Release date: April 28th 2014
Purchase: Amazon
Synopsis
via Goodreads:
A Prophecy
made long ago, announced the arrival of the new Ladies of Elements.
And now
almost a millennia later, it finally came true …
All her life
Arima thought she knew who and what she was. That is until the day of her
sixteenth birthday came and her world is turned upside down, when she’s told
she’s not a White Witch but Lady Spirit. And that she is the one that has been
foretold, will unite the Five Ladies of Elements once again and save Ilendia
and the Other Lands from Ahriman, the Demon King.
At first
Arima refuses to accept her new fate, but when Shanums come and destroy her
village and kill her loved ones, she has no choice but to flee and fall right
into the destiny she never wanted.
As she
grudgingly starts her journey into the unknown, she is accompanied by her
unicorn familiar Sirrim, Blythe, a Vampire with a dark past and Myrddin, a
mysterious Ljosalfar.
And the
longer her journey lasts, the more Arima begins to realise that she can’t
escape her own destiny and she must learn to control her powers and learn to be
a Lady for the sake of the Sisters she doesn’t know and the people of Ilendia
and the Other Lands.
However,
things get more complicated when Arima comes into the possession of a key. Her
instincts compel her to go towards danger when she discovers that the key she
holds, can unlock the legendary kingdom of Eléssima, the home of the Ladies of
Elements.
She will
have to make the choice to follow her instincts …
…or stay on
the path that has been laid out for her.
Shortly
before midnight Bryeia and Gideon called out to her and told her they would be
going back home because they had something very important to tell her. The walk
to Arima and Bryeia’s house was quiet and tense. It made Arima feel uneasy.
Even Rowan was silent and wouldn’t even look at her. After a while, they
arrived at the house. The house itself was made out of light brown wood and had
a wooden roof with a layer of straw beneath it to insulate it during the winter
months. The windows were a bit dirty and the door was worn, but it was home.
Bryeia let everybody into the house before shutting the door securely behind
her.
They entered
the living room; it was cosy with a rectangular table and two chairs. A
coloured carpet decorated the floor for a small coffee table, and a rocking
chair stood near the window close to the broad window-sill, which had a few
small pillows on it because it was Arima’s favourite spot to sit. There were
several cabinets and closets against the wall; one of them was a book-case,
which held several books and parchment paper, and the other was a long cabinet
with closed doors. Arima immediately went to her favourite spot on the
window-sill and looked at the other three people in the room, confused as to what
was going on.
“Why did we
leave so early, Nana?” Arima asked, feeling a bit disappointed. Bryeia and
Gideon looked at each other while Rowan pushed himself against a wall and kept
his gaze away from hers.
Bryeia
hesitantly stepped forward and said, “Arima, there is something I must tell
you. Something I am not sure will be easy to accept, but you must know that it
is the truth.”
“What is,
Nana?” Arima asked, confused.
Bryeia
sighed and looked at Gideon , who nodded encouragingly. “Arima, you weren’t
abandoned on my doorstep as a baby,” Bryeia started. “I found you in the forest
sixteen years ago on the first night of spring, like today … when you fell from
the heavens like a falling star.”
“What?”
Arima said, looking at Bryeia with wide, unbelieving eyes.
“Arima, you
are not a White Witch. I made you that way with a spell I cast on you when you
were a baby, to protect you from Ahriman. But I cannot protect you any longer.
At midnight tonight, the spell will break, and Ahriman will be able to find you,”
Bryeia said. She took a deep breath, while taking Arima’s hands in her own and
looked at the hurt and disbelief in the girl’s light-green eyes . “Arima
… you … you are Lady Spirit.”
ABOUT THE
AUTHOR
Stephanie
Beerden was born on Friday the 13th (no joke, she really was) in a small city
called Genk in Belgium. She has always been fascinated with the occult, magic and
books. Her childhood and teen years were filled with reading lots and lots
of books and imagining what life would be like as a vampire. Until one day
she decided that she wanted to try her hand at writing her own books and that
was the beginning of her writing adventure.
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