Have you
heard of them? The gruesom stories about the silent killers in the night, who
approach their victims on inaudible steps to taste their blood? Or the beasts,
which become giant wolves at full moon and tear whole flocks of sheep in their
greed? The knowledge about them is enough for one coin and almost nobody knows
where they came from and why they could outlast the times until today. To
understand a story, you have to know its origin. Thus begins the story of the emergence of the three
clans; the vampires, the werewolves and the witches, who hand in hand create
their common realm. And then she is born. On a stormy night Larissa sees the
light of day, the only mixed creature of vampire and werewolf, equipped with
the powers of a witch. Between the everyday madness Larissa must not only keep
her true form hidden, but also fight, because dark clouds have come up over the
clans. More and more she becomes aware that the clan of witches, and thus their
leader Claus, are playing a false game. Can Larissa, together with her family
and friends, stop the conspiracy in time or has the threat already progressed
too far? Immerse yourself in a dark world full of fantasy, tension and
adventure, the search for great love, but also power games, betrayal, bitter setbacks
and bitter disappointments.
Maria Spotlight is a german author based in the Black Forest. Before she started to write novels she was a surgical assistant. So far she has written and published two books on her own, currently she's working on her third book, a preshistory to her first novels. She's married and mother of two children.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone