January 15, 2022 admin 8 comments

Please enjoy this short story prequel to the new Heirs of Anarwyn series.     The Ruin of Goldereth J.W. Elliot Copywrite ©2022 ALYS SHIVERED AT the eerie cry that drifted in through her open window. Her room was so high in the tower that only on clear days like this one could the noises of the street far below ascend to her sanctuary. A cool breeze whispered in, stirring the tendrils of long brown…

December 29, 2021 admin No comments exist

Hi all, If you’re like me, you found yourself this season contemplating or actually purchasing a gemstone of some kind for someone you love. Even if you didn’t, you’ve probably enjoyed the glitter and sparkle of well-cut gems. If so, you are in good company. A recent archaeological find on the edge of the Kalahari in South Africa reveals that we humans have long had a fascination for stones that flash with luster. One hundred…

November 21, 2021 admin No comments exist

EVERYTHING IS ON SALE! Snag a whole series at huge discounts or grab the books you’re missing. Deliverance and The Cleansing are both FREE. Enjoy. Archer of the Heathland      Deliverance FREE Nov. 23-27      Betrayal $1.99 Nov. 23-30      Vengeance $2.99 Nov. 23-30      Chronicles $2.99 Nov. 22-Nov. 29      Windemere $2.99 Nov. 23-30      Renegade $2.99 Nov. 23-30      Rook $2.99 Nov. 23-25   The Ark…

November 18, 2021 admin No comments exist

Not a lot, actually, but it does have something to do with meal that we call the first “Thanksgiving.” There are two, and only two, short accounts of the first Thanksgiving—one by Edward Winslow and the other by William Bradford. Only Winslow mentions the participation of the Wampanoag natives, and they seem to have come as an afterthought rather than being invited. Here’s what Winslow said: “Our harvest being gotten in, our governor sent four…

October 30, 2021 admin No comments exist

Chapter 1 Stone and Claw The stone pulsed with life. Cam jerked his hand away and stared at Dara, the village wise woman.        “What was that?” he asked.        They stood in the shadow of one of many enormous boulders that littered the village. A puddle of water that nestled in a cleft in the rock reflected the slanting light of the morning sun. Its glassy surface rippled as a cool breeze sighed down…