Leanna Renee Hieber
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"Tender. Poignant. Exquisitely Written." - New York Times Bestelling Author C.L. Wilson
"A strangely beautiful tale indeed! An ethereal, lyrical story that combines myth, spiritualism and the gothic in lush prose and sweeping passion." - USA Today Bestselling Author Kathryn Smith
"A compelling, engaging novel that drew me in from page one. Bravo!" - MJ Rose, bestselling author of The Reincarnationist and The Memorist
"Its pages are like the petals of a rose: a many-layered tale gorgeously told." - New York Times bestselling author, essayist, reviewer Alethea Kontis
Excerpt from The Strangely Beautiful Tale of Miss Percy Parker
From the eternally dim shadows of the Whisper-world a voice resonated like a deep, angry bell tolling three o’clock: “Where. Is. She?”
“I’ve no idea, dear,” replied a softer, feminine voice. “Was I supposed to do something about her? I thought you’ve been looking all this time. While you’ve only just noticed, it’s been eighteen of their years. She could be anywhere. She’s not my responsibility, you know.”
The deep voice grunted. “Do. Something.”
The woman sighed, her fair skin glowing in the moonlight. Placing her hands to her coiled tresses atop her head, she found something sharp. With a hiss, she brought her thumbs back into view; their pricked pads sprouted thick, dark jewels, garnets that began to overflow and weep.
Lifting up her hands, she watched in fascination as the crimson trail spread from her thumbs onto her palms. She turned her hands one direction, then the other. “Hmm,” she said after a long moment.
“Well?” pressed the voice in the shadows.
“London,” she replied.
“Something wicked, then?” the voice gurgled.
The woman turned and smiled, nonchalant. “By all means, let the dog loose.”
There was a grinding of stone. A ferocious growl erupted from the deep, before a barking, snarling, ugly cloud leaped into the sky. It vanished into the shimmering portal opposite the shadows where the woman’s master stood brooding, a portal where now rose the Tower of London.
The voice tolled again from the shadows. “There will be hell to pay.”
THE STRANGELY BEAUTIFUL TALE OF MISS PERCY PARKER
First in the Strangely Beautiful series
Historical Fantasy
From Leisure Books / Dorchester Publishing - On Sale 8/25/09!
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