- Book One of The BrightStone Saga - In a world ravaged by death and oppression, a merciless and unhinged monarch commands his kingdom through the use of his ruthless death squads. Far to the East, nestled in the outer reaches of the Kankor valley, there exists a small village where an unusual phenomenon begins to unfold. Aurora - a young woman who possesses a captivating beauty that captures the attention of many. However, despite her shy demeanour, Aurora finds herself thrust into a perilous world where Men, Majic, and Mortality collide. As she embarks on a treacherous journey to unravel the mysteries of an ancient malevolence that has resurfaced, Aurora must confront unimaginable challenges and heartbreaking losses. For the evil she faces threatens to terrorise and obliterate every corner of Antar and its inhabitants. Immerse yourself in the bleak and majical landscape of Antar, where warfare, life, and death loom at every turn. But amidst the chaos, there lies a glimmer of hope. The one thing that has been buried for 900 cycles may hold the key to salvation. Copyright © 2017 Lee Dawson | All rights reserved. Word count - 173,000 ⛬ This is the first instalment of my epic fantasy series 'The BrighStone Saga'. It is a work in progress and will be edited once I have uploaded it in full. I would also love to hear from you all, so feel free to comment good or bad and any votes would be very much appreciated.

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."