This is a request from the bottom of my heart. I put a piece of their soul into this book, dreaming of the day it would find its readers. I’m asking you, begging you… please be one of my readers. If you’ve ever wanted to support an author’s dream, if you’ve ever wanted to get in on the ground floor of a new series you can fall in love with, please give The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve a chance. This is how dreams live or die. Please. Read it. Fall in love.
If you’re looking for a dark, compelling story about love, betrayal, and the fight for your soul, this book is for you.
Meet Maeve, once a loving mother and fairy , whose life is shattered when she is turned into a vampire by Marius. The story follows her journey from desperate mother to a formidable figure entangled in the plots of the rulers of the realms.
What Awaits You: A World Torn by War: The story is set against the backdrop of the devastating Great War, involving all the realms.
A Twisted Love Triangle (and more!): Maeve is the wife of Hunter Marks, who turns on her when she becomes a vampire. She is later given to the mysterious Shadow King (Jonathan) as payment for an undead army, and he is deeply in love with her.
Family Secrets and Betrayal: The narrative delves deep into the complicated Marks family, including Maeve and Hunter’s son, Alexander, and their grandson, Matthew. Hidden dangers lurk, including the mad king Julian Fairchild and the secrets surrounding Matthew and Maurelle’s son, Shawn (Justin).
Darkness vs. Light: Maeve struggles with the monster she has become and the persistent light of her former self, especially in her connection to Hunter and her children. She amasses her own army of forgotten souls, led by her trusted friend, General Maxwell Lincoln.
Will Maeve succumb to the darkness or reclaim the light and her family? Which side will win? You’ll have to read to find out! #TheShadowRealmChronicles #Maeve #NancyAnnCreed #VampireFantasy #DarkFantasy #FantasyBooks #ParanormalRomance #Fae #UrbanFantasy #MustRead
A steady beacon, you appear, When shadows gather and I fear The path ahead is lost and gone In darkness where I walk alone. The sole voice of my reason’s plea, The anchor of reality, When the world spins with chaotic strife, You are the breath that restores my life. A silent force, you bring me peace, A quiet, beautiful release.
Let tempests rage and gales descend, Let the harsh winds their fury lend. Let towering waves crash on the shore, Threatening to consume all. Yet, armed with our bond’s deep might, We will endure, we will unite. Unbroken, we will conquer all, Our spirit standing strong and tall. A lighthouse in the darkest squall, Together, we will never fall.
While others scatter sparks of joy, And fill my days without alloy, Their collective light, a vibrant beat, Is not the power to complete. They give my life its rhythm’s art, And cause the beating of my heart. But it is you, the vital source, The enduring love, the steady force, That keeps my heart on its true course. You are the reason for life’s continuance, The core, the heart of my existence.