Until the Stars Burn Cold - Nicole Hurley-Moore

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So, I’m thinking about what sorts of things inspired me to write and the first answer that jumps into my mind is... fairytales. I liked all fairytales as a kid but especially loved the Grimm’s tales, you know, the really dark ones where good triumphs but maybe not in the sugar coated way you would expect. They were scary and fabulous at the same time. They conjured images of cold, tangled forests, evil queens, quests, witches, magic, brave heroes and plucky princesses.

From fairytales I progressed to myths and legends. As you can imagine, I had a pretty quiet sort of childhood as my nose was always buried in a book. Somewhere along the way, I fell in love with the medieval period.

These inspirations carried through the years and are still very much with me today. Which is probably why, I write historical and paranormal romances. I just can’t shake the idea of magic and the shadowy, twisted forest.

My first two novellas, The Trinket Seller’s Daughter and Capturing Bliss were both medieval romances. Trinket Seller’s was set in a deep, dark forest and even through it was a straight historical, there was a hint of a fairytale feel.

However, for Until The Stars Burn Cold I think I was channeling Scheherazade and her Thousand and One Nights. It’s a time travel romance set in ancient Persia and modern day rural Australia. It’s a story of star crossed lovers, an evil sorcerer, magic and everlasting love.

I love the historical and paranormal genres, both separately and how wonderfully they can merge together and create magic.

Thanks so much, Brynna for letting me drop by In Shadows for a chat J

Until The Stars Burn Cold 

Forbidden love

Long ago in ancient Persia, there lived a pair of star crossed lovers. In a desperate bid, the lovers sought to flee the town of Adwan. But they were caught and torn apart. For his insolence, Jinn is cursed into a ring. Ages pass and empires crumble... and Jinn is still forever bound in a circle of frozen silver. Bound, that is until present day antiques dealer, Mia Templeton accidentally releases him. Mia is beautiful and Jinn, finds her somehow familiar. Is love eternal and evil everlasting? Can the power that destroyed his life in Adwan, reach through the centuries and threaten his future?

A Snippet from Until The Stars Burn Cold

Adwan, 776 AD

Ranjinn silently scaled the jasmine covered wall; the heavy scent from the small white flowers was intoxicating. The waning moon was obscured by dark night clouds, and a cool breeze wash over his strong shoulders as he pulled himself towards the softly lit balcony above. He paused, glancing down to the fragrant garden fifteen feet below. A large rectangular pool was its center piece, and around it the grounds radiated in four geometric designs that featured lemon and lime trees mixed with heady florals and pomegranates. The evening air was infused with the scents of Shuri’s garden, tempered by the salty sea that lapped at the nearby rocky coast.

Ranjinn adjusted the coil of rope slung across his chest. Secure, he climbed swiftly up the remainder of the wall, pulling himself over the intricately carved stone balustrade. He stepped over the cool marble floor and pulled back the diaphanous silken curtains that led to Shuri’s chamber.

She was seated at a small table, brushing her long, dark hair that fell far below her shoulders. Her gown was a pale blue and the room was scented with her favorite perfume, rose of Damascus. She was a beauty and he would never tire looking at her. She was the jewel of Adwan. But even though her loveliness captivated him it was her spirit that claimed his heart. Shuri’s hand stilled and her back stiffened as she sensed a presence in the room. She whirled around and the look of apprehension was quickly replaced by relief.

“Jinn, you should not have come,” she said as she pushed herself from the chair and ran towards his open arms; the silky skirts flowing like water in her wake.

“I could not stay away,” he replied as he buried his face into her fragrant neck.

“Hush my love, there are guards outside the door. My uncle will kill us both if he discovers we have disobeyed his decree,” she said as she brushed a dark lock of his hair from his eyes.

“Your uncle has never loved, for if he had he would allow us to wed. We will leave this place and find a friendlier shore,” he explained as he pulled back a little and searched her face.

“Truly Jinn? Are you willing to leave all that is yours for me?” She asked doubt and fear clouding her green eyes.

“You are my heart and by leaving Adwan, we gain everything,” he said, his lips capturing hers in a kiss filled with love, reverence and the slow burning passion that they had tried for months to contain.

Bio.

Nicole has always loved medieval history, fairytales and myths. Which is probably why, she writes historical and paranormal romances.

She lives with her family in the Central Highlands of Victoria, Australia and is a member of The Romance Writers of Australia.

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www.nicolehurley-moore.com

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http://nicolehurley-moore.blogspot.com.au/

Book Trailer -   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0U9UulnlZnE&feature=plcp

Until The Stars Burn Cold available from Pink Petal Books

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