A Shadow of Light [The Rath Haven Chronicles Book 1]

A Shadow of Light [The Rath Haven Chronicles Book 1]

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by Rachel DeFriez
     
 

The Rath Haven Chronicles: A Shadow of Light by Rachel DeFriez is a wonderful novel about a young girl on the edge of her powers. Where do they come from, those larger than life, leaders of men like Alexander the Great, Attila the Hun, Caesar and Napoleon? Jane Weston knows the answer because her brother Jack is one. The two are Averiens, descended from the…  See more details below

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The Rath Haven Chronicles: A Shadow of Light by Rachel DeFriez is a wonderful novel about a young girl on the edge of her powers. Where do they come from, those larger than life, leaders of men like Alexander the Great, Attila the Hun, Caesar and Napoleon? Jane Weston knows the answer because her brother Jack is one. The two are Averiens, descended from the super race, carrying the blood of Tuatha. Although having a hero for a big brother occasionally comes in handy, Jane has always secretly wondered what it would be like to try a moment in the spotlight herself. She's about to find out. A live fairy tale is brewing in her new backyard, and she is destined to be its unlikely heroine when she's caught in the crossfire of their rivaling factions. She has to reach her twelfth birthday to inherit the magic she needs to rescue her fairy grandmother's dying soul. Until then, she'll have to survive using the bit of power left in her grandmother's wand. Fortunately for Jane, Jack is a true big brother, the kind a heroine can trust with her soul-literally. Trusting Cousin Will, on the other hand, is a completely different story. They have already rescued him from the labyrinth hidden in the old mine, not to mention from the local county sheriff. It seems the only power Will is destined to wield is the uncanny ability to find trouble wherever he goes and wriggle out of it. In true fairy tale form, Jane finds that trust is a matter of love and that love is the key to her power. A Shadow of Light is fun, but it dips deeply into the locked powers hidden for ages in the human soul and the world around us.

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
2940000088388
Publisher:
Double Dragon Publishing
Publication date:
05/16/2005
Sold by:
Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
File size:
686 KB

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Chapter 1: Jane's Story

In the fading light, Weston Hall looked something like a small castle. It was a misfit in the rugged, western terrain of the Rocky Mountains. In Rath Haven, Utah, we'd expected to find something more like a ranch.

Jack and I were misfits, too, standing on the porch of our new home hoping to be invited in by the strangers that were to be our new family. Jack tossed his ball back and forth into his mitt absent-mindedly. We hadn't brought much with us, but wherever Jack went, the ball and mitt went too.

"I thought you were going to grow up to be a cowboy," I whispered to Jack.

"Yeah, and I pictured you as the rodeo queen," he replied with a sarcastic grin.

"Very funny!" While Jack was destined to be elected prom king, captain of the baseball team, and most likely to succeed, we both knew I would never be the queen of anything remotely social.

The evening was still and quiet except for the hum of the Cadillac that had brought us here from the train station in Salt Lake. Leroy, the driver, unloaded our few belongings onto the porch and then drove the car away to the garages. A gentle breeze carried with it the faint smell of cinnamon apples, grass and cows.

"I wonder if you ever get used to the cow smell?" I mused aloud.

"It's not the smell that bugs me," responded Jack distractedly, "it's the flies! This one has been driving me nuts." He watched the back of Mr. Gilly's head for a few seconds, and then snatched the fly from its orbit around the man's greasy, black hair.

After picking us up at the train station, Leroy had continued on to the airport where Mr. Gilly had joined us. He was thin,snooty, and remarkably short. He hadn't said one word to any of us during the entire two-hour trip here.

He turned a withering stare on Jack.

Jack rolled his eyes. He wasn't interested in keeping the fly. He was a baseball player -- a shortstop -- and he just liked the challenge of catching it. He opened his fist and the fly shot out into the twilight.

Mr. Gilly sniffed and turned away again.

A small, wide woman, who looked like she might hug you if you didn't move quickly enough, came bustling into the entry. "My Heavens, you're here. Come in! Come in! I'm Mrs. Appleton, the housekeeper. Oh, you are just the picture of your mother and father!"

I winced at the mention of my parents.

She stumbled embarrassed.

"Such a horrible tragedy! You young people are gonna be just fine here. We're gonna take good care of you. Don't you worry about anything," Mrs. Appleton said, wringing her hands as if restraining herself from gathering us against her ample bosom. "You make yourselves at home here in the sitting room." She turned to the man. "You must be Mr. Gilly. I'll show you right to Mrs. Weston's room. She doesn't come down much now, what with the wheelchair 'n all."

Mr. Gilly followed in her wake, explaining as they went how fortunate we were to have him here to care for the plants.

Jack cast me a wicked smile. I knew he was thinking he was glad we weren't plants.

I gazed around the foyer. "It's just like in a fairy tale," I gasped in unexpected enthusiasm, staring at the huge winding staircase and tapestries depicting mythical forest creatures.

Copyright © 2005 Rachel DeFriez

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