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Monday, 29 August 2016

The Three Kingdoms Book One: The Warlock Continued ...

Hello Everyone,

After taking a short break from writing recently, in order to finish other studies, I have now continued writing The Warlock and Heaven's Curse Worlds Apart. I'm hoping to have one, if not both of the books finished by the time winter comes.
Here is a first look at the book cover by, and the first chapter again (in case you missed the video last time) along with the next part of The Warlock. I hope you enjoy reading it.

'I fear we've already been here,' the man said to his kin. As they turned the corner, walking further down the silent path, it was evident that they were lost.
'I told you we shouldn't have come this far out,' the man spoke a second time, as his wife sighed in response. 
Earlier that night they had mistaken a wrong turn for the right direction, which had been given to them by a solo traveller on the road. It was the first time they had strayed so far from their kingdom, and now they wished they hadn't gone to the festivities that a small town named Crease had to offer - on the outskirts of the three kingdoms. But Crease was well known for its merry making and triumphant festivals. This particular festival marked the historical event known to the realm as The Triple Conjunction.
The Triple Conjunction happened over three thousand years earlier, when one singular species was separated into three beings. The first remained from the origins of the realm, known as mankind. The second evolved soon after, with ears that pointed towards the stars and a deep affinity of knowledge and sight seers, they were named The Elven Race. And the third came later, born from magic hidden within the realm, these were a very special species that could control the elements of nature in order to perform magic, this race became known as La Fae.
At first, mankind could not accept the other species, and so a great war broke out amongst the three species. After many deaths and destruction in the realm they formed a peace treaty, that enabled them to divide the realm into three separate kingdoms, reigned by each of the species. These kingdoms came to be known as the Kingdom of Erinor – a place where mankind resided, the Elven Kingdom and the Kingdom of La Fae. Eventually, after the many years of hatred faded from each Kingdom, most of the people from each race came to show a level of love and respect for each other, as they did their own. Although, as there is in every race there were still a few opposed to peace.
Earlier in the day, when the couple embarked on their journey to Crease, they had a map of the roads ahead in their possession. Somehow during the festivities they had managed to misplace the map, leading them to the predicament in which they found themselves. Lost and alone, straying further from the path, the couple heard the echo of a cry in the distance. 'What was that?' the woman asked her husband.
'I'm not altogether sure,' her husband replied. Holding their hands tightly together, they walked further into the darkness that consumed them. Another cry sounded through the trees, echoing onto the road ahead. The closer they came the louder the cries grew, until they no longer faded into the distance. The sound grew clearer as they stepped forward. 'It's a baby,' the woman said to her husband.
'Are you sure?' He replied.
'I would know a cry like that anywhere.' They glanced into each other's eyes unknowing to what the path ahead might mean for them.
The couple had been trying for a child of their own for many months, but, with no luck they had given up on the idea of having a family. Instead, they drew comfort from each other knowing that their love would never fade, even though it would forever just be the two of them.
The woman had a sister who was very fortunate, as it seemed she had been blessed with all of the luck, where bearing children was concerned. Her sister had given birth to thirteen healthy children. She had once offered the couple to have a child for them, but, they politely refused as they imagined how awkward things would become between them. If they had a child they wanted that child to be their own.
The couple stumbled upon a sunken circle of stones that lay in a small clearing, surrounded by wildly twisted trees. The trees almost looked as if they were in pain, as black sap dripped from them like sinful tears. In the centre of the stone circle lay a bundle of loose leaves and carefully snapped twigs. The couple stepped closer to the stones, only to hear another cry. The cry was in close proximity this time. Then, they noticed the tiny feet poking out of the bundle. There, in the centre, lay a new born baby crying out for the mother who had abandoned him. The woman rushed forward without considering the consequences, until her husband placed his hands on her shoulders to pull her back. 'You mustn’t touch the child, they are there for a reason,' he said, pointing toward the stones.
'But it’s a baby, abandoned and all alone, to never know the love of a mother or father.' The man stood staring in the child's direction. 'You're right, we must take the child with us,' he insisted.
The woman rushed forward once again, this time with her husband's consent. She lifted the baby from the ground, holding the child tight in her arms, before proceeding back towards her husband, until she heard a whisper. It was as if for just one moment time had stood still, until she heard what the whisper was saying. Ignoring the whisper and any consequences the stones may have, the woman continued towards her husband. Swearing to never let the child go and not to speak of this night to anyone, the couple found their way back onto the path, and with a child of unknown origin they returned home.

'Raegan, Lenora, Pettigrew, your mothers are looking for you,' a woman with short, spiked white hair shouted. The children looked at each other with faces full of smiles. With no intention of letting their mother’s find them, they hid under the broken bridge by Blackthorn River.
'What shall we do now? You know they will find us,' said Pettigrew as Raegan and Lenora laughed.
‘Maybe we should follow the river and see where it leads us,’ Lenora suggested, running her fingers over the crystal blue water.
‘Yes and then our parents can have us strung up like pigs for disobeying their orders,’ Pettigrew replied with a sarcastic tone.
It was common knowledge that whenever children acted out in the Kingdom of Erinor, their parents would hang them from a tree by their ankles until they surrendered and promised to be good.
‘I tell you what, why don’t we just go home and leave the adventures to the adults,’ Raegan replied to Pettigrew with a grin creeping up his face.
‘Alright I’ll go,’ said Pettigrew with a look of uncertainty washed over his face.
The children walked on the banking following the river for miles, with wet muddy feet, they continued until they reached an unfamiliar looking man. The man was washing his arms in the river. As the children came closer to the man, they noticed a red tint lingering in the water.
‘Do you think that’s blood?’ Pettigrew whispered, ready to turn back.
‘There’s only one way to find out,’ Raegan answered without fear.
Pettigrew and Lenore both turned to look at each other, each of them speaking to the other’s eyes without the need for words. Instinctively fearful, they crept slowly behind Raegan, until they had caught up to their friend.
‘Excuse me, Sir, may I ask, is that blood?’ Raegan spoke, his eyes gazing into the tinted river with a desire for adventure.
‘And what if it is lad?’ The man replied, stretching his legs out until he stood tall, hovering over Raegan.
Raegan gulped at the sight of the man, as he rose from his crouched position. He must have been six and a half feet tall at least. He was like a giant compared to the children, who were not yet five feet tall. The man eyes were filled with untold secrets. Raegan stared at the man, not realising just how long he had been looking. The man sniggered and whispered something under his breath before he stood as close as he could get to the boy. Raegan shuddered as the giant came closer, while Pettigrew and Lenore stood not knowing how to react. What if the man grabbed Raegan and broke him into tiny pieces, he was huge and looked strong enough to take down an entire army, if he so wished. Then the man leaned down towards the children until he came eye to eye with Pettigrew.
‘Boo,’ the man said, with a look of aggression spread across his eyes.
Pettigrew jumped out of his skin, and grabbing Lenore’s hand, he ran as fast as his feet would carry him. Lenore also scared out of her wit ran just behind Pettigrew, glancing back at Regan as she did. But Raegan still stood there alone with the giant.
‘You’re not as easily scared as the others are you lad?’
‘No Sir, I am not.’
The man returned to the water, as he continued to wash the blood from his arms.
‘May I ask whose blood that is?’ Raegan asked.
‘You may ask, but I won’t tell you,’ the man replied with secret-filled eyes.
Raegan sighed.
‘Alright lad, you asked for it. Are you sure you really want to know where all of this filthy, sticky blood came from?’
‘Yes Sir I want to know, I don’t scare as easily as the others.’
‘I can see that. I killed a deer, I’m a hunter.’
‘You’re a hunter? I’ve never met a hunter before,’ Raegan’s eyes lit up with excitement.
‘I doubt you’ve met very much of anything,’ the man replied.
‘What is your name, Sir?’
‘Bayern, and you?’
‘My name is Raegan, Sir.’
‘And how old are you Raegan?’ Bayern asked whilst pulling a large carcass from the water.
‘A hundred and thirty-two months Sir.’ Raegan replied, staring at the dead deer. Bayern picked the deer up like it weighed nothing, throwing it on the ground behind him.
‘So you’re eleven years then lad?’
‘Yes, Sir.’
‘And has your father ever taught you how to hunt lad?’
‘No Sir, he has not.’ Raegan replied, realising he knew very little of the world outside Erinor.
‘And would you like to hunt lad?’
‘Oh yes Sir, I live for adventure.’ Raegan replied in excitement.
‘Aye, I can see that lad. Follow me.’
‘In there?’ Raegan asked, pointing towards the Forbidden Forest.
‘Where else?’ Bayern replied with a smile. Bayern pulled the deer’s carcass from the ground, balancing it on top of his shoulders, before continuing towards the edge of the forest. Raegan lingered in silence for a moment, considering his options, before he followed Bayern into the Forbidden Forest, unknowing that it would unlock secrets far greater than learning how to hunt.

After hours of searching for their lost son, Hogarth and Myra Crane had come to the conclusion that he was lost forever. Myra wept at the loss of her only child, mourning the son she had come to love above all else. Time dragged by only deepening their loss, and as Myra and Hogarth searched the kingdom of Erinor, finding no evidence of where their son might have gone.
Suddenly, in the early hours of the following morning, Myra heard a creak coming from the entrance of her home. She shook Hogarth from his peaceful slumber, and they made their way downstairs armed with a blunt knife and twisted fork from last night’s supper. The couple crept down the steps as quiet as they were able until Hogarth lost his footing resulting in tripping Myra up from under her feet, as they both landed in a heap at the bottom of the stairs. The couple rose to their feet in haste, in case their intruder had planned to attack during their moment of weakness. But as they scanned the room, they did not find any unknown intruder, what they found instead was something they thought they had lost forever.
‘Where have you been, son? We’ve had a search party looking all over for you,’ Myra wept, grateful for her child’s return.
‘Did he hurt you, Rae?’ Hogarth asked with a serious expression.
‘Did who hurt me, father?’
Just moments later Lenore and Pettigrew came rushing through the door.
‘Rae are you alright?’ Lenore asked, fidgeting with worry.
‘Yes, I’m fine as you can all see.’
‘Thank god,’ Lenore replied.
‘God has nothing to do with it,’ Raegan smirked.
‘He has everything to do with it, we thought you’d been eaten by that giant,’ Pettigrew butted in.
‘He really wasn’t so bad.’
‘So where did you go?’ They all asked at once, eager to uncover the truth of where Raegan had been for an entire night.
‘We went into the forest; he taught me how to hunt,’ Raegan replied, smiling at the memory of his first kill.
‘You went where?’ Hogarth shouted.
‘The forest,’ Raegan repeated with weary eyes.
‘Yes, I heard you the first time son, why on earth would you go into the Forbidden Forest, it is called the Forbidden Forest for a reason Rae,’ his father continued.
‘I know and I’m sorry father, I just wanted to know what it was like, and I crave adventure. Sometimes it’s as if the forest is calling to me. I hate being stuck in this small town.’
Lenore froze with a look of despair in her eyes, her mind filled with questions like are we not enough for you?
‘I know you do, but you forget you are still a child. You are growing up too fast, but I guess it’s only natural that you should stray to the place where this all began,’ Myra blurted accidently.
Every face in the room looked at Myra with shocked expressions, while Myra covered her face with her hands displeased with herself for unleashing the truth. The truth was eating away at Myra more now than ever before. Her son was getting older, he would soon be a man, and did he not have the right to know where he came from? And the whisper, she would never forget what the whisper had said to her that day. Those dreadful words that gave her nightmares for years.
‘What did you say Mother?’
Her husband gave her a look that spoke to Raegan of untold secrets, just what were they hiding?
‘Your mother meant nothing by it son.’
‘Yes she did, you’re lying, aren’t you? How long have you been lying to me? What did you mean when you said the place where this all began?’
Myra Crane’s eyes filled with tears, as she looked away from the boy she had known as her son. All of the faces in the room waited with eager eyes, but none more eager than Raegan’s. Raegan demanded his mother tell him the truth.
‘Are you even my mother?’ He asked, his eyes welling up with dark sadness.
‘It is time, you knew the truth,’ Myra said.
‘No Myra, what are you doing?’ Hogarth interrupted.
‘He has a right to know,’ Myra protested.
‘I did not bear you child. Eleven years ago, on our way home from a festival in Crease, we were lost and wandered into the Forbidden Forest. We were trying to find our way back home when we heard the cry of a baby. That baby was you.’
Lenore and Pettigrew hung their heads, not daring to look into anyone’s eyes for the fear of being shouted at. The room was filled with intense emotions, but most of all, Lenore could feel Raegan’s anger festering towards his mother, and so she decided to make a stand.
Walking over to where Raegan stood, she placed her hand in his. He looked into her big blue eyes - her dusty blond hair feathered against her neck, before he slowly released his hand from hers, leaving the life he knew behind.

Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.  

Saturday, 13 August 2016

News, Freelance Website, Wakefield Literature Festival Event and New Books.

Hello Everyone,

I have some exciting news to share with you all today, I am officially enrolled to begin university in January 2017! I will be studying for a degree in English Literature and Creative Writing.
After completing an array of different courses in creative writing, proofreading, editing, fantasy writing, blogging, and marketing, I decided that it was time to take the final leap.
I have dreamt about going to university for a very long time now, and I really thought that my time had passed, that I was too old, and that it was generally too late for me. But, the thing is, it's never too late! Even though I'll graduate at the age of thirty-six, I couldn't be happier. So, take it from me, you're never too old!
I will be studying with Open University, which will still allow time for my other pursuits. Including the freelance business, I am currently building. I have also recently set up a website for my freelancing that you can check out here:

On another note, this year's Wakefield Literature Festival events have been announced, and I'm on the bill!

I will be taking part in the 'Ready, Steady, Write' event, which will consist of a Q & A panel of self-published authors, traditionally published author, poetry expert, proofreading and editing expert, marketing and PR, and publishing in general.
The event will take place at the Arthouse in Wakefield (across from Wakefield Westgate Train Station) on Thursday 29th September, from 10.30am - 12.30pm. 'Ready, Steady, Write' will be hosted by TWH Publishing, giving new and budding writers a chance to have their questions answered. If you would like to attend the event, please see this link:

In the world of writing, I'm still currently working on my debut fantasy book - The Warlock, as well as Heaven's Curse, which I shared information about a while ago. The cover design is complete for Heaven's Curse and has been retitled Heaven's Curse Worlds Apart.
I'm really excited about these two books, as I have been working on both for a while now, and I can't wait to share them with you. But, until then, here is the updated blurb for Heaven's Curse World's Apart, followed by my second attempt at a YouTube reading, enjoy!

Heaven's Curse Worlds Apart

Since the dawn of time, the darkness and the light have gone hand in hand. Two separates of a whole that form almighty angels and dangerous demons. A war between the two has been brewing for many years since the Creator separated the good from the evil.
When the demons grow hungry to dominate the middle-ground – known as earth, the angels are sent to destroy them. On middle-ground they battle as mortals, unable to use their supernatural powers by sacred law.
Jophiel – an angel of heaven and Lucifer’s betrothed, and Bastian – a destructive demon from hell are left behind during the battle. Finding that they must work together in order to open the portals to return home, Jophiel and Bastian do something that is completely forbidden – they fall in love.
Torn apart by their duties and their love, will they choose their own kind, or will they choose each other?

Chapter One of The Warlock on YouTube

Soon I'll be sharing more chapters from The Warlock and more reviews, see you then and thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.

Saturday, 23 July 2016

Freelancer News and Past-Lives Review

Hello Everyone,

I've been swamped over the last month, setting myself up as freelancer and finishing off my studies in Creative Writing and Proofreading and Editing. Shortly, I'll have a website with all of the services I offer, but until then here's my favourite freelancer picture.

As my curiosity of Past-Life Regression has deepened, I decided to undertake a course on Past-Life Regression Therapy. I found it extremely interesting, which led me to further reading on the subject. I recently borrowed a book from my local library (pictured below) called 'Past Lives Discover and Connect with your Past Lives to Create Positive Change' by Atasha Fyfe.

This book greatly peaked my interest. It is full of informative information, answering all of my questions about past-lives. Most of the chapters also include an excerise, in order to delve deeper into your own past-lives. The book also includes real-life accounts and examples of people who have discovered the knowledge of their former lives. Whether you believe in reincarnation or you're a full blown skeptic, this is a great book, a definite five star read.

Next time, I will share some more work from the first book of my new fantasy series - The Warlock, until then.

Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.

Thursday, 14 July 2016

Bridget Jones Is Back With Bigger Knickers!

Hello Everyone,

Every year a lot of great films are released at my local Cineworld cinema, that I cannot wait to watch. This year there have already been many including Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, X-Men Apocalypse, Warcraft and Me Before You, to name a few. Then there's the release of Finding Dory, BFG and The Suicide Squad coming up. But, one of this years main events for me has got to be Bridget Jones's Baby.

After twelve whole years she's back, with bigger knickers and just as comical as ever, as Helen Fielding’s comedy Bridget Jones Baby hits Cineworld this September.

Following on from Edge of Reason (2004), after her split from the charming Mark Darcy (Colin Firth), Bridget (Renee Zellweger), now in her forties, meets handsome American - Jack (Patrick Dempsey). After unexpectedly sleeping with both men, Bridget finds herself in a bit of a dilemma - she's expecting, but she’s only fifty percent sure of her baby's daddy! Confident and clumsy, with two gorgeous men fighting for her attention, we step back into the life of Bridget Jones, as she swaps her big knickers for maternity pants.

We've seen more than our fair share of hilarious scenes in Bridget Jones Diary and Bridget Jones: Edge of Reason; with slapping wars between Hugh Grant and Colin Firth, embarrassing apple-catcher moments and general blonde clumsiness. As the final chapter comes to an end in the third film, we have many more hilarious scenes to look forward to; including that special moment when Bridget goes for her first scan, with both of the potential father's.

Just as we think that Bridget Jones could not amuse us anymore, here she is again with all of her past singleton problems, in and out of love, with an even bigger challenge ahead. I have no doubt that the final instalment will be just as fun and witty as the rest, as we find out how Bridget's story continues. Will it end in tears with a tub of ice-cream, or will Bridget finally get her happily ever after? I guess we will find out in September, but until then here are a few fun quotes from Bridget Jones Diary.

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that when one part of your life starts going okay, another falls spectacularly to pieces.”

“Oh God. Why can't married people understand that this is no longer a polite question to ask? We wouldn't rush up to them and roar, "How's your marriage going? Still have sex?”

“I realize it has become too easy to find a diet to fit in with whatever you happen to feel like eating and that diets are not there to be picked and mixed but picked and stuck to, which is exactly what I shall begin to do once I've eaten this chocolate croissant.” 

Watch the trailer for Bridget Jones's Baby here:

With so many fantastic releases, which film are you most looking forward to this year?

Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake. 

Wednesday, 8 June 2016

The Flower Seller Book Review by Louise Lake

Hello Everyone,

I have recently finished reading The Flower Seller by Ellie Holmes. I really enjoyed this debut novel.

Here is my review:

The Flower Seller is a warm hearted story of love and forgiveness.
Jessie is your average middle aged woman with a husband, daughter and a job. On the day of her anniversary, William, Jessie's husband announces that he's been having an affair with a younger woman, and that he's leaving Jessie to be with her. Jessie is devastated after years of marriage and loyalty, but she also realises that she had chosen her job over her relationship many times.
Jessie soon meets a charming younger man, Owen - The Flower Seller. After embarking on a whirlwind relationship with Owen, Jessie finds herself happy and in love again, until Owen's past catches up with him. William leaves the other woman, still in love with Jessie, and he tells Jessie that he wants her back. Jessie admits that she's still in love with William too, but she also loves Owen. The question is who will Jessie choose as the book comes to a climatic end?

You can find out more about The Flower Seller here: Flower-Seller-Ellie-Holmes-ebook

And you can find out more about Ellie Holmes here: Ellie Holmes Author Website

Hmmm I wonder what I'll read next, more on that next time.

Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.

Friday, 3 June 2016

New books by Louise Lake: Young Adult Fantasy Series, Sequel to Arabella, Poems for Children and Book Reviews

Hello Everyone,

I thought I would give an update on what i am doing right now. First of all I have a lot of books that I am currently reading to review. The book I am reading at the moment is called 'The Flower Seller' by Ellie Holmes. I am really enjoying this book so far and I will be posting my review for 'The Flower Seller' later this month. 

I have begun writing a sequel Historical Romance Novel to Arabella, this will be titled Annoria and will feature fabulous artwork by Corina Matesan for the cover design, whose painting 'Learning to Dream' was used as the book cover for Arabella. 

You can find more information about the talented Artist Corina Matesan here: Corinas-Art-Gallery

As well as writing Annoria, I have also started writing a young adult fantasy series. The series will be called 'The Three Kingdoms,' and each book will also have a seperate title in the series. I had first planned for the series to be a trilogy, followed by a prequel novella, which would tell the backstory of the villian. But after much consideration, I have decided to make the series a quadrilogy instead, as I believe the series will work better this way. 

The first book in the series, which was originally the novella backstory will be called The Warlock. The Warlock tells the story of a baby abandoned alone in the Forbidden Forest on the outskirts of The Kingdom of Erinor. The baby is found by a local couple - Hogarth and Myra Crane. Hogarth and Myra have long wished for a child of their own, and after finding themselves lost on their way home - from The Triple Conjunction festival in Crease, they believe their prayers have been answered, when they stumble upon the baby. Little do they know that particular baby is destined to become much more than their son. 

I have recently bought the cover designs for all four books of The Three Kingdoms series, and I hope to release The Warlock sometime this winter. However I will post more updates on this later, along with the first chapter. 

I also have a third project I am working on steadily throughout the course of the year. This project is a second collection of poems. This book will be titled Poems for Children. I currently have just over ten poems for this book, but over the course of the year I hope to have fifty plus, inluding a sketch based on each of the poems. Poems for Children is inspired by all of the small rhyming books I read as a child, that concentrated on magical creatures and monsters, as well as ways of overcoming obstacles. Below is one of the poems that I have written for Poems for Children, titled The Goblin King.

The Goblin King

He has no grace upon his face,

A slimy green Goblin King,

The ruler of his monster race,

A terribly gooey looking thing,

His eyes are misshapen and yellow,

With slimy slugs hanging from his ears,

He’s not a very approachable fellow,

He’s the monster of every child’s fears,

He likes to snack on fingernails,

Ear-wax, muddy shoes and worms,

Dripping snot and rotten snails,

He’ll be sure to give you the squirms,

His hair is full of grime and gunge,

His hands are twisted spines,

His feet wet the floor like a sponge,

His body is full of bent and broken winds,

He has an ear-splitting screech,

He wiggles when he moves,

His breath smells like bleach,

With feet like hooves,

He is the Goblin King,

He’ll take pleasure in your moans,

He doesn’t laugh or sing,

He’ll spit out all your bones.

I hope that you enjoyed reading The Goblin King, and the taster of The Three Kingdoms young adult fantasy series. I will be sharing more about both of these projects in the near future

Thanks for reading,
Louise Lake.