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If you're a fan of fairy tales in stories, movies, and TV series, you really should read M. J.'s series.
WHY FAIRYTALE ROMANCE
Here's what M. J. said about this new series.
"Like most little girls, I was totally enraptured by the fairy tales involving a knight in shining armor who flies in to save the princess from the dastardly villain. But as an adult, I like for the princess to be able to rescue herself sometimes and rescue the hero on occasion, too. And as I did research for my medieval romance, I realized that happily-ever-afters in that time period were hard to come by.
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If you love reading series, book after book, you'll be delighted to know that the books in the Fairytale Romance series are being published quickly. Book 1 debuted in September. This month Book 2, Pocket Full of Rye, publishes today, October 7.
Once upon a time, a girl married a prince...but that
didn't guarantee her happily-ever-after.
A girl named Izzy was wed to a prince, despite the
fact that she was in love with his brother. After all, one does not cross
royalty. Although the marriage had a rocky start, Izzy learned to love Carac.
But when his ambition brought danger, who could Izzy
count on?
In a dark world, can Izzy ever have a happily-ever-after?
Excerpt from Pocket Full of Rye by M. J. Schiller
The king’s forehead furrowed as if confused, but Trevarius noticed that the wrinkles were only on one side, which was strange. The king managed a slight nod. Trevarius was relieved that he seemed to understand the question but, at the same time, was concerned about the pain.“Is the suffering so great that Your Majesty cannot bear to be carried to your chambers?” he asked tenderly.
The king’s visage remained unchanged.
Trevarius sighed, speaking out loud. “How am I to aid him when we lack all means to speak to each other?”
Izzy, who still watched the queen warily but had cautiously drawn near, interjected excitedly. “His eyes, my lord. Mark how he moves his eyes.”
Trevarius observed the king. His gaze was shifting from side to side.
Izzy bent. “I believe he means to say nay.”
Again, the king’s chin dipped almost imperceptibly.
“You give us your leave, then, to bear you to your chambers?”
This time, though still small, the nod seemed to convey the sovereign’s impatience. Trevarius stifled a chuckle, relieved that his father was feeling well enough to be his usual choleric self. He looked up and caught Izzy’s smile, too. Then she lifted her head, peering at something beyond his shoulder, and the smile vanished. Trevarius turned, spying the fierce glare that Carac was aiming at his wife. When he twisted back, Izzy had risen and withdrawn, running her hand across the top of her chair, her gaze downcast.
He was surprised when this realization didn’t bring him cheer, but seeing Izzy’s sorrowful face only brought him pain.
