Author D.M. Cain book release!!!

My dear author friend DM Cain has a new book release in the series The Light and Shadow Chronicles and it’s another beauty!

If you’re interested in the darker side of fantasy, this book is just what you need. And the best part is, they can all be read as stand alone books!

In her own words:

I’m so excited to share with you the cover for my upcoming release, Origin of Shadow! This novella is part of my epic, immersive fantasy series The Light and Shadow Chronicles. The series is centered upon a centuries-long war between two armies and each book focuses upon a character within the timeline. This novella gives the origin story of one of the armies – The Brotherhood of Shadow. The complementary novella entitled Genesis of Light is already available in ebook, paperback and audiobook.

The official release date for the book is 23rd Novmber. In the meantime, if you haven’t read the others in the series yet you can get them here (though reading these first isn’t required to understand Origin of Shadow):

A Chronicle of Chaos – http://mybook.to/ChronicleofChaos The Shield of Soren – http://mybook.to/ShieldofSoren Genesis of Light – http://mybook.to/genesisoflight

Origin of Shadow BLURB

“Vincent Wilder.” The voice broke into his thoughts, everywhere and nowhere at once, deafening, yet somehow a whisper. “Are you ready to learn the truth?”

As heir to a notorious crime syndicate, sixteen-year-old Vincent Wilder is determined to live up to his father’s intimidating legacy, and expand his violent empire. The Wilders have terrorised the city of Pabell for decades and Vincent knows the business inside and out (and has dirtied his own hands more times than he dares to count.)

But no matter how ready he thinks he is, nothing could have prepared him for life at the helm. His father was a man of many things, but secrets wasn’t one of them, or so Vincent had thought. The deeper Vincent gets into his leadership role, the more terrifying and inexplicable skeletons he uncovers.

With the threat of a revolution, a mysterious and intrusive voice in his head, and a long-lost history he had known nothing about, is he really up to the challenge?

You’ve read the Children of Light’s origin story, now experience the same events from a different perspective with this prequel novella from The Light and Shadow Chronicles.

Origin of Shadow EXCERPT

The ticking of the timepiece was far louder than it should have been. Every innocuous click of the hands reverberated around the room. Sixteen-year-old Vincent Wilder stood perfectly still, making sure his chin was raised and his expression stony. He tried to hide the fact that his fingers twitched nervously behind his back. This meeting needs to go off without a hitch. There’s so much resting on it. He made an effort to narrow his eyes and puff out his chest, hoping his young frame was imposing.

A single drop of sweat trickled down his forehead, running a sticky trail across his skin. He wanted to reach up and wipe it away, but didn’t dare draw attention to the fact he was perspiring. If they saw it, would they take it as a sign of weakness? So he did nothing and let the salty drop work its way down his forehead, running into his dark eyes. He blinked to clear the drop, but his vision blurred and his eyes itched. He could hold off no longer and was forced to swipe at his eyes with a hurried hand.

His eyesight cleared and he took the opportunity to glance down at the table and the people sat around it. A couple in their early forties sat on one side, close together, huddling for comfort. Their eyes were strong and defiant, the woman’s in particular. Her hands were flat on the tabletop, and she leaned forwards, speaking with determination.

The ashen-faced man beside her was silent. Despite the stony expression on his face, Vincent could see the man’s hands trembling.

Across from them sat Franco Wilder, Vincent’s father. Once, he had a thick shock of dark hair, long and wild, draped across his shoulders. That was how Vincent always pictured his father, but the figure that sat before him had changed drastically in the past few years. As soon as Franco’s hair had started thinning, he had shaved the lot, and the bald head made the most terrifying man Vincent had ever met even more intimidating.

Franco’s posture was rigid and unmoving, a coiled snake waiting to lunge. The dark eyes that had chastised Vincent since childhood were now zeroed in on the couple before him. His father’s fingers were locked together tightly, but Vincent knew that it would only take a split second for Franco to wrench the knife from his concealed thigh pouch. Vincent’s muscles too were primed, ready to propel him into a fight. Never relax around Franco Wilder. He’d learned that very young.

D.M. CAIN BIO

D.M. Cain is a dystopian and fantasy author working for Creativia Publishing. The Light and Shadow Chronicles series features a range of books which can be read in any order. The series instalments to date include A Chronicle of Chaos, The Shield of Soren and Genesis of Light.

Cain has released one stand-alone novel: The Phoenix Project, a psychological thriller set in a dystopian future. The Phoenix Project was the winner of the 2016 Kindle Book Review Sci-Fi novel Award.

Cain lives in Leicestershire, UK with her partner and two young children, and spends her time reading, writing, reviewing and indulging in geek culture (Marvel, Star Wars, Harry Potter, FinalFantasy).

LINKS

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DMCainauthor Twitter: https://twitter.com/DMCain84 Amazon: www.amazon.com/author/dmcain Mailing List: http://eepurl.com/XevZH Website: www.dmcain84.com

Surprise visit to my surgeon

So yesterday I went to the hospital to surprise my surgeon by giving him my first 10k run medal after surgery.

I was told it would be a small miracle if I would ever run again. But I did!

Sunday, June 16 I ran the Pink Ribbon Ladies Run in Rotterdam with my best friend Mariska.

I wrote this entry on facebook that day;

Today is the day! My first 10km. after surgery. I remember the day my doctors said I would never run again like it was yesterday.

Special day. For me and for others. One year after the loss of my ‘Tante Anky’ who suffered from this terrible disease. I know she’ll be flying with me to give me wings.

Go feet, I know we can do it! The text down below is, oddly enough, from the movie What Women Want. It moved me. Back then and now. Because it’s so true. This is why I love to run. This is why I’m grateful I can run 💖🏃‍♀️

You don’t stand in front

of a mirror before a run…

and wonder what the road

will think of your outfit.

You don’t have to listen to its

jokes and pretend they’re funny.

It would not be easier to run

if you dressed sexier.

The road doesn’t notice

if you’re not wearing lipstick.

It does not care

how old you are.

You do not feel

uncomfortable…

because you make more money

than the road.

And you can call on the road

whenever you feel like it,

whether it’s been a day…

or a couple of hours

since your last date.

The only thing

the road cares about…

is that you pay it a visit

once in a while.

Nike. No games. Just sports.

It was a great run and I crossed the finish line at 01:10:33

I always said thst if I would run again, I would give the medal to my surgeon. Because he delivered big time and gave me back my life. And yesterday I did. A bit overwhelmed, but I think he was quite pleased.

Never give up on your dreams, people! 🙏❤️

Interview with Leidsch Dagblad

You can never go back…

No. You can’t. But how does one go forward? May 2017 I fell off my horse . As most of you know, it took a long time before I could even walk again.

However, now I’m walking. But not okay. And I can stand on my toes with both my feet and I can stand on one leg, but not on my toes with one leg. Not even a bit, it’s just undoable.

Let alone running. And I still have fifteen months of rehabilitation ahead of me, so I know I have a long way to go, but this is the part where I need your help.

See, the hospital pretty much told me to do anything as long as it feels right (did they read the OBOD gwersi, or something?)

Physiotherapy? Sure, if you think you need it, go ahead, but we’re not a big fan, was the answer from my hospital team when I asked. And a part of me wants to try and another part of me is going in full blown panic attack when I think about somebody touching my foot!

So I’m looking for people who had a foot injury, or knee or leg injury and how did you go about it? Mine was a Lisfranc fracture dislocation, but I’m not so much looking for people with the exact same injury. Just people with a likewise experience.

How did you get back to your old self? Or at least, the best version of your old self?

Physically speaking, of course, because as the title says…. you can never go back.

Appreciate any replies. Take care, folks. Life is precious ❤️

Ramblings of a modern druidess – changes

It’s been a long time since my latest blog. I never could have imagined that falling off a horse would have such a big impact on my life.

Physically, sure. I expected as much, though not to this extend. The mental side of it took me – not by surprise – but at the very least, caught me off guard.

14 weeks is a long time to spend in a bed with nothing but your thoughts. Thankfully by the end of week 11 I could crawl down the stairs on my but and make it into the living room. Unbelievable how this can expand your horizon.

I guess it also changed me. Last week I finally received the long, long awaited news from my surgeon that the remaining ‘hardware-store’ in my foot can finally be removed. After this surgery, I can start to rebuild my foot. I don’t know if I’ll be able to dance again, or to run for a bus, let alone run for pleasure. I don’t know if there will come a day when I wake up and put my foot down and feel no pain.

Getting back in the saddle was important to me. Very important, maybe too important. It came to a point where my mental health started to depend on that one moment in the week I was allowed on a horse. No stirrups, of course, what if the screws would break! Being on that horse gave me so much. Hope, self-esteem, strength. It was one of the very few things I could do, without feeling any pain. It was scary as hell, but pure bliss and worth every second.

And then it was gone. Just like that.

Like I said, this unfortunate accident changed me. I have daily reminders of what I cannot do and that leaves me a little insecure about the future. My creative juices aren’t what they used to be. I’m more gloomy than before and still riding that emotional rollercoaster. A stupid tv commercial can have me bursting into tears, utterly annoying! Then again, most of them are so bad, anyone would start crying 😉

There was loss as well. Loss of horses, loss of people. Why? In hindsight it doesn’t matter. Not really. Won’t change the fact, I lost them.

Would things be different if I hadn’t fallen off my horse that day? Isn’t that the million dollar question? I honestly do not know. I often wished I could turn back time. Especially those weeks bound to my bed. But given the choice, would I? Maybe it’s possible there’s a future worse than this one and I got the better end. Who knows?

I do believe things happen for a reason and you have to make the best of what life throws at you. So that’s what I’m trying to do right now.

Cherish my family, my friends. Cherish my love for writing, my love for music. Those creative juices will start flowing again. And my love for horses. I will always be grateful that horses came back into my life. I’m never giving them up again. I just have to find another way. And I might have found a place to call home.

Jealousy 

I never really understood it. The green eyed monster. Do I sometimes wish I had what other people have? Sure. That doesn’t make me jealous of them, though. More than not, it inspires me. 

Also with other women. I’m only drawn to men, sexually, but I’m not blind. I’m perfectly capable of judging whether another woman is pretty. At least, to my eyes. For example, I’m a complete sucker for long hair. When I see a woman with hair longer than me, that doesn’t make me jealous. I just go in ‘awe-mode’ and chances are I will stare at her with admiring eyes. Sometimes I even say so. Why not? I just ogled her hair, might as well let her know I think it looks gorgeous. 

Succes is another thing. I love it when my friends succeed in life. The greater, the better. I really don’t comprehend how you would not want the best for your friends. Often, they take you along for the ride and that, again, inspires me. 

No. I have many flaws, but thankfully jealousy is not one of them. Be happy with yourself. It all starts with that. Try it. If you admire something in another person, tell them. You’ll be pleasantly surprised by the response. Promise! 

Magical Beasts & Creatures

It’s been a while since my latest blog. Obviously I’ve been busy with promoting The Empath, but unfortunately I also took a nasty spill of my horse and completely smashed my right foot.


Thankfully surgery went well, but it does mean I’m home bound till early August, at the very least. 

So, plenty of time to write book III of The Fire Trilogy, but also time for something else. 

My cousin, Tom van der Vlies, is a poet as well, so we decided to take on a project together. Inspired by JK Rowling’s Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, we’re in the process of creating twenty poems.

Tom will handle the magical beasts and I will take on ten magical creatures. Some may be familiar to you from the books or the movie, others may not. 

It may take a while before we have it published, but eventually you will be able to buy the complete collection. 


To give you some incentive, here are the first two of Magical Beasts & Creatures!

Magical Beasts ( part 1 of 10 )
Unicorn

My bedroom slowly fades

Into the darkest of shades

My heart expectantly awaits

The galopping of dreams
I enter a realm of legendry

Wonder, magic , mystery

Genteless and also purity,

A horn appears, silver gleams
A flash of light so bright

Sprinkles stardust unto night

Like a comet in full flight

A whinnying of starbeams 
Their is a unicorn at play

Just going his own way

I wish that he would stay

Untamable, so he seems
He will roam forever free

In that place I cannot be

Untill I graze eternity

I’ll ride you in my dreams

Birthday special – The Empath cover reveal!

Today is my forty-second birthday and as a gift to myself and all of you, I thought it would be nice to finally show you the cover of the second installment of The Fire Trilogy. So without further ado…. drumroll please! 


Once again, Rhianna Davies – my cover designer – just nailed it! Thank you so much for understanding my completely warped brain and making my book come to life! I’m also very proud to have this specific model, who I promised to remain anonymous, but who some of you will recognize anyway (think of music, folks!) 

I’m also very honoured to be recommended by one of the people who inspire me in life, Philip Carr Gomm, chosen chief of the OBOD and author of The Prophecies and Druid Mysteries. See the full cover here.


Dragon Moon Press will release The Empath on the 5th of May, the Dutch Liberation Day

The Blurb

Battersea Park Station. Home of the company. The kind we all need, but nobody likes to talk about. Tristan Visconti works for the company and his clearance level has just been upgraded. Why? Simple, because he and his team have exactly one week to save our planet from impending doom.

When Tristan arrives in London, he needs to convince his client, Catherine van Dyk, of her own powers to help save our world. Problem is, Tristan believes he is on a suicide mission and so does his team. His former lover, Eve, is behaving out of character and then there is Alan, Catherine’s ex. Like Tristan, Alan’s an empath, but he’s also a master of death and the company can’t locate his whereabouts.

As Tristan, Catherine, Alan and Eve take center stage, the company is fulfilling its own agenda. Question is, are they working to save the world or to help destroy it?

For more information, visit http://www.the-elemental.co.uk

Happy Easter, folks! Blessings of Love & Light.