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Descension (Mystic)

Book Description:

The Angel
After three years caring for her dying mother, Layla Callaway learns she was adopted under unusual circumstances. Following a cryptic message to seek her birth family in Oregon, Layla uproots her lonely life, quickly finding she descends from witches and wizards. Magic is in her blood, and a handsome family friend is eager to prove it. Through a ring imprinted with her birth parents’ memories, Layla’s enigmatic past comes to light, presenting possibilities and trials more chimerical than her wildest dreams.

The Guardian
Quin’s natural charisma yields plenty of witches, but he longs for the lost witch – the mysterious Layla. He's dreamed about her his entire life, envisioning the day he would lay eyes on her face and aura. When that day arrives, not only is he breathless, he’s confronted with the challenge of a lifetime – an innate need to keep her safe and forever by his side.

The Hunter
Employing fiendish manipulation and manpower, Agro uses the arcane force of others to elevate his supremacy and wealth. Nothing pleases him more than latching on to a mystical vein, and never has there been a more enticing source. The divine witch will be his.

~Interview~

For those of you who do not know, Katherine is Layla's mother, who at the very beginning of the book has recently died. So I felt it would be fitting to give her a voice and learn a little bit about Layla through a mother's eyes. 

Katherine, thank you for coming back from the great beyond to take the time to answer a few questions for us. We truly appreciate your time and we know you would much rather be watching Layla from the heavens.

What is your author like?
She’s sweet… when she’s not destroying the lives of her characters. I just hope she leads Layla to peace before it’s all over.

What was your family like?
I was seventeen when my parents died in a car accident, so I still view our time together through the eyes of a girl. It was just the three of us, no siblings, and no extended family. Both of my grandpas died in combat when my parents were young, and I guess my dad’s mom couldn’t handle it, because she gave him up when he was four. He never had further contact with her or knew of any siblings. My mom was an only child and lived a decent life until my grandma died of a stroke. Mom was only fifteen, so she was sent to a youth shelter, which is where she met my dad, who’d just turned seventeen. Supposedly he was a mouthy trouble-maker who’d bounced around the system most his life, and she was a spoiled little girl feeling sorry for herself. I remember them teasing each other about it when they reminisced on old times. But despite their differences, they fell for each other, and on my mom’s sixteenth birthday, they ran away together. Less than a year later, I came along. I know it must have been hard on them financially, but they never dwelled on what they didn’t have and their youth worked in their favor. They turned challenges into games to keep me entertained, and they took me everywhere with them. I don’t recall ever having a babysitter, and I remember going to work with my mom when school was out. One summer she cleaned houses and got permission from her rich clients to let me swim in their pools.

What is the thing you are most proud of?
Layla. Not a day went by that she didn’t make me practically burst with pride.

If you had a day to do anything you wanted, what would you do?
I would spend the day with Layla, doing whatever she wanted, because when she was happy, I could actually feel it. It was like there was a euphoric fog floating around and seeping into my pores.

How would you describe yourself?
When I was healthy, I aspired to be energetic, determined and devoted to the little girl I loved most in the world. Nothing else mattered to me, so I always strived for the strength I needed to give her what she needed.

What makes you unique?
Probably the fact that I never had a significant other in my life aside from Layla. My coworkers picked on me for not having a boyfriend or husband. One of them thought I was a lesbian and offered to introduce me to a woman, and another had the audacity to tell me I was obligated to find a man because Layla needed more than I alone could give her. Perhaps that’s true, and even though Layla never once expressed disappointment over not having a father, I know she would have loved cuddling into a man’s caring embrace. She was a cuddle bug. Snuggling on the couch with me was one of her favorite things to do, even as a teenager. But that’s not a good enough reason to fish for a man. My entire life was devoted to Layla, and that’s the way I wanted it. I didn’t want to devote myself to anyone else. And I never met anyone worthy enough to bring into Layla’s life. The two dates I did go on reminded me why I was single and reaffirmed my conviction. There was no way I was going to invite someone into our home who wouldn’t be as dedicated to Layla as I was, which left no candidates, because Layla was my everything.

What were your 3 greatest strengths on earth?
My love for Layla, my determination to make her life wonderful, and the energy to make it so.

What were your 3 greatest weaknesses on earth?
My high blood-pressure, my eyesight, and my one-track mind.

What really grated on your nerves?
People telling me to get a man, and any questions concerning Layla’s dad. I realize people were merely curious, but I couldn’t tell the truth and hated the lie. As much as I love Layla and treasure our time together, the fact that she was robbed of her biological family still breaks my heart, because her parents were amazing.

What was Layla like as a child?
Perfect. Layla was always perfect. Even as a baby, the only time she fussed was when she was hungry or wanted to cuddle. She was tiny, but she would take in the world with big eyes full of silent wonder and intelligence. I know that sounds impossible, but I swear it’s true. I could see it in her; I could see her absorbing the things around her in a way even adults struggle with. She was often boisterous and playful with me, but other times, when she was out in public or encountering something new, she’d become peacefully quiet and introspective, like she was in a bubble, separated from the world yet in-tune with everything around her. Then, when it came time for her to interact with the world, she’d emerge from her silence with extraordinary grace, talent and kindness. She had a sincere and compassionate air about her and could change the mood in a room just by walking into it. People didn’t know how to act around her. She stunned them, and while it seemed they wanted to be near her, it’s like they were hesitant to enter her atmosphere and never tried to get close. She’d interact with other kids during school and extracurricular activities, but she never had a best friend, and the things most girls talk to their friends about, she brought to me. People seemed satisfied to merely watch her and didn’t try to know her, and she’d go on about her business as happy as can be, like she didn’t notice she was treated differently than others, which I always found weird, because she was so observant. She could look across a sea of people and pick out the one person who was hurting, or the one who was celebrating, like she could sense their emotions, and she’d go out of her way to make contact with those people, to help them or congratulate them. She’d make people feel so good, and that made her feel good. She never seemed to care that the favor wasn’t returned. It’s like she saw the positive in people, but never the negative. She knew when she was needed, but never needed anything in return. She was a beautiful girl with more talent than Hollywood, more brains than Mensa, more humbleness than a homeless shelter, and more generosity than a staff of nurses. And believe it or not, I never once had to punish or reprimand her. Like I said, she was perfect, and I could go on all day about why.

Have you ever felt bad that you didn't tell Layla about her biological parents?
Absolutely. Every single day of her life. I love her with all my heart, and it hurt to lie to her. Not just the lying part, the lie itself was painful, because if anyone ever deserved a happy family, it was Layla and her parents. I’d never seen a love like theirs until I met them, and I’d never felt a love like that until Layla entered my life. Their heartbreaking misfortune ended up making my heart whole, but if I could have, I would have given my life to keep them together. The happiness of the three most amazing people I’ve ever met would have been completely worth it.

If you had one wish what would it be?

Well, no matter how badly it hurts to think about my life without Layla, I suppose my ultimate wish would be to go back in time and change things so that she could stay with her biological family. A more selfish wish would be to go back before I had my stroke, so that I could tell Layla the truth about her adoption in person, instead of leaving it in a letter. If I’d known I was about to fall ill, I would have found the strength to tell her sooner. I had it all planned out and was just waiting for the right time, but I didn’t count on the curve ball life threw us. I broke my cardinal rule to live life like there’s no tomorrow, and I’ll always regret it.

But both of those wishes involve going back in time and can’t possibly come true, so my one wish is for Layla to find the peace and happiness she deserves. I know she’s struggling right now, and I wish I could make it better, but I’m gone from her world now and can only hope the time we spent together helped prepare her for the obstacles she’s facing. I love her so much and only want what’s best for her. That is my biggest wish.

Again, I must say a great big Thank you for being with us today. It was so nice to not only get to see you, but to learn about what Layla was like as a child. Now on to the Excerpt of this fabulous novel by B.C. Burgess...

Excerpt

Agro stood and began pacing, fidgeting with the smoky quartz encrusted in the platinum buckle of his gold belt. “What else did he tell you?”

Garran fearfully watched Agro’s agitated gestures, clearly torn between begging for his life and fleeing for it. “He said it had been twenty-one years since the great Agro had been taken for a fool. And I defended you, sir. I said nobody calls Agro a fool. Agro’s a good man who helps little people like me out of tight spots. But the stranger just laughed and said you’d been hoodwinked.”

Agro stopped pacing when he heard the time line. “What else did the stranger say?”

“He told me you believe the child dead, but she’s alive, living somewhere in Oklahoma, in a hexless community.”

Agro turned his back on the snitch, muscles rolling. If what the stranger revealed was true, he had been taken for a fool. Rage swelled, burning his eyes and lungs. So the child was alive—a twenty-one-year-old female living in a non-magical community in Oklahoma. But who was the stranger in the tavern? It had taken a great sacrifice to ensure the child’s safety. So why, twenty-one years later, would someone blatantly reveal the secret? Who was this unknown third faction who’d discovered the truth when he, the great Agro, had not? And why had the man freely passed such valuable information to a worthless rat like Garran Bram?

Author Information:

I'm a small town girl with big dreams and a wild imagination. I'm addicted to coffee and writing. The combination is my idea of heaven. I read every day, if only to my young son, whom I hope to someday inspire with my passion for writing.

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