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May be edited a bit from published version.
I’ve moved on from COLONY ON FIRE and am now going to do a few excerpts from HEIRESS OF THE NILE, my most recent ancient Egyptian paranormal romance.
The snippet from near the beginning of the novel, continuing on from last week:
As she reached the temple, Pebatma reflected yet again on how her life had been upended. She longed to venture inside, to stroll between the colorful pillars, into the beautiful chapel noblewomen used when worshipping. She and her mother had always walked boldly inside, no question of their status, no issue with the guards or the priestesses. Pebatma glanced at her simple, mended linen dress and her patched brown cloak and sighed.
No use to make the attempt. In the early days of their downfall, when she’d had hope, she’d tried and been rudely jeered at and turned away. Members of a family fallen from the Usurper Pharaoh’s favor weren’t welcome even in a temple or so it seemed. Now the new Pharaoh Nat-re-Akhte held sway in the Black Lands but she’d yet to see any change in her own life’s condition.
Pebatma supposed she was blessed to have two men interested in her, dowry or no, and she tried hard to be grateful. For a girl who’d grown up in the nobility, expecting to be a priestess of Hathor herself and to marry a man of high rank, choosing between the innkeeper’s son, who was her old nurse’s grandson, or a spice merchant, neither of whom she loved, represented desperate times indeed. One was a stolid man of few words, whose grandmother she suspected of ordering him to court her. The other, a relatively well to do individual, was polite and deferential on the surface but lately he’d taken to touching her whenever he dared. The thought of marrying him was utterly repellent, even if he had offered to give her mother a home and bring her brother into the lucrative spice trade.
Wiping away a tear, Pebatma refused to allow herself to think of the high ranking man she’d once hoped to marry, there weren’t enough curses to call down on his head. He’d shown his true nature all right.
The book blurb: 1550 BCE – Forced by a vengeful Pharaoh to flee for her life and hide in the poorest section of Thebes, Lady Pebatma has scraped and struggled to support her ailing mother and young brother for the past two years. Now, out of funds with the rent to pay and no possessions left to sell, she begs the goddess Hathor for help. With a new pharaoh taking the throne, surely something can be done…
A powerful general in command of the army and best friend to Pharaoh, Marnamaret has everything a nobleman in Egypt could desire…except for true love. He refuses to settle for less. On a whim, he prays to Hathor to send him the woman of his dreams.Will the goddess answer these heartfelt petitions? And if she does, will Shai the god of Fate allow the course of two lives to be changed by love? For none can deny Fate….
Author’s Note: This is a connected series. Heiress of the Nile can be read as a standalone. Although it’s my newest novel, the story falls between Priestess and Warrior timewise and is set in the early days of this Pharaoh’s reign.
Available at all major ebook sellers…