The Rules. Book 1; The End

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Rules of chance, even physical laws, are breaking down. The time of magic is returning. Bethlehem Jones finds she’s sharing her body with Lynese, a water-sprite entrapped within a warrior ancestor. More powerful magical spirits are shedding their own human confinement, restarting an ancient war. Can Beth use Lynese’s powers without surrendering her own control? Or is Lynese her most dangerous foe? More
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Words: 101,580
Language: English
ISBN: 9781301415571
About Jon Jacks

I’m fortunate enough to live in a rose and wisteria-strewn 12th century cottage in the English countryside with my wonderful wife Julie, daughter, son, and miniature sausage dog, Sasha.

Does this have any bearing on me being a New Adult author?

Well, Sasha appears on the cover of The Barking Detective Agency, while the house serves as Elly’s home in A Horse for A Kingdom, a tale revolving around one of the Princes in the Tower when he was held in nearby Stony Stratford.

Perhaps, too, the house is responsible for opening up my mind; because here’s a true ghost story, an event that happened when we first moved into the house.

My daughter was only three at the time, and my son was yet to be born. We’d only just moved into the house, having moved up from London that very day.

My daughter was both entranced by the new house but also upset that we had left behind all that was familiar to her; so, very quickly, Julie and I laid out rugs and comfortable chairs around the huge fireplace so that it looked and felt more like our London home, then left her quietly reading a book while we went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

Around fifteen minutes later, my daughter came into the kitchen, saying that she felt much better now ‘after talking to the boy’.

‘Boy?’ we asked. ‘What boy?’

‘The little boy; he’s been talking to me on the sofa while you were in here.’

We rushed into the room, looking around.

There wasn’t any boy there of course.

‘There isn’t any little boy here,’ we said.

‘Of course,’ my daughter replied. ‘He told me he wasn’t alive anymore. He lived here a long time ago.’

A child’s wild imagination? Well, that’s what we thought at the time; but there were other strange things, other strange presences (but not really frightening ones) that happened over the years that made me think otherwise.

And so I began to write.

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Review by: John Phillips on Oct. 04, 2013 :
An interesting enough tale, but written mostly as a series of single sentences, kind of odd. Paragraphs are OK, really. I gave it four stars for the story, but three and a half would be closer overall. For free, this is a good read. The author should continue to write, as long as your story is good, the rest of it can be fixed with practice. I look forward to reading your next one.
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Review by: Dionne Washington on Sep. 12, 2013 :
Great story. I couldn't put it down until I finished it. Looking forward to the next one...If there is a next one, that is. Anyway great imagination!
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