We're going to start off this last week of August with a short interview with Cornelia Amiri!
SC: Tell me a little bit about the main characters of this book.
CA: The heroine is Wyndolen, slender and petite, with long raven black hair and luscious brown eyes which always hold a spark, just as there is always an energy in her step. Charming, passionate, and gifted with natural leadership, she’s the druidess of the Silure tribe in Britain during the time of emperor Claudius in first century BC.
The hero is the Welsh sun god Lleu. He has deep amber eyes and thick, dark auburn hair and a short beard. He’s naturally driven to uphold all which is right and defeat all which is wrong. In the Lynx and the Druidess, all that is wrong turns out to be the Romans who under emperor Claudius are trying to conquer Britain. Additionally, Lleu is always attracted to a challenge and in my story, that challenge is winning the heart of druidess Wyndolen.SC: Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
CA: Since a child, I have embraced the philosophy that anything is possible, so I believe in the paranormal. I had a common paranormal experience once. When my grandmother died, before I was told of her death, I had a vision of her standing in a lush green field, with a broad smile on her face. I recognized it as the area of Mississippi she came from and loved. I was bursting with joy during this experience. When I found out she’d died, I knew she’d come to me in that moment to let me know she had passed on to a better place and that she was happy.SC: Thanks for sharing your story. What titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
CA: I am working on a sci-fi comedy romance (space opera) novel titled Rare Finds. It’s set a couple of millennia into the future and takes place on a huge starship called the Celestial. The hero is a Xenoarchaeologist, Dr. McGregor, known as Robbie. He’s an earthman, who is proud of his Scottish culture, heritage, and accent. He’s a civilian, not a military scientist, and newly transferred to the Celestial to explore the archeology of unknown planets and their ancient alien inhabitants. It’s a position he worked for and prepared for his whole life. So, he travels from one planet to the next, experiencing a totally different adventure on each one.The heroine is the ancient Irish goddess Niamh, pronounced Neeve. She’s the Goddess of Beauty and Brightness, the daughter of the Irish sea god, Manannán mac Lir. Niamh has creamy skin, dark lashes, and eyebrows. Her name means radiant and that she is. She and Robbie meet on the first planet he goes to. I don’t want to give anything away, especially since I haven’t even finished the first draft yet, but things happen that cause her to join Robbie aboard the ship to work as his assistant. So, she travels with him and shares his adventures and discoveries from planet to planet.
SC: Busy gal! We'd better let you get back to your work. Let's take a look at today's novel now.
The Lynx and the Druidess
The Druidry and the Beast Series
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Date of Publication: July 1, 2020
Number of pages: 94
Word Count: 22,600
Cover Artist: Kyra Starr
Tagline: Loving a god has its advantages
Lleu, the radiant sun god, crosses between worlds to the Silures village for the fierce and stunning druidess, Wendolyn —a woman worth battling for. He longs to celebrate Lughnasa, the festival that honors him, with her.
Wendolyn is captivated by the striking stranger the moment he wanders into her village. Furthermore, she wants him with a fervor, burning her from within. However, he’s hiding his true identity. When he vows to save her tribe from the Romans marching toward them, everyone, including her dead father in a dream, says he is a coward who has run off.
Lleu is determined to win the love of druidess Wendolyn even if it means fighting the Roman army singled handed—by shapeshifting into in his lynx body.
Will her tribe survive the Romans? And, can Wendolyn and Lleu’s relationship survive her tribe’s mistrust of him?
With her heart hammering, Wyndolen stared with wonder at Lleu’s luscious nude body. She only glanced away long enough to pull a white robe, speckled with gold, out of the chest in the corner. She tugged it on, then fastened a plaid cloak over it with a round silver broach and latched her gaze onto Lleu again while he slipped his clothes back on.
They left the roundhouse and walked hand in hand to Cynfor’s home.
She called out to the woodmaker, “It is time.”
Cynfor stepped out, clutching an iron rod and the wheel of the year coated with gooey tar. As the three walked together to the center of the village, men, women, and children gathered around the druidess, muttering, “Lleu,” and “coward.”
Scanning the angry faces in the crowd, Wyndolen sighed. If only they knew the truth about him. But she couldn’t blame them, she was as guilty as they were. She hadn’t recognized he was a god, even after he’d told her. No, he had to show her his magic spear and reveal his dazzling aura. Now the others needed to learn the truth. Tonight, at his festival, she would announce who he really was. But first she had to prepare her tribesmen for the news, to lessen their shock.
She held her palm upward toward the crowd and cleared her throat. “Hear me, I have a surprise for all of you. The presence of the god Lleu is here. You do not see him as he is in the guise of one of us. So, take care of how you treat each other, lest you offend the deity.”
Their expressions shifted from anger to shame as they were now all on their best behavior.
Taking graceful steps, she led all her tribesmen, chief, and Lleu to a cliff. Their chief proudly carried a blazing firebrand, and Cynfor held the sacred wheel with reverent hands. Everyone grew quiet and gazed down the mountain slope.
Wyndolen announced, “We have gathered this Lughnasa to observe the Wheel of the Year as it turns.” She raised her arms to the sky and smiled at Lleu as she chanted, “The sun burns, yet winter nears. The season turns. Summer comes to an end. Sun and earth, life to death the wheel turns, Lughnasa, Lughnasa.”
She took the torqueh from Corio, handed it to Lleu, and he lit the wheel of year aflame. Cynfor handed Wyndolen the iron rod. Then, the sun god, Lleu, ran beside her, on the other side of the flaming wheel, as she used the rod to roll it down that part of the mountain slope.
She chanted, “God of the sun, the wheel has turned, the yearly end of your reign has come.”
Smoke rose, as flames ate the wood. The wheel reached its end at the foot of the slope and crumbled into ash and burning fragments. The crowd stopped in their tracks and circled the symbol of the dying Lleu.
About the Author:
The Celtic Warrior Queen influenced Cornelia Amiri to write professionally. Cornelia loves history and in reading a book about the dark ages, she came across the rebel queen, who inspired her so much, she started jotting down notes. But they were fiction, visions of her involved in the Boudica revolt. Before she knew it, Cornelia had accidentally written a rough draft for a novel. And she’s been writing books on purpose ever since. Drawing on her love of a happy ending she’s currently penned 39 published romance books.
Now, for the more mundane stuff. She and her muse, Severus the Cat, live amid the hustle and bustle of humid Houston, Texas, as does her wonderful son and granddaughter. Cornelia’s currently working on a sci-fi comedy romance series with a Celtic goddess as the heroine.
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