Frostbitten Past

Golden Prophecy

Welcome, for the show is not quite over 

Find a seat, settle in, and be prepared

It isn't over. It was never over.

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Andorra isn't human. She's also not just the Fae Princess everyone thinks she is. She's running out of time, running out of ideas, and running out of ways to hide her biggest secret of all. Her parents are missing, her Court despises her, and her new Prince is plotting to kill her.

Being a Princess is not all it's cracked up to be. Being Faerie isn't either. And Andorra has to figure it out on her own, without the help of her friends. 

Everyone is watching, everyone is waiting, and everyone is plotting the downfall of Andorra, Faerie Princess, Heir to the Throne, their Golden Prophecy.  

Here is a much anticipated excerpt from the sequel, The Golden Prophecy, coming in 2021

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The darkness swept across the stone palace, no moonlight in sight. Beyond the palace doors stood someone sheathed in black, covering in head to toe, hiding against the treeline. To anyone looking, it was a normal night across the Royal Court.

To Andorra, it was the perfect night for an escape.

There were no lights on in the palace. All members of the Court had left or gone to sleep hours prior, leaving the somber quiet of nighttime in their wake. Andorra had been waiting, holding her breath for what felt like hours, until she could tiptoe out.

She clucked her tongue quietly, almost mutely. Only someone who was listening for her would be able to hear the soft sound. If Andorra was human, she would be able to hear her pounding heart, would be able to feel the sweat drip down the side of her face. But, because she was so definitely not human, Andorra was as still as a statue.

There was a flash, a twinkle in the darkness, a small sign. If you were not paying attention, you would have missed it completely. Andorra though had been anticipating, and she ducked through the trees towards the north end of the palace grounds. She was silent, not making a single sound as she snuck through the woods.

There, where the woods met the main cobbled road, stood another figure. They blended in with the night, the shadows melting off of them and into the world around as if they were made of one and the same.

"Quick, hurry," the voice urged, but the voice was a whisper, the first note in a song, the light at the end of the tunnel. Andorra didn't pause as she ducked beneath a branch and stepped beside Coralia.

Coralia looked different in the darkness. While in the sun, she was fire and falling leaves and warm fireplaces. In the dark, she was dangerous, lethal, nothing but a shadow. Her eyes were alert as she pulled Andorra towards the cobbled road where a cab sat idle.

Andorra gave one last look over her shoulder. A goodbye, of sorts. She would return one day, when it was safe to do so, when she no longer had to wonder if her death was around the corner. A day when Prince Anders was no longer there.

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It's here, finally here

The much anticipated sequel of  Frostbitten is finally here!

As an early Christmas gift, I am sharing the news with you all! I have been working on this for the better part of 2020, and I am so excited to share it with you all!

Our favorite faeries are back and the adventures they will embark on, well I think you'll like them. Of course, you know me: they will be dark and twisted and utterly evil. And of course... our favorite moody boy will be there (;

I hope you're as excited as I am!

I'm sorry my activity on here has been low. But, I still care for you all and I love every comment and message I receive. Without you all, I would probably not still be writing.

Love you all,

XOXO