|Posted on May 8, 2017 at 9:05 AM|
About the Book
Title: A Daughter’s Curse
Author: C.J. Davidson
Genre: YA Fantasy
When Brisnay discovers that she is a part of a fantasy world and
meets Nickolaus, her miserable life takes a turn for the better. A world where anything is possible becomes her refuge and sparks fly between her and Nickolaus. Just when she thinks she knows everything about the realm she was thrust into, she uncovers shocking truths that rattle her to the core.
Betrayal. Hate. Envy. Deceit. Vengeance. Retribution. These are some of the things that Brisnay must face to fight a powerful, unknown enemy who is out to destroy her and strip her of the powers she's rightfully inherited.
Brisnay realizes that she has no choice but to take a stand and must get revenge by fighting for the right to love.
A Daughter’s Curse: The Queen of Water’s Forbidden Love is a story of survival…and a forbidden love that will not be denied, despite all obstacles.
Today, I am married and have four children. Their names are Dluce, Marin, Carlos, and Isabella. I work as Branch Manager at a financial institution. I couldn't be happier with what I have accomplished so far.
My next step is to somehow help those affected by domestic violence. What hurts the most, is when children are in the middle of it. It is my belief that no one should have to feel unsafe, living life on the edge, wondering when they are going to get hurt. Sleeping with one eye open is the worst feeling in the world. Fear that catches in your throat paralyzes your whole body. Living life like that hurts and it comes with consequences. I know.
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She hugged her rib where her father had kicked her. Reality slammed against her face. She suddenly felt emotionally worn down and fragile, like a snowflake on the verge of being broken down and ceasing to exist. For some reason, she felt like she had to be honest. She didn’t want to keep anything from Nickolaus. And, if he didn’t like it or didn’t understand, then it wasn’t meant to be.
She looked up into Nickolaus’s eyes and saw nothing but understanding and sincerity. She felt compelled to tell him everything. “It’s my father…” she started.
And she told Nickolaus everything—from the way she worked like a dog to her abusive father to how they constantly moved. When she was finished, she was almost crying with relief that she had someone to share all her pain with. Someone other than Dulce to lean on. She felt as if a weight had been lifted off her chest. She didn’t realize that keeping everything in had been weighing her down.
“I do not know what to say,” said Nickolaus, a look of shock on his face. “But how could this happen to you?”
Before Brisnay knew it, Nickolaus had scooted closer to her, pulled her toward him, and tightly hugged her. She felt the tears swelling in her eyes. She honestly couldn’t remember the last time someone had hugged her. She tried to swallow back the tears, but she couldn’t stop. She felt her whole body relax, and a sob choked out, even as she tried to stop herself from crying. The tears were from years and years of suffering and keeping this to herself.
here is it?” Brisnay heard her father’s voice thunder.
Brisnay shot up in bed and glanced at the clock. It was nearly three a.m.
It was barely an hour ago when Nickolaus had helped her into her house through the bathroom window. And it had taken at least thirty minutes to go to sleep from all the excitement she had experienced.
What is he yelling about now?
“I don’t know,” she heard her mother answer in a gravelly voice.
“Did you take it?”
“No! I haven’t touched it! I have no idea where it is!”
Brisnay felt like her chest was caving in. She sharply breathed out as she felt her insides churn. She got up and paced.
Are they talking about the book? What am I going to do now?
“It’s not here! Where is it?” her father demanded.
“I’m telling you the truth! I haven’t seen it!” her mother yelled back.
Brisnay heard a sickening slap. She was sure her father had struck her mother. All at once, she heard her father’s heavy footsteps heading toward her room. With an erratic heartbeat, she slipped quietly back into bed and pulled the covers up to her face, squeezing her eyes shut. A knot started to build in her throat.
She heard her father shove open her bedroom door, and then he flipped the lights on. “Brisnay!”
Brisnay lay frozen.
“Brisnay! Get the hell up!”
Then, out of nowhere, a sharp pain cut through Brisnay’s body. She didn’t know how, but her father had struck her in the stomach. She stumbled out of bed, breathless, and leaned over as she clutched her stomach with both hands.
“Did you get a book out of our closet?”
Brisnay’s heart sank faster than a rock sinking to the bottom of the ocean. She had never seen her father this angry.
Brisnay was shocked when Cesare commanded her to conjure a weapon of her choice out of the water. The first thing that popped in her mind was a bow and arrow.
“Now, pick it up from the water,” Cesare told her.
Brisnay gave him a perplexed look.
“Go ahead. Dip your hand in the water,” Cesare dared her.
Another look of confusion decorated her face before she reached into the water. The water had nearly reached her elbow when she felt something hard and cool. She grabbed it, as if it were something just randomly lying on the floor. She pulled her hand up, and a bow loomed into view. The bow was frozen solid, yet it didn’t freeze her hand.
“Wh—” Brisnay started, astonished.
“You’re missing something,” said Cesare with a nod down at the water.
She reached down, and the same thing happened; she felt something hard and cool. She brought her hand up and—
“Shoot it,” said Cesare.
Brisnay looked down at the bow. The retractable string was frozen solid, too.
“But it’s frozen.”
“Aim and shoot,” Cesare repeated.
Still perplexed, Brisnay placed the frozen arrow on the bow, putting the end up against the frozen string.
Brisnay pulled, expecting the frozen string to shatter to pieces, but she was wrong. The frozen string resisted and became flexible at her pull. The arrow made a loud whistling noise when it left. Brisnay didn’t turn to see where the arrow went. She was busy watching the string bounce a couple of times before becoming frozen solid again.
Cesare simply waved his hand, and the frozen bow disappeared from her hands, changing to water.
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