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A Barbaric Yawp
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Category:
Fantasy
Publisher: eTreasures Publishing
ISBN-10: 161658274X
Type: Fiction
Pages: 222
Copyright: November 5, 2009
ISBN-13: 9781616582746
Delaney Lortal is a unique breed of girl. She is well spoken, extremely well read, and highly ambitious for love, but it is not those qualities that make her so unique. It's not even because in twenty-two years of life, she has never set foot outside of her grandfather's house. What makes her so unique is the truth behind a mysterious secret that has made her the target of a clandestine Order called the Orisanima.
As wondrous as it is heartbreaking, Song of Eidolons follows Delaney's journey of enlightenment as she struggles to peel back the layers of deceit to discover the amazing truth about her origins.
Excerpt
Her smile started on the inside and flowered out so brilliantly that the sun seemed to climb into the sky again. She looked at the trellis leading to her window as if giving William a shy order, and he obediently and eagerly leapt onto the ivy-entangled lattice and began climbing. He scaled the wall with such nimble grace as if he’d been training his entire life to make that climb, and when he reached her ledge, she pulled him inside and they tumbled together onto the floor. He courteously began to withdraw, but she pulled him back to her and breathed him in. He still smelled of the afternoon’s honey, but when she eased him closer and his lips brushed against hers, she realized that the sweetness of his mouth belonged to him.
“My girl,” he whispered. “I was made to protect your shine as if it was my own.”
She curled against him and rested her lips against his cheek and whispered into his ear so sweetly that it made his body harden deliciously against hers.
“It is yours,” she replied.
He gently brushed the golden hair out of her face and inched closer to her lips. This was the moment, she thought: the first real kiss, the first taste of love, the first sunset that seemed like dawn.
His lips pressed against hers softly but with obvious hunger, and from the first instant of contact, he felt his love for her surge brilliantly from top to toe.
Oddly, Delaney felt nothing. Nothing was stirred to rival or even match the poetry ingrained in her mind by the great romantics. She felt somehow more hollow than before, as if the kiss had extinguished rather than igniting some flame within her. Still, she smiled and allowed him to embrace her, believing that even if it hadn’t happened instantly, William could teach her to love. She simply hadn’t had the experience, but as an academic, she was sure he could easily educate her.
As the kiss continued, she couldn’t deny the dread building within her. How strange it was: that unnamable fear, and how she suddenly longed to be Rapunzel again, to force the Prince back down the tower wall, to curl up behind the walls and look upon the world again without fear. She thought perhaps she’d put too much expectation into the kiss; after all, only in fairy tales did true love accompany the first kiss. In realistic stories, it was merely the first step. She preferred the thought of the latter; love at first kiss was a divine notion, but it wasn’t true. She was sure that love could quickly happen though; it just took a little more time than the ten-minute lip lock allowed. When he descended her trellis, she was sadly eager for his disappearance into the dark of night, but William kept his eyes upon her and even departed backwards as to not break the contact between them. Though she thought him gone and pulled the curtains closed, she had a sneaking suspicion that there, in the shadows, he remained paralyzed by the sweet spell she’d inadvertently cast over him. As Delaney lay in bed and pulled the covers to her chin, she wished upon nothing, for she could see no stars. She wished anyway that soon, his spell would be cast upon her.
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