Featured Author-Elsa Kurt

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“A Modern Day Fairy-Tale For the Ages…”
Step through a mysterious door in the heart of a strange forest, and into a world like no other. Two small-town kids: Seventeen year old Mala: a strong-willed, self-described misfit. Jaime: her tall, handsome best friend. He’s the brooding rebel boy that all the girls love, but only has eyes for Mala, and she’s the girl looking to escape her mundane small town life.
When Jaime tells Mala about the door in the Everwood, she is certain it leads to an adventure, despite his insistence that it leads nowhere. Though he’s reluctance, he follows her back to the door in the dark of night. So begins an epic adventure or terror and thrills, with creatures great and terrible. Will they survive? Can they ever return from this strange world? Will Mala ever realize how much Jaime loves her? So many questions, so much to discover in… Into the Everwood.

 

Note from the Author ~ “Within a few days I’ll be releasing this new and improved version (which includes the first four chapters of Book Two, Out of the Everwood!) so stay tuned!”

 

 

Excerpt

At last they were alone, standing side by side facing the curtain of silvery green leaves that separated them from the retreating night beyond. Absently she reached up and pressed one surprisingly cool leaf between her fingertips, caressing the smooth surface with her thumb. This was a moment she didn’t even know she been waiting her whole life for, and now, here it was, and she was tongue tied and shy.

She snuck a glance up at him, and felt a catch in her throat. He was as beautiful- no, more so- as he was in her dreams, but now close and in minute detail. High cheekbones, strong jaw line, straight Grecian looking nose, and faint lines at the corner of his eye that she knew would deepen when he smiled. His long, dark blonde hair had the highlights of one who’d spent a lifetime in the sun, his skin, a golden hue. His physique was hidden mostly by the garment he wore, but she could still recall how muscular he appeared in her dreams.

“This must be a shock for you. I am sorry.”

His voice was deep and quiet, his words slow and careful,  warm and rich,

like honey. She sighed, and could feel him looking down at her. But she stared hard at the leaf in her hand, tracing with her eyes the jagged veins on its narrow surface,  and willing herself not to cry.

It was the ‘I’m sorry.’ She was never much a fan of those words, sometimes they hurt as much as the offense that pre-empted them. ‘Sorry’ made her feel,and she worked so damn hard to not. So, she clenched her jaw, wrapped her arm, the one not fidgeting with the leaf, across her body and dug her nails into the back of her upper arm.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. But the telltale prickling sensation began behind her eyes and the leaf became a watery blur, and though she tried not to blink out a drop, one fat tear slid down the curve of her cheek, hot and betraying.

What she could not know, was that Makis’ heart was pained as well, more than even he could believe. This girl, this human, had captivated him for time beyond measure. Lifetimes. Yet he could be no more than an observer of her life, and not a participant. What cruel rules they lived by, both Gods and men…

 

About the Author ~ Elsa Kurt is a multi-genre, indie published author to several children’s books (written as Melanie Cherniack), a book of empowerment & inspirations based on her life, as well as contemporary women’s fiction novels. Into the Everwood is her first novel. She is a lifelong New England resident and married mother to two grown children. Visit her website, elsakurt.com, and join her in ‘Finding Beauty in the Imperfections of Life’. Follow Elsa on social media: Facebook & Instagram: @authorelsakurt

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