Cape Sounion: where the story begins #TheUndeadMustDie #ComingSoon

A few days ago I posted an Excerpt of my upcoming novel ‘The Undead Must Die’. If you missed it you can find it here. However if you read it, then you know that Chapter One is taking place in an archaeological site about 60 km east from Athens, Greece: the Temple of Poseidon at Cape Sounion.

I thought you might want to learn more about Cape Sounion and the amazing legend to which it’s been linked: the myth of Theseus and Minotaur.

So, I’m borrowing the relevant Chapter of my travel guide book ‘City Break In Athens’  and it’s posted below.

Before you start reading, please keep in mind that:

  • If you want to learn more about the historical sites and conspiracy theories from which I drawn inspiration for the storyline of ‘The Undead Must Die’, you are welcome to follow my Pinterest board of the same name.
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CAPE SOUNION

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Cape Sounion is surrounded on three sides by Aegean Sea which was named after Aegeus, the king of Athens, who jumped into the sea and drowned after believing his son was dead.

Cape Sounion is noted as the site of the ruins of an ancient Greek temple of Poseidon, the god of the sea in classical mythology. If you look carefully you’ll notice on one of the columns the deeply engraved name of English Romantic poet Lord Byron (1788-1824). To be honest, there is no direct evidence that the inscription was made by Byron himself, although Byron mentions Sounion in his poem Isles of Greece.

Sounion is a popular half day trip from Athens. The road from Varkiza to Sounion is perhaps one of the most beautiful in Attica, despite the fact that it is a winding road. Sunset at Cape Sounion is one of the most famous in Greece and you can enjoy the view while having a refreshment at the nearby cafe that stands alone in the area.

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  • The Story of Aegeus and Theseus

Still without a male heir after two marriages (to Meta and Chalciope), Aegeus asked the oracle at Delphi for advice. “Do not loosen the bulging mouth of the wineskin until you have reached the height of Athens, lest you die of grief,” was the prophecy, but Aegeus understand nothing. Disappointed, he decided to visit Troezen and ask the famous King Pittheus for his wisdom. Pittheus understood the prophecy and introduced Aegeus to his daughter, Aethra.

On their wedding night, Aethra waded to the island of Sphairia (aka Calauria) and bedded Poseidon, god of the sea and earthquakes, and she became pregnant.

Soon after, Aegeus decided to return to Athens. Before leaving, he buried his sandals and sword under a huge rock. He told Aethra that when their son grew up he should move the rock and take the tokens for himself as evidence of his parentage.

In Troezen, Theseus grew up and became a brave young man. He managed to move the rock and took his father’s weapons. His mother then told him the truth about his father’s identity. Theseus decided to go to Athens to claim his birthright. He defeated a great many bandits along the way and when he arrived, he did not reveal his true identity.

He was welcomed by Aegeus who meanwhile had found a new wife. That was Medea, infamous for murdering the two children she had by her marriage to Jason. Aegeus and Medea had one son called Medus. Determined to preserve her own son’s inheritance, Medea convinced her husband that Theseus was a threat. Medea tried to poison Theseus but just in time, Aegeus recognized the sandals, shield, and sword, and knocked the poisoned wine cup from Theseus’s hand. Father and son became reunited, and Medea fled to her homeland Colchis in Asia.

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  • The Story of Minotaurus

Androgeus, son of King Minos of Crete, travelled to Athens to take part in the Pan-Athenian games which were held there every four years. Strong and skilful he was, he soon became a crowd favorite, much to the resentment of the Pallantides, who assassinated him.

When King Minos heard of the devastating news he ordered the Cretan fleet to set sail for Athens. Minos asked Aegeus for his son’s assassins, or the town would not be spared. Not being able to discover the assassins’ identity, King Aegeus surrendered the whole town to Minos’ mercy. After King Minos’ demand at the end of every Great Year (seven solar years), seven of the most courageous youths and the seven of the most beautiful maidens would be sent as tribute to Minotaurus, never to be seen again.

After he was reunited with his father, Theseus volunteered to slay the monster to stop this horror. He replaced one of the young men and set off with a black sail. Upon his departure, Aegeus told Theseus to put up white sails when he returned if he was successful in killing the Minotaur.

Theseus killed the Minotaur and with the help of Ariadne, King Minos’ daughter, he managed to escape. Ariadne gave him a ball of thread so he could find his way out of the Labyrinth.

On the way back Theseus forgot to put up the white sails instead of the black ones. When Aegeus saw the black sails coming, he jumped into the sea and drowned, mistaken in his belief that his son was dead. Henceforth, this sea was known as the Aegean Sea.

Photos source: Yia Su!

#SnippetChain: ‘Victoria House’ by Denise Moncrief

Now let’s play a book game!
Denise Moncrief is on a two weeks book tour for her books Victoria House and Laurel Heights and Loving The Book Launching Party who are the tour organisers had a super cool idea.
Each blog hosts a snippet which comes from an excerpt of one of the books above, so the followers are able to read a full excerpt spread out through out the length of the tour!
Today is my turn to post a snippet of Victoria House, Snippet #4.
Here it is:
“His fists clenched and unclenched. He opened his hands and spread his fingers wide, forcing himself to relax. A quick pat of his pocket assured him the knife was still where he’d stashed it. He pushed aside limbs, but the semi-darkness made it hard to detect landmarks. Where was the path to the door? The tunnel entrance was supposedly set into a hillside only a few yards from the shore.The pale half moon cast long shadowed fingers between the branches of trees swaying and twisting in the wind. Eerie night noises swirled around him. His breath rasped in and out of his chest. As he dove further into the thicket, the moon slipped behind a cloud and the air became heavier, almost cloying with the scent of decaying vegetation. When his eyes finally adjusted to the deeper level of darkness, he found he had stumbled upon the entrance to the tunnel. Perhaps the gods were smiling on him after all.”

Victoria House Blurb
Haunted by a dark mystery in her family’s past…When Tori Downing takes possession of the abandoned Hamilton estate on the longest peninsula on Lake Jefferson, Arkansas, she avoids revealing her connection to the ill-fated Hamilton family. Is the glowing image that shimmers in the second floor window of Victoria House the ghost of Victoria Hamilton? Can Tori handle moving into a house with paranormal activity…again?
Tormented by a scandal she thought she’d left behind…

Until she leaves her career at the Arkansas State Crime Lab behind, she never even considers moving to Lake Jefferson, but the fallout from scandal gives Tori a very good reason to escape to Hill County and refurbish and restore the old family mansion. She settles into her new life…until the old accusations from her past start resurfacing.

Attracted to a man haunted by secrets of his own…

Drawn together to solve the murder of Jared Crenshaw, Tori and Lt. Grayson of the Hill County Sheriff’s Department dive into a tangled web of jealousy, deceit, and revenge as they attempt to solve both crimes, Jared’s death and the mysterious death years ago of Victoria Hamilton. Grayson’s past keeps interfering with his present, causing turmoil in both his professional life and his personal life. Can their love survive revealing the truth—from both the past and present—surrounding the tragedies at Victoria House?

Author Bio
Suspense, She Writes
Where the road to happily ever after takes a suspenseful detour. Fast paced twists and turns that keep you turning the pages. Romantic happily ever after moments that take your breath away. Paranormal romantic suspense that keeps you on the edge of your seat.
Want to know a little bit more about Denise? She’s a Southern girl who has lived in Louisiana all her life, and yes, she has a drawl. She has a wonderful husband and two incredible children, who not only endure her writing moods, but also encourage her to indulge her writing passion. Besides writing romantic suspense, she enjoys traveling, reading, and scrapbooking.
Accounting is a skill she has learned to earn a little money to support her writing habit. She wrote her first story when she was a teen, seventeen handwritten pages on school-ruled paper and an obvious rip-off of the last romance novel she had read. She’s been writing off and on ever since, and with more than a few full-length manuscripts already completed, she has no desire to slow down.
You can connect with Denise at
Book Buy Links:
Victoria House
Smashwords $2.99 TBD
Barnes & Noble TBD
Laurel Heights
Where to find the rest of the snippets
 

#EXCERPT: ‘The Undead Must Die – The Order of the Black Rose, Book 1’ CHAPTER 1

My debut novel ‘The Undead Must Die – The Order of the Black Rose, Book 1’ will be published in less than a week (exact date to be announced) and today I’m happy to share with you an #Excerpt.

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Here is the #Excerpt:

CHAPTER 1

“Did you know that Lord Byron carved his name into one of those marble columns?” a voice asked from behind her.

Her first thought was whether the query was addressed to her. The second was to whom that calm and deep voice belonged. She turned around and looked at a male figure standing a few steps away. The light of the sun directly behind him blinded her, and the white-dressed man, in the glare of the sun, appeared to have angel wings on his back. What the hell? There must have been something in the coffee she’d had with breakfast?

“Seriously, did you know that?” asked the stranger taking a step toward her.

“Lord Byron was a great philhellene. He even spent much of his fortune on the Greek battle for independence from the Ottoman Empire”, he explained, ignoring her puzzled look.

She raised her hands to protect her eyes from the sun and tried to discern the man’s facial features.

“Was Lord Byron really here, at Cape Sounion?” she asked.

“Not only did he come here, but he also wrote a poem about Cape Sounion. It is said that his name is engraved into one of the columns of this temple right here. The inscription really exists. It’s just not known for certain whether Byron was the one who engraved it.”
He walked hastily to the north side of the ancient temple, and he motioned for her to follow him. She found it hard to walk fast on that stone-littered, sloping ground.

Seventeen white marble columns were what was left of the ancient temple to Poseidon, god of the sea and water according to ancient Greek mythology. The temple was built at Cape Sounion, about 60km east of the city of Athens, the capital of modern Greece. The tall hill that the temple remains stood upon, which penetrated the Aegean Sea like a pointed spear, had inspired the myth of Theseus and the Minotaur. Nowadays, it inspires the romantic feelings of thousands of couples who rush to enjoy the sea views in the morning and the breathtaking sunsets in the evening.

“Here it is. Can you see it?”

She looked carefully at where his finger was pointing. Indeed, on the base of one of the middle columns at the north side of the temple, the word Byron was etched with cursive letters.

She turned to him. Now she could get a better look at him. He was taller than average, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, very active and athletic without a doubt. “Damn, I forgot to comb my hair. Again,” she thought.

“Excuse me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Eric.”
He took her hand, and then he bowed and kissed the top of her hand gallantly.

“Um… I’m Floriana.” She was still trying to overcome the shock of the knightly kiss.

“And what are you doing here at this place on the Mediterranean sea, Floriana?” he asked, offering her a black rose.
“A black rose?” She handed the flower amazed by its unnatural beauty. She brought it close to her nose and inhaled its delicate fragrance.

“Um… I study… I mean… I am a student of fine arts. I am interested in the history of art. I thought there’s no better place to begin my study of the ancient arts than Greece. It’s full of ancient ruins.”
“You didn’t pick the right time to come to Sounion, though. It’s more romantic at sunset.”

“Oh, I’m not looking for romance. I travel alone, for educational reasons.”

She regretted it the moment she’d said it. She had been tired of giving the pathetic impression of a sexually inexperienced student. She stroked her neck and opened one button of her shirt. She didn’t manage to do it discreetly, though.

“Now I’m going to get freckles from the sun,” she thought. “And my shoes are so dusty.”

She was so busy observing her appearance that she didn’t notice the nervous glances the charming stranger was throwing around.
“It’s late April, and it’s so hot already,” he said. “Want a drink? There is a cozy café down there.” He pointed to a tidy building near the entrance of the archaeological site.

There was no way to tell him no. They took the downhill road to the coffee shop. She was chatting, uncontrollably excited as she was about the beautiful man whom she’d come across. He was shaking his head condescendingly. She told him about her home in London, about her visit to the Acropolis a few days ago, that she had been running late that morning and had forgotten to wear sunscreen before she left the hotel…

Then everything faded away. The last thing she saw before she fainted was two ominous figures moving straight towards her.”

#Event: Rom Com Writers Celebrate Festivus

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Come and join Penny Reid, Daisy Prescott, M. Mabie, Jennie Marts, Z.B. Heller, C.C. Wood, A.C. Netzel, Zack Love and N.M. Silber as they celebrate the holiday. A Festivus for the rest of us! December 16, 2014 from 4:30-11pm est.

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#CoverReveal #Giveaway: Flintlock by Ashley Nixon

Were you here when we revealed the brand new cover for Cutlass, the first book in the Cutlass Trilogy? If not, check it out HERE! Now it’s time for BOOK TWO!
Let me remind you who the genius is behind these books:

Author Ashley Nixon’s Bio:

Ashley was born and raised in Oklahoma, where the wind really does sweep down the plains, and horses and carriages aren’t used as much as she’d like. She has a Bachelor’s in English Writing and a Master’s in Library Science and Information Technology. When she’s not writing she’s either working out or pretending she’s Sherlock Holmes. Her obsession with writing began after reading the Lord of the Rings in the eighth grade. Since then, she’s loved everything Fantasy–resulting in an unhealthy obsession with the ‘geek’ tab on Pinterest, where all things awesome go.
Links to social media:
Website
GoodReads
Facebook
Twitter
Blog
Links to where Cutlass is sold:
Amazon:
B&N:
FLINTLOCK WILL BE AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER SOON!

Flintlock Book Blurb:

Barren Reed hopes to protect the Orient from his tyrant uncle, but his plans to make the King’s life a living hell aren’t supported by the Elders of the pirate community. As it stands, Barren has earned the Elders’ disdain for his carelessness, and they threaten him into exile if he makes one more mistake.
Barren’s not the only one feeling the Elders’ wrath—they don’t trust Larkin either. Worse, Barren can’t comprehend Larkin’s wish to have a relationship with her father, and the secrets she’s forced to keep create a tension that may pull them apart forever.
When the Pirates of Silver Crest begin to die, bullets laced with dark magic are to blame. With more and more of these weapons infiltrating the Underground, discovering who’s behind the dissemination is no easy feat. As fear and tension mount among the people of the Orient, Barren and his crew find themselves in a race against time to stop the spread of dark magic before the world of Mariana spirals into collapse.
Now it’s time to FINALLY share the cover.
Here it is!
Awesome!I have to admit I like that guy at the right top corner.

#CoverReveal: Dark Thief by Amy Lynn Garcia

I’m so happy to have the chance to participate in Amy Lynn Garcia’s new book Cover Reveal.
Dark Thief – The Two Sides of Me series has now a cover and it’s getting ready to put out in the publishing sea.
But before the cevoer gets revealed, Amy Lynn Garcia shares an excerpt with us:
“I can feel his ankles brushing against my own. And then I hear a click, what the hell? He’s taking pictures of me! I jump and flip to my back opening my eyes to Evan towering over me with an enormous professional looking camera.

“What the hell Evan? I’m naked!” “I’m well aware baby now close your eyes and relax, I want some of this side.” “Evan! No!” It’s then that I look at my arms, and then propping up I see my legs, hell every inch of me! I’m covered in his signature! Evan Lawson is scrawled across my skin in various sizes but the same name over and over, delicate looking font in some places and bold in others. He’s claimed me, quite literally.

Shocked and confused, mouth agape I look up at him as he stands there awaiting my cooperation. “Close your mouth baby, a bird might…” I cut him off “Evan! Why…why is your name…everywhere?” I lift my arms as if to show him what he’s done. “Because you are mine.” “And you couldn’t think of a better way to show that?” “No, I like you covered in my autograph and I’m taking you out tonight to Dominus for dinner and drinks. I know all too well how my customers gawk and I don’t want anyone’s lustful eyes on you.” I think my mouth is hanging even wider if that’s possible.

He wants me to go out like this, covered in his signature, so that no one will look at me. Ok, he’s totally lost it, I’m not going anywhere like this. “Uh uh, no way, I can’t go out all marked up like this!” “Lay down Mia I want to get a few more shots.”

 Ready for the Cover Reveal?
Here it is!
Goodreads: Dark Kiss
This is the first in a series about Evan Lawson and Mia Galloway. Two brave survivors, one dominant and one innocent. Thrown together by circumstances beyond their control, neither of them looking or believing themselves capable of love. A white hot fire ignites and they begin to learn to fight against all odds for this unique, unexpected love. Can their love survive their past demons or will it separate them permanently? 
Good Reads: Dark Thief
Mia and Evan have been through a lot together in a short time. In Dark Thief, the second installment of The Two Sides of Me trilogy, Evan’s alpha male personality explodes when Mia spirals into a near fatal depression caused by his bizarre and dark past. Short term amnesia following Evan’s car accident that brought these two together originally, seriously complicates their relationship. And as if that weren’t enough, Mia also learns Evan has an brain tumor that could take him from her permanently. When Evan finds he can’t protect Mia from his unknown demons, naturally he begins to use his wealth, connections and fear tactics to manipulate a plan that will return her to his side where he is convinced she belongs. 

Don’t miss Dark Thief if you were left shocked and breathless at the end of Dark Kiss you need to come along on this wild ride with Evan and Mia to find out what’s next in their crazy story.

Author Bio
 


 I am Amy Lynn Garcia, daughter, sister, cousin, mother, nurse, and grandma…no..no…call me Mimi I’m too young to be a grandma, writer and friend. We are all something to someone, and I love all the hats I wear in my life. I was born in 1969 which is where I lay blame to my compulsion to write erotica and romance, wink. That makes me…uh…yea 45, no way really? My mind is still very young but not naive I’ve seen a lot and experienced more, you may think I don’t know what’s going on but be assured this Mama knows what’s up! I enjoy creating characters that have something people can relate to, who are real, addictive and intriguing. Love has always been a desire just out of my reach, as it is for many people. I believe that is what draws me into stories with superb happily ever afters. I want to connect with people on that level, let them know they aren’t alone, that love can triumph over all, we all long for that special one that takes our breath away.