About the Book:
Ilona is an emergency room doctor, born into an ancient Hun tribe which still exists hidden amongst us with its strict and fiercely enforced rules. She doesn't know much about her Hun heritage other than legends, customs, and rituals that she continues out of respect for her parents who died suddenly ten years ago. Her mother didn’t have a chance to explain her inherited powers, but after her twenty-ninth birthday, Ilona is considered as an adult by Hun standards and begins to remember forgotten instructions concealed as childhood rhymes.
Ilona discovers that she can heal with her bare hands; she can rearrange the human body to its healthy state. This ability is exciting as well as frightening. She is conflicted between having confidence in her intelligence and inherited abilities while having no confidence as a woman. Her insecurity creates barriers which keep others out and her caged in.
She’s in love with her unsuspecting best friend, but when a dashing stranger explodes into her life, the magnetic feelings frighten her. A dark, sinister man appears to be the connection to a series of mysterious deaths, and Ilona is now forced from her calm, steady life and is thrust into the unknown.
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About the Author:
Growing up with a father who was a closet reader, some macho image that allowed him to only read in secret. After I caught him reading my book, The Lady of the Camellias, he shared his love of books with me and introduced me to many great books.
Before I started writing this series, I had played with the idea of writing a fantasy story peppered with historical facts. The history of the Huns always fascinated me—they were my ancestors—although I decided that it was a stupid idea after I started reading about how to write a fiction book. I had no idea how to create a good story line or form characters and make up a plot, and I wasn’t a literary genius. But, the idea didn’t leave me alone, and I kept adding events and dialogues in my head to Ilona’s story.
Not knowing how to do something properly had never prevented me from accepting a good challenge before, so I sat down at the computer and began writing. I've never been good at following rules or formulas; therefore, I discarded the instructions and made up my own rules.
I began writing Ilona's story as a diary, for my own enjoyment, jotting down the ideas that swirled in my head was far better than being haunted by them. For months I kept writing and soon realized that I never had so much fun doing anything in my life before.