Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Author Spotlight Paradise on the Horizon by Mary M. Forbes


Available from Amazon
Blurb:
Natasha Marnicov is forced to flee Russia and her only option is through the large migration of Doukhobors going into Canada’s wilderness. She is captured by Lucas Cameron when she tries to escape this strange religious sect.. Instead of returning her to the Doukhobors, Lucas agrees to bring her along with him further into the wilderness. He was a soldier -wrongfully accused of misconduct – and is going to try farming until his name is cleared. He knows nothing about farming just as he knows Natasha does. Natasha soon realizes she is nothing to Luke for he loves another in the East.
Excerpt:
A log splintering on the grate jerked Natasha Marnicov back to the present. Numb with shame, she sank further back into the corner of her massive four-poster bed. Her eyes dropped to the tousled, blood-streaked sheets. Her throat was raw with her unanswered screams for help.
Natasha tried to focus her rolling eyes. Eventually they stopped to rest on the elaborate gilt candelabra. Wax dripped down the tapers, as silent and slows as the tears strolling down her cheeks. With a loud, ominous crack her wooden door opened.
“No. No more, Stefan,” grabbing her feather duvet, Natasha bunched the thick material into her fists, rising to her knees.
She would kill him rather than let him hurt her again.
She could see nothing at the dark doorway. She could only feel the anguished pain of her bruised limbs.
“I’m too late. Oh my God Tashya,” a few long strides brought the man to her side.
Slowly Natasha became aware it was her father, Prince Alexander Marnicov, holding her shoulders, not Stefan. Her terrorized shrieks turned into small whimpers of shame.
“Papa, Stefan hurt me.”
“I know, baby.” Sitting on the bed, Alexander gathered her into his massive arms and rocked her as though she was indeed a baby.
Loud, obnoxious voices sounded in the Grand Hall below her bedroom, shattering the momentary peace. Natasha winced, sinking into her father’s strong chest.
“They’re here.” Alexander’s voice sounded anxious. His eyes were dark and compelling as he stared down at her. “Natasha, you must listen to me. The Palace Guards are here. I must leave. Do you understand?”
Numbly, Natasha nodded her head. Stefan Sorsky’s lies were the cause of this whole mess.Not happy with the trumped up treason charges against her beloved, loyal father, Stefan had then abused her. A small scream erupted. She couldn’t think of the horrors Stefan had subjected her to.
“Tashya, listen.” Alexander shook her shoulders gently until her screams tapered off.
“Oh Alexei,” Like an angel, Katya, Natasha’s beautiful, petite mother moved from the shadows of the doorway. “If Stefan will marry her, I don’t see the problem.”
“For God’s sake Katya, we’ve been through this already.” Alexander turned to glare at his dainty wife. “Stefan will not keep her alive. Once he getsmy lands and money, he’ll kill her. He doesn’t want Tashya.”
“He wants to hurt me.” Natasha whimpered in bewilderment. Marry Stefan? She couldn’t imagine marrying Stefan. He was a monster.
“Yes, he only wants to hurt you.” Alexander’s voice dropped, “and that’s why you must go with Boris. You must get out of the country immediately.”
“I want to go with you, please Papa?”
“It’s too dangerous.” Alexander disagreed. “Listen to me baby. We must hurry.”
“Stefan is my nephew. He would never hurt his aunt.” Katya interrupted, her voice rising hysterically. “I’m not going with Boris. He’s going with those Spirit Wrestlers. Why the Czar was just saying how much trouble those people are causing.”
“They are causing trouble? They won’t even fight.” Alexander snarled. “And what use would Stefan have for you? All you’re good for is spendingmoney, Cheri. Will you stop being so selfish? Tashya is only fifteen. She needs you.”
“But the Doukhobor’s are peasants.”
“Enough.” Alexander stood and nodded towards the huge man standing in the doorway. “Take them Boris and guard Tashya with your life.”
“With my life, your grace,” Boris agreed gruffly.
“Papa, don’t leave me.” Natasha’s eyes rounded in terror as she watched her father move swiftly towards her balcony doors.
“I must. The guards are coming up here. I’ll meet you in Canada.” Alexander moved through the French doors into the darkness. “And never forget you are a Princess, my baby.”
About Mary M. Forbes:
Born and bred on  western stories by Zane Grey and Louis L’Amour, I grew up in the middle of nowhere Saskatchewan.  Although modern life intervened, I soon realized the similarities between my life and North American western past. From riding horses, playing cowboys and Indians with real Indians combined with the scenery of vast, open prairies and endless horizons I was living my dream. - See more at: http://heartfeltpromos.com/?page_id=2477#sthash.oIfL9hBE.dpuf
Born and bred on  western stories by Zane Grey and Louis L’Amour, I grew up in the middle of nowhere Saskatchewan.  Although modern life intervened, I soon realized the similarities between my life and North American western past. From riding horses, playing cowboys and Indians with real Indians combined with the scenery of vast, open prairies and endless horizons I was living my dream.

I have never forgotten my past or my love of anything country regardless of where I roam.  I’ve been busy researching my own family Ancestry and am in the process of releasing  ”Life Changing Days” - a story of memories – growing up on the farm in the middle of nowhere, Saskatchewan.  I now realize the most important things in life and living are family and friends.  With them I am the richest person in the world.
Born and bred on  western stories by Zane Grey and Louis L’Amour, I grew up in the middle of nowhere Saskatchewan.  Although modern life intervened, I soon realized the similarities between my life and North American western past. From riding horses, playing cowboys and Indians with real Indians combined with the scenery of vast, open prairies and endless horizons I was living my dream.


I have never forgotten my past or my love of anything country regardless of where I roam.  I’ve been busy researching my own family Ancestry and am in the process of releasing  ”Life Changing Days” - a story of memories – growing up on the farm in the middle of nowhere, Saskatchewan.  I now realize the most important things in life and living are family and friends.  With them I am the richest person in the world.
- See more at: http://heartfeltpromos.com/?page_id=2477#sthash.oIfL9hBE.dpuf