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Tiffany – the Mouse of the house

My name is Tiffany Poole, and this is my story.

The world that I was born into was ruled by chaos and fear; yet, all my mother and father wanted was for their little girl to grow up on a peaceful patch of heaven on earth. Fires burned in distant cities that I was never supposed to see.  Wars raged in countries that were on the other side of a planet that was too big for me to ever explore.  But on our homestead in a rural stretch of what was once the state of Pennsylvania, there was only love and light to guide me.  My parents tried to protect me from all of the evil that was spilling out into every corner of the world.  They tried – and they failed.

My dad, Gabriel Poole, loved his wife and daughter more than he loved his own life. Unfortunately for him, there came a day when he had to honor that oath.  He and Mama went to their graves trying to protect me from scavengers – bands of mercenaries that roamed the lands looking to steal, to kill, and to ravage any decent remains of human society.  When the fight for our home and for our lives was finally over, I had nothing left but ruined memories of love and horrific nightmares of those I had lost so terribly.

From treasured jewel to slave girl, and now, secret warrior for a clan that was supposed to have been killed off decades ago.  But, despite the orders I was sent to carry out, I’m not here to fight the good fight.  I’m here for one purpose only – vengeance.

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Copyright by Lenise Lee 2015

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The Bond – Chapter 2.1

When he had made the perfect knot in the tie, Jake stared at his reflection. So long ago but it seemed like only yesterday. A small smile tugged the corners of his lips. He ran a hand through his wavy, cinnamon brown hair. Today was going to be a big celebration; the biggest in his life, thus far. He needed to look perfect. No, better than perfect – flawless.

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Shay

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“The queen is missing.”

I awake to whispers from a fading dream haunting my thoughts.  Remnants of that other reality ripple through my body.  The howls of the beasts roaming outside these thin walls have startled me from my sleep, but the world that I have just departed from beckons me to return to the comforts of its enchanted realm.  When I finally recall where I am and that the horrid world that I truly belong to surrounds me on all sides, my breath becomes ragged and my heart nearly fails me.  Heavy, deep sobs and sighs burst from within the tightness of my lungs.  Silent screams were the worst to bear, so I allow the dark depths of my loneliness and agony to fill the air all around me.  My cries are silenced by the sound of heavy banging from the other side of the wall behind me.  My neighbor must have become annoyed with listening to my strangled tears.  As soon as I grew quiet, so did he.

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In the beginning

There they stood, hand in hand, on the very edge of an unknown and unnamed universe mere moments after its birth.  Swirls of multicolored dust and lights scattered and danced across a blank canvas.  In what would be known as seconds, clouds of galaxies, bubbling over with new life smaller than a fleck, burst forth.  In every direction, tiny diamond pinpoints raced ahead, signaling that this new creation was very pleased with how its makers had designed it.

The male, fresh-faced with an ageless appearance, looked over and smiled at the female.  He watched her eyes shine and marvel at what they had just done.  This same scene had replayed countless times, yet the joyous glow hovering upon her lovely cheeks always brought a renewed sensation of warmth fluttering within his chest. When they worked their magic together, every time was better than the first.

With the tip of his finger, he moved a lock of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear.

“What shall we do now?”

It always pleased him to follow her lead.  He lived to make her happy.  His very existence hinged upon filling her heart with glee.

She turned to him, her gaze swimming with unspoken adoration.

“I think we should make…love.”

The corners of his mouth quirked into an impish grin.

“As you wish.”

Turning to face the new dawn and the endless horizons stretching out before them, together they strolled forth.  Their flawless forms became smaller and smaller until they stood within the boundaries of the world they had just sculpted.  As one, as always, they were ready and restless to explore the shores of their newest homeland.

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All I Live For

googlesearch_c_to_originalphotographer“Theseus…Stop.”  Phaedra held her hand up, as if that one gesture alone had the power to make him halt his retreating footsteps.  As if by will alone, she could somehow undo his stubbornness.

When his thudding steps, clad in heavy leather sandals, would not pause but continued onward toward his fate…his inevitable doom, she called out to him once more.

“Please,” she whispered on the heels of a raspy breath that made her lungs ache.

He stopped, but refused to turn toward her.  It pained her to part with him under such terrible conditions.  No husband and wife should ever separate on the wake of a turbulent disagreement.  All she sought was to save his life.  To keep him living…breathing…walking…existing upon this earth with her, if only for one more day. Had she been able to convince him to forestall the start of his campaign for one more night of blistering love making, one more day of heated kisses…perhaps she would be able to erase the notion of marching into certain death from his mind completely.  She nearly laughed.  Her mighty champion would never abandon his honor or forsake his duties…not even for her…not even for their unborn child, still nestling in its mother’s warm womb.  The man Phaedra had chosen to wed, had given her heart and even her soul to,  would give every drop of his warrior’s blood, even his very life, if it would save his people from slavery and annihilation.

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Oracle

Shimmering eyes flutter open, as a golden dawn caresses golden skin

Arising mightier than the phoenix
Heartbeat burning brighter than the pulsing orbs of the Pleiades

Curious infatuation draws a timid soul..ever onward..

Across sparkling moonbeams swimming over the midnight ocean
Lifted upon the icy tail of a comet surnamed joy
Passing the eternal etching of Perseus, guarding Andromeda with endless, vigilant devotion
Pausing to admire the silvery sketch of Theseus, embracing Phaedra for all time

Foretelling hope
Heralding peace
Unbound love

Ever onward, beyond the limits of infinite twilight
Journeying toward the spiraling edge of a spinning milky way

I open my eyes for the very first time, as the golden dawn caresses my golden skin..LL♥

Text Copyright 2012 Lenise Lee Pubn. All Rights Reserved.


In dreams

looking for something i can’t find…waiting for a dream never destined to cross the threshold of reality…listening for a voice that is now only a faint memory…days spent walking with a spirit of hope, nights wrapped up in lonely disappointment…the very moment i am resigned to let go, to seek after a new source of inspiration, i finally have a chance encounter with you..but only in dreams…

‘This is the place where you come to remember that I will always love you…”

The breath of warm winds caress my golden skin, calling me from a restless sleep.  Light brown eyes touch a pale lavender sky filled with thick patches of milky white cotton dancing across the seamless horizon, floating ever onward, pushing across the canvas of eternity.  Against the backdrop of forever, the majestic mountains of contemplation boldly stand guard over the inhabitants of this lost and sacred chimera.  The rustle of a gentle breeze stirs up gallant waves across the ocean of emerald-green circling round me.

The soft touch from a strong finger moves tenderly along the curve of my chin, drawing my eager sight toward the graceful face I have longed to see for so long.  Serene eyes as clear as liquid crystal instantly capture me.  Words as satisfying as a divine kiss ease uncertainty. A question answered, a promised renewed.

“You alone are my perfect love. Before you, none…after you, none…Never forget that I’m only a whisper away.”

The tickle from a stream of orange sunlight floating through white curtains coax my dark lashes apart, prying me from the secure hold of a much yearned for peace. Sweet melodies of an angelic choir fade away with the rushing azure tides of the ensuing morning skyline..LL♥

Stormy Night

Cminda Sameba, stormy day
Cminda Sameba, stormy day (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A smiling face, halfway hidden by a fluffy pillow, looks up at me. Love beams bright in that one blue eye.  A sudden stream of tears washes away the endearing vision.  When my eyes open, the dream vanishes back behind the veil of thin air it was summoned from. I know I should abandon these wandering thoughts of you, but the memories refuse to budge.

Never consummated, always a seductive fantasy we danced and teased our way around.  Sweet kisses, cozy hugs, tender words spoken under moonlit skies. That was our story, and it was perfection.  

Kind people say that I should move on toward new horizons. They can’t see how the sun doesn’t appear as golden to me now that I’m perched up on this hilltop all alone.  Lonely in a room filled with lively souls. A feeling that no one else will ever quite understand until the experience is draped around them. Their symphony of laughs isn’t nearly enough to distract me from reminiscing about the quiet giggles we once shared.

I remember a joke whispered from your soft lips paused at my ear.  A small grin tugs my cheeks.  It is one of very few to visit me lately, and there is no promise of another in the near future.  Best friend. Confidant.  Amore. Hero. I miss you. 

The roaring thunder from another approaching storm calls me to sleep again. Again, with you constantly on my mind.

All Text ©2012 Lenise Lee Pubn.  All Rights Reserved.

At First Sight

Giovanni, My Love by Lenise Lee

A Tale of Romance, Suspense, and a dash of international intrigue…After surviving a terrifying scene in a dark alleyway, Marissa Stiles is soon caught off-guard for a second time. Her heated encounters with an intriguing stranger set the stage for the unsuspecting woman to be lured into a curious game of cat-and-mouse…Marcello Rossi, a gorgeous man with stunning blue eyes and a heart-melting silver tongue, seems determined to charm Marissa into submission, but are his affections sincere or a deadly snare? Wherever Marco goes, a malevolent presence follows, and it has cast its cruel glare on tormenting Marissa…

Agent Marcello (Marco) Rossi has pursued a valuable treasure across international waters. His chase has led him onto a collision course for falling under the spell of a beautiful suspect. After saving Marissa Stiles from the hands of a masked villain, the covert soldier becomes inescapably distracted by a pair of lovely hazel eyes…One thought continually plagues him: Are Marissa’s seductive glances genuine? Or are they only a clever game of misdirection to keep Marcello from capturing his target?

First Sequel to ‘After the Sunset’ and ‘The Christmas Gift’

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Beautiful by Lenise Lee

I like to believe that I was born with an elegant and quiet strength.  These are personal qualities that I value and I have a habit of granting my female characters these same traits. But…what about those moments when I’m weak and unable to hold up a dwindling resistance? Everyone has a limit, an absolute breaking point when only the tender touch of another human being will help us rise from the shadows.  When and if we fall…who will be there to help lift us up again?

These were the questions I pondered while pulling this tale together.  It presents a teasing and seemingly simple scenario…Follow your heart or allow your mind to lead the way?  Both forces hold equally powerful sway on the decisions we make from moment to moment every day of our lives….Which will emerge victorious this time? Desire or obligation?

As a side note…I originally considered titling this novella ‘Broken’; however, since I strive to remain an eternal optimist, I chose the name that brought the biggest smile to my face‘Beautiful’with a faint hope that simply reading this word of praise would do the same for some restless heart on the other side of this screen…LL♥

Broken

falling

fading

fragmented

pieces of me scattering

dark

dim

despair

no silver halo to guide fragile eyes

Spark

Shimmer

Splendor

Dawn treading triumphantly along the golden horizon

Rising

Radiant

Reborn

broken no more, Hope Revived. Rescued.

Synopsis

Miyah has a choice to make…Her intimate attachments to the two men in her life possess the power to draw her closer to her heart’s desire or bind her from taking a chance on true love…Which destiny will she choose?

Excerpt

“And, of course,” a tiny dimple appeared in her chin as she spoke, “the first taste goes to the boss.”

Miyah carefully picked up one of the fancy treats and turned to Shawn.  A playful smirk ran across her mouth as she held the dessert near his face.  Her impish stare locked onto irises the color of white crystal surrounded by a halo of ocean blue.  Hot pink lips stretched opened and prepared to sink into the heavy whipped cream but, at the very last second, Miyah withdrew the cupcake from within his tongue’s reach.  A heavy laugh rumbled from the square chest underneath Shawn Dougherty’s white linen shirt.  The top buttons of his dress shirt were undone, and Miyah watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down with each deep chuckle he released. 

Shawn leaned forward again.  This time, the teasing woman didn’t disappoint him…

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Falling Snow (Assurance) by Lenise Lee – Conclusion

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Assurance…I cannot breathe as I hope and pray that my frosty ears have not deceived me.  Has the time come for my wounded heart to finally be mended?  Could it be possible that our great romance has finally been reawakened from a weary and worrisome slumber?  

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