes, I was, I’ll tell you my story but it’s not the complete story, there are things I still do not know, nor fully understand”, he smiled slightly, but sadly.
Tessa Stokes- “Spellbinding Book One of the Seven Spell Saga”