“It was impossible they had met before – of that she was certain. Yet his hold on her was undisputable, an irrational pull to the utmost recesses of her soul.”
Vivienne du Lac has everything she could wish for – a normal, peaceful life, a good job, cushy nest egg, and a semi-social nightlife. The only problem? She’s clueless to being the reincarnation of the Lady of the Lake, Merlin’s apprentice.
Sebastien Dubois is the bad boy you wouldn’t take home to mom and dad – quite the opposite. The sexual chemistry between them is sizzling from the start – but there’s more to the tall, dark and handsome stranger. When a magical past tumbles into her orderly reality, he is Vivienne’s only hope at survival.
Caught between darkness and light, a battle she has no intention to fight – let alone the knowledge to win – Vivienne quickly finds out not even closest allies can be trusted.
Can she look within and become the enchantress Merlin meant her to be… Or will she lose it all over love, for Sebastien’s salvation? This is a battle between good and evil you don’t want to miss.
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Excerpt from Avalon Wishes
As he walked down the stairs in the tower, Merlin glanced out to the forest, before continuing on his journey.
He passed through the last of the barriers, and out the servants’ exit, finally entering the peace and quiet of the gardens. They were rectangular, about the size of his room, with flowers of every type sparsely across. An oak tree, older than the castle itself, stood in the middle.
It was towards it that Merlin headed, his hands tingling at the prospect of touching magic again. In these three days, he had not had as much time as he wanted, and it was akin to breathing: a need, potent and inquisitive.
He took a seat by the oak, hidden in the tree’s shadow, and pressed both hands to the earth by his side. Imbued by the power of the nature surrounding him, Merlin breathed in deeply. On his second exhale, his hands began glowing, and a faint vibration animated them.
Soon, Merlin was lost in the magic, the back and forth between him and the earth. It felt as though his entire body was re-energizing, replenishing with an elixir far more potent than any human beverage.
He could feel himself reverting back to primal needs, carnal desires, to a part of himself that wished to be freed.
“You must be the new advisor.”
The soft, melodic voice penetrated Merlin’s haze, and he blinked. As he came to, her scent assaulted his senses: sweet, almost overtly so, like a nectar he craved to sample.
Merlin caught the woman’s presence out of the corner of his eyes, and turned his head slowly to the side.
She had not introduced herself, but every fiber of his being felt it. Her alabaster skin was almost translucent in the early morning. Long, straight black hair fell to her waist, cinched by a belt. Her soft blue gown did little to hide the curves of her body, something his eyes lingered on.
“I did not mean to interrupt,” Morgana spoke again, and his eyes settled on her rosebud mouth, and the lips moving ever so softly.
Merlin gulped, then looked away. He could not, would not. A promise had been made, one he had to keep. Something within was emphasizing that he really needed to uphold it.
“You did not interrupt,” he replied hoarsely. His throat felt as though it had been force-fed sand.
Extinguishing the magic, Merlin reluctantly let go of the earth and stood. He had no choice, now, but to turn towards Morgana.
The princess moved a few steps closer, as though pulled closer by the same force he was fighting against. This is not good.Merlin could sense the unseen atmosphere literally yanking him forward, like a magnet unwilling to let go.
Their eyes met – and held – cerulean blue to silver. Then Morgana’s gaze roamed over the wizard in a way that did nothing to appease his unsettled body.
What is this!? Merlin fumed internally.
Such weakness had never struck him around a woman – especially not one as young as her. For though Morgana was very much of age at her two decades of life, there was an innocence still within her eyes that drew him in like a moth to a flame.
“I am Merlin,” he cleared his throat, bowing in greeting. “The new advisor, you are correct. And I presume you are Lady Morgana?”
There was a brief hesitation, as though she wanted to try lying, then Morgana inclined her head in assent. “I am.”
Their gazes locked again and Merlin cursed the fates for putting him on the path of this temptress. Her eyes were not so innocent now. Instead, a burning look shone within, one he very well recognized, for it was surely the same one reflected in his own.
Lust, pure and simple.
“I was surprised,” Morgana spoke again, drawing his gaze to hers, “to hear my father sought you out. Apparently, tales of your exploits reached him from afar.”
Merlin was silent, unsure of how to answer. Morgana peered at him for a few moments longer, before smiling briefly. “At ease, Merlin. I shall leave you to your secrets.”
As she turned to leave, the mage could not help his eyes from roaming her form. He turned away, cursing against his own impulses.
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What made you want to become a writer?
Growing up, I didn’t have the easiest childhood. I think we all struggle with issues with at least one parent, and for me that was my dad. Writing was a way of escaping the limits he imposed on my life. At the time, everything I was reading in young adult had heroines that always needed saving. I came up with my own, women that are proud, and strong and yes incredibly stubborn, but there is more to them than simply falling in love and living happily ever after (not that there’s anything wrong with that! I love HEAs ). What I mean is, writing started as an escape, maybe even a form of therapy, but it became a lot more. The fact that after years of taking a break from it, and moving forward in my life, I rediscovered the passion for words was enough to decide me that I wanted to make my passion my life’s work. That’s when I truly decided to become a writer.
What do you find the hardest about being an author?
Shutting up the characters in my head? Oops, that wasn’t meant to be a question. But seriously, it’s hard sometimes. Like now, I’m technically done writing for the year. So I should be focusing on marketing, networking, etc. But instead I go and start writing again, because the characters won’t leave me alone. They’re not all like that, honest. Mainly Alistair and Merlin, they bicker a lot… Sorry, rambling probably wasn’t part of this, eh? Marketing! My final answer.
What is your favorite character you have written and why?
That’s HARD. And I mean trying to push a Transformer out of way with puny human hands, hard.
My husband would disagree, but up until recently I would have said my version of Merlin from Avalon Wishes. There’s something about writing him as a younger Mage, and all the crap he gets into… Too much fun. Of course, half the fun of it is Alistair, I mean they’re really two peas in a pod!
But currently, I would have to say Freya, my young heroine from The Sage’s Legacy series. There’s a lot of the younger me in her, and as I re-edited the second novel in the series, I found myself bonding with her all over again.
What is your favorite color?
Green! Not neon, but emerald like the beautiful Ireland I’m about to visit in less than 2 weeks!!!
What is your writing process?
It’s a mess. And I mean, no heads or tails kind of mess… I get an idea, write it down. It’s usually a sentence or two. At some point, a scene will pop in my head. It could be the beginning, middle or end of the novel, and I write it down. Then keep writing from there. I end up with scenes all over the place, notebooks, napkins, you name it…. Then finally type it all up into a semblance of a rough. That’s when the fun really begins! I dig into the meat of the story, fill in plot holes, dialogue, descriptions. Go through five or six edits, then send to my beta, make changes, and after send to my editor.
What book are you currently reading?
Singularity, by Eldon Farrell.
What’s your favorite book genre?
Thriller. I’m a huge James Patterson and James Rollins fan!
What kind of scenes do you find hardest to write?
Love scenes? I always wonder if my mom will end up reading them
What are you writing next?
I have Avalon Nightmares and Relics of the Underworld (the last instalments of my two series Avalon Chronicles and Sage’s Legacy) planned for release early 2018, so those are my major projects.
But lately (last 2 weeks) I’ve gotten annoyingly distracted by working on a standalone novel (at least I hope it will be!), hesitantly titled “Blazing in a Storm of Ashes”.
Here’s a little excerpt from the young heroine, Corinna:
“I’m not crazy. But when I start getting these bloody migraines and hearing voices, I’m fairly certain I lost it.
And then they turn out to be two hot-as-hell guardians, here to guide me on my quest to purge the world of evil. Because apparently, that’s my job.
I guess it’s just as well I’m willing to play into their delusional game. Until, of course, I find out it’s no delusion at all.
It’s all the more real, and the Phoenix in me rises to the surface, unbidden, unchallenged… And un-allied with either Light or Darkness.
Like I said, I’m not crazy. But read if you dare, and you can judge for yourself.”
What message do you have for future authors?
Never stop writing. If it makes you happy, do it. But don’t write into the genre and way you think your audience will like. Write what you are passionate about, and the rest will follow!
About Alexa Whitewolf:
I was born in Romania originally, moved to Canada in my teens and then pretty much all over the place in this vast country. Growing up, writing was an escape, a fun way to get away from the reality of the world around me. I always felt different, and though I fit in almost everywhere, I didn’t feel like I belonged anywhere.
That changed when I moved to Ottawa for university, at least for a while. But writing was my constant, my always-there escape.
I started writing around 14, The Sage’s Legacy series. I had both book I and II finished by the time I was 16. With university and life getting in the way, I took a break from writing, only dabbling in the occasional contract or fun short stories for my own amusement. It wasn’t until my then-fiancé, now-husband, found one of my notebooks scribbled with scenes from a story, that I got back into it. Avalon Dreams was the product of that long year, followed by its sequel Avalon Wishes this year. My two series, The Avalon Chronicles and The Sage’s Legacy both have strong, stubborn heroines.
Though so far I’ve been writing mainly fantasy/romance/adventure mixes, I have a few projects that will dabble in the paranormal and pure romance coming up J
When I’m not writing, I’m at home with my pups, Zeus and Achilles, out hiking with my husband, or just at my local Starbucks sipping that godly caramel macchiato!
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