Title: CHILDREN OF THE MIST - The Destiny Trilogy Book 2 (Each book is a complete story)
Author: Hywela Lyn
Genre: Science Fiction Romance
Book Blurb:
Two minds united against a common foe. Two hearts afraid to show their love.
Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own. Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities.
Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late? Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love?
Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?
Excerpt:
As soon as the meal was finished and the guests left the table, Vidarh spotted Tamarith making her way toward him, with an air of purpose in her stride. This morning she wore a long, elegant crimson gown, a narrow black girdle encircling her tiny waist, with sandals on her feet. Her hair hung loose, rippling around her ankles.
She was unlike any woman he had known — and it wasn't only her beauty that intrigued him. She had a remoteness about her too, despite her pleasant manner, and he had a feeling there was something she was hiding. Something he sensed she felt strongly enough about to deliberately keep shielded, even though it was inherent in their very natures that no telepath on Niflheim would ever pry, unbidden, into the mind of another.
Good morning, Vidarh, it looks as if we're going to have beautiful day.
It certainly does. Given the curious look in her eye, Vidarh was sure Tamarith wanted more from him than small talk.
I would like to talk to you before Gullin calls us all together, if you can spare a few minutes.
Of course, Vidarh agreed as he followed her outside and walked with her along the mosaic path beside the banks of flowers that edged the lake.
Tamarith stopped and gazed for a moment across the water. The G-type sun, now fully risen, caused the lake to shimmer like a veil of golden silk, with scarcely a ripple disturbing its calm. The pastel-coloured walls of the graceful buildings on the shore reflected the glow of both suns. In the distance, the mountains encircling the settlement reached high into the cerulean sky. The swirling mist that hid their summits was as much a part of Niflheim as the earth upon which she and Vidarh stood. She sensed his mind discreetly touch hers and realized he was staring at her keenly. She turned back to face him, returning his questioning glance and studying him in turn.
Taller than average, and broad-shouldered, today he wore a sleeveless, belted leather shirt over thick breeches, with long, icecat-wool lined boots. His upper arms were well muscled, his skin tanned as if he were used to working outdoors. His curly, dark auburn hair, kept away from his face with a plain leather band, reached almost to his shoulders. It caught the sun's rays and gleamed like the polished dark red wood of the trees that flanked the feet of the mountains.
She took in his clear, hazel eyes, with their friendly twinkle, the long, straight nose, strong jaw line and smiling mouth. He would have been fighting off the local unattached young women if the situation they found themselves in were not so serious. Not that she was particularly interested in his looks, or those of any other man, for that matter.
No, something else about Vidarh of Ragnak excited her curiosity.
It's about yesterday...
I thought it might be. Vidarh's lopsided smile looked rather half-hearted. I realize it was not the most dignified way for a guest to arrive. I rather expected to have to explain it to your brother.
She allowed her own faint smile. It was just as well she had shielded her thoughts of a moment ago. Vidarh was very perceptive.
Gullin has a great deal on his mind at the moment and is probably more polite than I am. I'm just curious. Forgive me if it sounds like I'm prying. I mean...teleportation? Levitation is one thing, but not many people can actually teleport.
I didn't know I could, myself, until recently. I used to do short 'hops' as a boy and thought it was something everyone did. It was only when I realized the other children of my age didn't teleport that I began to think there was something wrong with me and stopped doing it. Vidarh paused, looking at her with eyes that did not lose their sparkle, although a shadow crossed his face.
I'm afraid I'm a disappointment to my father, as it is. I've never been very good around the farm, apart from caring for the ponies, and he believes telepathy for communication, and telekinesis for lifting heavy equipment, are the only mental accomplishments we should concern ourselves with.
After another slight hesitation, he went on, a little while ago, I was out in the mountains when a storm blew up. I started back down the mountainside, but the blizzard grew more fierce and I knew I wouldn't make it. Although I could have telepathed to my family for help, I didn't want to put them in danger as well. I closed my eyes and visualized my homestead, wishing I could be safely home...and suddenly, there I was. I realized if I could 'see' in my mind, the place where I wanted to go, I could will myself there with the power of my thoughts. He glanced at her, with a wry expression in his eyes. I've been secretly practising over short distances ever since, but yesterday is the furthest I've travelled in this manner. I couldn't have done it if you hadn't sent me the images of where you were, though.
He smiled again, that crooked smile which was infectious, and she couldn't help returning it.
Buy Links (including Goodreads and BookBub):
AMAZON (U.S.) (Available on Amazon in Kindle, Paperback or Audio format)
AMAZON (U.K.)
What makes your featured book a must-read?
“Chock full of suspense and well-developed characters, Children of the Mist is exciting and well-written. There are a lot of characters to root for, and a lot of twists and turns as Virdah and Tamarith discover their feelings, and try to save each other in this edge-of-your-seat suspenseful romance.” (excerpt from Review by Lynda Coker)
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Author Biography:
Award winning author, Hywela Lyn spent most of her life in Wales, whose beautiful landscapes and wealth of myths and legends inspired her to write. Together with fantasy tales, she weaves romantic Science Fiction adventures set in the future, and on distant, mysterious worlds, with characters who overcome great odds to find deep and enduring love: Stories she hopes will truly take you 'out of this world' and beyond. She writes under her real first two names which reflect her Welsh ancestry.
A keen animal lover, especially horses and dogs, she is pet-parent to a rescued terrier, Choccy, who manages to twist her round his little paw. When she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog - or just eating chocolate! She is a member of The Romantic Novelists' Association and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group. Lyn loves to hear from readers, who can write to her at Hywelalyn@hywelalyn.co.uk and she will always reply if you leave contact details. To know a reader enjoyed her books and was able to escape for a little while 'out of this world' makes her happier than words can express.
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