Today we have the excerpt reveal for J.P. Roth’s Ancient Dreams! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!
Title: Ancient Dreams
Author: J.P. Roth
About Ancient Dreams:
“My tale starts with a ‘once upon a time’ — A long time ago, beings lived who could control the elements, immortality, and time. We called them gods and gave them our worship. They played with us like toys, took our lives and sabotaged our love. Now, the gods are myths. Stories in books—not to be confused with our modern world. I believed this until I found myself tumbling into a dream. This dream takes me to another life. To a forgotten time in a bloody age. I dream of Hades’s son and a lustful goddess. I dream of limitless power and revolving time. I dream a death and love that was mine.
My name is Cara Wynter— and this is my story.”
Cara Wynter, is a literature student living with her twin sister, Lily, in Fairhaven Washington. A daughter of witches, touch brings Cara only pain; dark visions of pasts and futures she can rarely change. Already fighting to exist in her strange reality, she is plagued by reoccurring dreams of her own death. In a desperate attempt to unlock the secrets in the violent images, she finds herself lost in a contest between love—and the will of the ancient gods. With only forgotten memories and the pages of a book to guide her, she struggles to understand her past. In order to break a deadly curse, Cara must face her worst fears—to save the soul of a god she has treasured for centuries, and a love she can’t live without
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I took a deep inhale, not caring that it burned my raw throat. The fresh air soothed my battered face. I climbed into my car and started the engine. I drove for a while, time and trees flashing past me. I thought about the knife going into the little girl’s neck. My heart ached for her, for her family; then, I thought of my dream, the painful reality of the blade. I remembered what it felt like to die. A confusing torrent of emotions burned in my chest; pity for the dead child, and who she might have become, hope that the owner of the Cinderella pin still lived, and fear that she would die screaming—that we both would. Another image filled my mind. Him, leaning over me, a look in his eyes that spoke of an emotion deeper than love, his beautiful voice twisted in agony, begging me to stay, pleading for me to fight the cold finality of death. For Lily, the answers were out there, hiding somewhere between the stars, I couldn’t agree. Night was falling, with it, came only darkness.
About the Author:
Author, dreamer and wild child extraordinaire: JP Roth is an American Novelist, and owner of Rothic comics, founded in 2012, through which she has produced and published five of her original series. JP Roth in California with her beautiful family, and their adorable Bichon Frise. Her days are spent writing fanciful stories, walking on the beach, and attending comic conventions across the globe. While JP Roth enjoys travelling to exotic locations, she admittedly prefers to stay home, wrapped in a soft fluffy blanket, drinking tea and penning her next novel.