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Blue moon, the triple goddess
If you should be unfortunate enough to meet her
Do not hold her gaze
For she sees through time and space
Through all your lifetimes
She brings them to the fore
All your past misdeeds
You may be forced to live them again
Which many of us do
Under her gaze, you have become
Each returning misdeed
Weighs more than you can carry
Yet under a blue moon you may be lucky
For it is said she can be appeased
By asking for her forgiveness
For on that one night when the moon shines blue
She is inclined to forgive
Those she takes a liking to
Pray that she likes the look of you…
My seven-year-old son informed me
he would like a knight’s outfit,
with a sword for Halloween.
I thought it odd at the time
For he likes clowns
I managed to find one his size
He looked the very inch of a Knight
in shining armour. No face paint, he said.
He needed to be seen.
After two hours of walking around
I could see my tiny knight tiring
Time for tea, bath and bed, or so I thought.
No amount of persuasion could remove the outfit
He refused to go to bed,
so, I let him fall asleep on the sofa
Carrying him to his bed, he woke
Telling me he had to stay awake until midnight
“If Gran comes back, I have to save her…”
The gifting hour, when the dead can walk among us
Oh God, why had I explained this to him
I should have known he was too young.
He slept with the sword for two weeks
Before leaving it under his bed
Clearing his room, picking stray toys from the floor
I asked if we could put the sword in the toy box
He said he didn’t need it anymore.
“Gran kissed me goodnight, so I know she is all right.”
It seems my tiny knight was happy again…
Time, we moan is too fast, too slow
There’s never enough of it
We would all like more
Each of us has an allotted span
Would you want to know
How much you had left
To enjoy or moan about?
What if I tell you there is a place?
Where you can turn the clock back
Would you play back yesterday
A month, a year more?
To do so, you must interact
With the Time Master in a dream
Set your clock for midnight
When you wake,
turn your clock back one hour
Lay your head back on your pillow
Call for the Time Master three times
before you sleep
When the clock passes midnight for the second time
You may find yourself in a strange place
Of dark moving clouds in a world of clocks
You must find the one that matches
the one on your bedside table.
Turn the hands to midnight
You may wake in the wrong tomorrow
Depending on what you hoped for…
A woman with a troubled past. A new love hanging in the balance. Will an unexpected visitor strengthen her resolve or destroy the life she’s trying to build?
Madeleine’s world, once so organised, is a mess. Suffering the fallout from the mistakes she made with Tag, she has no idea where she stands with Daniel. Are they only friends or is there still a chance for something more?
Enter James – cool, calm and calculated. A stranger, she thinks. But he knows her, and he comes with an opportunity she can’t refuse, involving an enemy she’d tried to forget. At first keen to return to her past, Madeleine soon realises it’s not only the gang that’s changed, and battles her own demons as well as an unpredictable villain.
Can Daniel step up when he’s needed? Or will it be James who rides in to the rescue? Because when things go badly for Madeleine, and all hope seems lost, there is only one who can save the day. And only one who can bring more to the task than merely himself.
Loving Vengeance is the second book in this fast-paced duology. If you like strong heroines, character-driven action and powerful emotions, then you’ll love Georgia Rose’s exciting novel.
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Loving Vengeance, the latest story from Georgia Rose, picks up where Parallel Lies left off.
Fragile and beaten, Maddy’s secrets are out and her carefully guarded life is over and as the police begin to close in, will they discover the rest of her secrets?
She has no job, and doesn’t think her romance with Dan can continue.
Maddy, or should I call her Scarlet now, seems resigned to her fate…
Her problems are far too complicated for her to deal with on her own, but who can she trust?
Circumstances force her to return to her old ways for help, but considering what she has already gone through, this may not be a good idea.
What begins as a story of love and recovery, quickly changes into a complicated and totally absorbing crime thriller that races along at a breakneck pace.
Will Maddy manage to get it right this time?
Georgia Rose is a writer and the author of the romantic and suspenseful Grayson Trilogy books: A Single Step, Before the Dawn and Thicker than Water. A short story, The Joker, based on a favourite character from the series followed and is free to download from Amazon.
Her fourth novel, Parallel Lies, a standalone, encompasses crime along with Georgia’s usual blending of genre.
Following a long stint working in the law Georgia set up her own business providing administration services for other companies which she does to this day managing to entwine that work along with her writing.
Georgia’s background in countryside living, riding, instructing and working with horses has provided the knowledge needed for some of her storylines; the others are a product of her passion for people watching and her overactive imagination!
Her busy life is set in a tranquil part of rural Cambridgeshire in the UK where she lives with her much neglected husband and dog. Their son, currently at university, comes and goes and their daughter, having delighted them all for long enough, has eventually moved out, got married, and is discovering the joys of being all grown up and having a mortgage.
Of a snake
Sound out of sight
Then I found him there
Flute music filled the air
A sad lament remembered
The Black war snake ready to strike
One red poppy yet not forgotten
By many who made it home to Blighty…
I am resurrected from dying dreams
From the ash that surrounds your world.
Like your Frankenstein, I am made from many parts
In my hand I hold the glowing fragments of time
Dark clouds hide me from the sun
Nothing works the same where I am
Rain flows upwards, the stars shine in circles
Wind blows only from the north
The moon rises when and where it pleases
Day is night, night is day
Things change in the blink of an eye
Our numbers are few, our world is fading
In order for me to remain in the universe
I must steal one fragment of time
Hide the remaining parts for humanity to find…
When you leave your bed in the morning
Be sure to smooth out the line
Your body left behind
For there are others who wait
To steal the warmth from your soul
Should they manage to occupy
The space you vacated
Your soul turns cold, a shard of ice
Stealing the warmth from your heart
Turning your footsteps from the path
You were meant to tread
Strange winds blow through your life
While others slowly take form
Until there is another lying
In the line where you once slept…
Rushing around like a blue arsed fly
I slammed into the finger of fate
And yes, it’s written that I am destined
To collide with many unwanted events
I am free to follow my own path
Barring black cats, I hope to make it through
As a shy child, I was slow to find my own style
With the help of the Gods of light
I will forge moments to remember
No more salt tears for me
From now on my eyes will stay dry
Nothing will make me cry again
After all, this life is mine
Only I can live it…