Rose Discovered

By Eve A. James

For eight-year-old Rose life is like a ride on a rollercoaster, every turn brings a new surprise. Alone in Valencia, Spain, with no memory of who she is and where she came from, Rose embarks on a quest for her true identity. Can she trust her dreams to lead the way?
Searching for a guardian she knows only from her dreams, Rose discovers she can trust no one but herself. Betrayal, capture and constant fear threaten her future. What does a young girl do when the only companion she can count on is an Eagle birthmark that moves freely about her body? Can she find safety and the home she yearns for, or will the answer to her questions continue to elude her?
Rose Discovered is a Part II of the Element of Air Trilogy. It is a 9,500 word Novelette.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eve A. James
• Release date: Jul 2, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476303901

Eve A. James

My name is Eve A. James and I am a member of Romance Writers of America. Writing for young adults is my passion, especially when I can combine it with my love for paranormal. I can’t imagine anything more exciting than a place where an ordinary girl or a boy finds its rightful place among the gifted, immortal or heavenly creatures, where falling in love for the first time, discovering who you really are, is just a beginning.As a child, I was fascinated by fairy tales by Grimm brothers and Hans Christian Andersen, with their dark twists and universal truth that good always trumps evil. Influenced by a strong hero’s character from those stories she started writing tales where an ordinary person could do extraordinary things. Writing has turned into a passion that I admit I am too weak to resist.I treasure a good story that pulls me inside and allows me to walk the path alongside my favorite characters.

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Rose Discovered

A Short Story

Element of Air Part II

Published by Eve A. James at Smashwords

Copyright 2011 Eve A. James

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To Abi – for making me smile each day.

Table of Content

Chapter 1 – Escape

Chapter 2 – A New Friend

Chapter 3 – The Tower of a Dream

Chapter 4 – Captured

Chapter 5 – The Cage That Set Me Free

Chapter 6 – At Home with an Angel

Chapter 7 – A Dream of Fire

About Author

Endnotes

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Escape

I pressed tightly against the brick wall of the old crumbling building making myself invisible. Feeling the rough texture of the damp brick, I took a careful step backward, avoiding the broken glass and pieces of wood scattered around. The structure that was once a factory, now stood empty and abandoned in the rural district where I found myself on this night. Careful not to make any sound, I waited. My heart was beating fast, and my throat grew dry, as I heard the man’s heavy footsteps. He was getting closer.

The thudding of a sole hitting the pavement grew louder with each lazy footfall. His steps echoed around in the night. I was trapped in a disserted part of this otherwise tourist infested town of Valencia. I shrunk deeper into the darkness this doorway provided. Easing my breathing, I counted in my head trying to calm my frantic heart and push past the icy fear that paralyzed me.

The splash of water as his boot connected with a rain puddle told me he was just around the corner, a few feet away. Holding my breath, I freeze, squinting into darkness, trying to make out the unfamiliar shapes. Not being able to see color, I strained against the darkness of monotone grays that were harder to distinguish.

A large shadow moved in the darkness. Seeing him, I bit down, locking my jaw and willing myself not to scream as he passed my hiding spot. The coppery taste of my own blood filled my mouth. I didn’t swallow, and didn’t make any movements, in fear he would hear it. He was very tall and heavy-set, fat even. The dark baseball cap he pulled low hid his face and all I saw was his jaw-line if one can call it that. The stubble covered his fat double chin and disappeared into a grimy, crumpled shirt. I couldn’t see him clearly, but I could smell him. The heavy scent of cheap, bathroom-bought cologne clung to the air and me. The scent of it making me nauseated.

Here kitty, kitty, he taunted, stalking toward the commercial part of town,