Druid's
Portal: The First Journey
by
Cindy Tomamichel
Genre:
Time Travel Romance, Historical Fantasy
A
portal closed for 2,000 years.
An ancient religion twisted by
modern greed.
A love that crosses the centuries.
An
ancient druid pendant shows archaeologist Janet visions of Roman
soldier Trajan. The visions are of danger, death, and love—but are
they a promise or a curse?
Her
fiancé Daman abandons her before the wedding, her beloved museum is
ransacked, and a robed man vanishes before her eyes. Haunted by
visions of a time she knows long gone, Janet teeters on the edge of a
breakdown.
In
the shadow of Hadrian’s Wall and 2,000 years back in time, Janet’s
past and present collide. Daman has vowed to drive the invaders from
the shores of Britain and march his barbarian hordes to Rome. Trajan
swears vengeance against the man who threatens both his loves—Janet
and the Empire.
Time
is running out—for everyone.
The pendant was solid gold, with a stylised oak tree and some symbols and dots she recognised as Ogham, the ancient language of the area. She frowned, turning it over in her hands.
It felt hot, and the heat pulsed through her until she felt dizzy, as if she was standing on the edge of a precipice. She held onto the cabinet as the museum faded around her.
Then she fell into a grey void.
There was a smell of forest earth, long undisturbed, centuries of leaf mould, of the secret growing business of trees. Quiescence. A sense of time. A time long ago, ruled by gods long forgotten. But not far away—distance didn’t register. Somewhere nearby—close to her home and Hadrian’s Wall. Where she had grown up and where the stone and earth were part of her.
The void split into shadows as the peace was shattered.
Danger. Around her the grey void echoed with screams of hatred and of death that pounded in her ears. She was in a battlefield, surrounded by the misty shapes of men as they bellowed in agony, and she choked as the smell of blood smothered her. A tall shadow filled her vision. Right in front of her a shadowy figure raised a sword, and she cried out and fell to her knees.
Death and danger.
And love.
The grey void vanished, and Janet opened her eyes. She shook her head. It had been the impression of a moment, but death, danger, and love seemed intertwined in a way she could neither explain nor fathom.
Druid's
Portal : The Second Journey
A
love that can never be.
Ethan—latest guardian of the Arwen
pendant—finds his heritage of time travel a burden he can scarcely
endure. Rowena—last of the line of Daman—is a soldier in the
Celtic army, forced to perform deeds that haunt her. Both tormented
by visions of the other, separated by barriers of time.
A time
that should not exist.
Rowena flees the catastrophic end of
her time but is trapped by an ancient family pact with an evil
goddess. Desperate to save her, Ethan crosses over into her timeline,
where his parents never met, and Daman—their greatest
enemy—rules.
The past is ruled by a man who knows the
future.
Thirty days to stop a goddess taking over her body.
Thirty days to save his timeline. Together they will fight their way
through an altered history to the dark past of Stonehenge.
But
time is running out—for everyone.
Then a sound… soft laughter… and he gazed at the woman with hair the colour of moonlight and eyes as dark as the night. Coloured mist wrapped around her, tight woven as destiny. Dark threads of death and red banners of danger - all centred around and surrounding the woman.
His love.
She filled a hole in his heart he had always known was there, but had never known the shape of it was her. The sense of completeness hit him like a blow.
“I will find you... ” he shouted as she faded. “I will protect you, always… ”
But she was gone, leaving nothing but a ghostly fragrance of flowers, and he was alone once more.
###
She staggered, feeling dizzy. The pendant felt so heavy, too heavy for its size, and she clutched the desk as the room spun around her. She blinked as a grey mist blurred her vision, and then blinked again. In the grey mist stood a man, a stranger, but she felt she knew him. He was tall and solid with muscle, his dark red-black hair grew past his shoulders, and his leaf green eyes looked at her. Straight at her. There was no doubt he saw her. She stretched out a hand to him as he did the same, yet between them was a barrier she could not breach. Standing like sentinels around him were trees larger than she had ever seen. She gasped, and deep into her lungs rushed the smell of old forests, the mustiness of time measured in centuries, and the coppery taste of blood.
The mist swirled, and she clung tightly to the desk. He was the vision of a moment, but there was a bond between them she could not deny.
He vanished, and all she was left with was a tangle of impressions.
Death and danger came with this man.
Yet also love.
How could such things be?
Cindy
Tomamichel is a multi-genre writer. Escape the everyday with time
travel action adventure novels, scifi and fantasy stories or tranquil
scenes for relaxation.
Find
a world where the heroines don’t wait to be rescued, and the heroes
earn that title the hard way.
The
Druid’s Portal series is a genre blend of action, adventure,
romance, time travel and magical historical fantasy set in Roman
Britain.
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