Cornerstone Deep series
The Transformation of Anna
Blurb
For centuries,
Cole Shilo has harvested the homeless, wiped their memories, and delivered them
as servants to the nobles of Cornerstone Deep. When Cole is sent to harvest a second-class
woman who has broken curfew, he expects no different. But Anna Sinclair’s soul calls out to him. Soul mates aren’t possible on Cornerstone
Deep…
Are they?
“My life is a mirage of endless
time. But you engulf me, rivet my mind, encompass my soul.”
What
they’re saying:
“The
Transformation of Anna is first-rate fantasy, with a healthy dose of romance
added in. Wilson Wilson
"The
Transformation of Anna by Charlene A. Wilson is a beautifully stunning and
deeply touching story of the darkest of treachery, the rebirth of lost love,
and the discovery of hidden secrets. Being left absolutely breathless and
deeply astonished after reading such an extraordinary story is a new experience
for me. I am anything but disappointed in this superbly enchanting and
endearingly exhilarating tale of deeply true and lasting love. My heart was
captured and lost to this spellbinding journey!"—Amber McCallister, The
Wonderings of One Person.
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EXCERPT
Cole unstopped
the slender vial and gently lifted Anna’s head to administer the potion. As he
carefully tipped the container to her lips, tremors traveled down his forearms.
His hands quaked. The amber liquid jumped to the brim and he quickly tilted it
upright. Gods, Cole, control yourself. She needs every drop.
A soft palm rested on his wrist and Cole’s gaze shot to
Elaina’s. When had she returned and how did he not pick up on the strong
compassion emitting from her when she had? Her blue eyes looked deep into his,
understanding with a touch of sadness. “Let me do that, Cole. You’ve been
through enough.”
He wasn’t sure if the tremors were from anticipating a
fortunate outcome or from sheer anxiety over the whole ordeal, but he accepted
her tender attention as a blessing. Vincent’s intervention with her was
evident. He watched as she patiently poured small measures into Anna’s mouth.
Elaina turned to Cole and lifted the emptied container.
“Well, that’s it. She got it all.”
He sighed. “Thank you.”
“Anything, Cole.” She smiled and set the vial on the bed
stand. “What about you? Can I get you a drink? It might calm you some.”
Nodding, he offered a small smile.
“Good, then. I’ll be right back.”
As she closed the door behind her, Cole eased himself onto
the bed. “Don’t give up, Anna.” His faint words were swallowed by the silence
of the room. “I’ll fix this and see to it nothing ever happens to you again.”
Brushing his fingertips over her hair, he solemnly whispered a plea. “Don’t
leave me.”
Her soft locks sent countless memories rushing through his
mind—her smile, cheeky comments, blue eyes dancing as if life itself was a
game. Her Arylinite spirit embraced every moment of love, able to see beneath
façades that others deemed as truth. He sighed, knowing that side of her may
have been unique to that lifetime—a result of her specialized upbringing in the
Arylin colony of the northern
territory
He tilted his head and gazed over her still face. Her
features were remarkably similar to Mianna’s. The gentle slope of her nose, the
way she chose to wear her dark hair long, and he couldn’t deny her blue eyes
when she’d looked at him. He cupped her cheek with his hand, gently stroking
her lips with his thumb. They curved from a bow-tie center into a natural
smile. So soft. Inviting. He leaned to her and lightly kissed them, then leaned
his cheek to hers.
“Talk to me, Anna.” His breath was a plea. As much as he
knew no answer would come, his heart called to her with his deepest wish.
He brushed his fingers down her neck to her chest, tenderly
caressing her pale skin at the neckline of her gown. A strained pause caught
his throat as he lightly followed her breast to her ribcage. “What’s in your
heart?”
The tiny circles he drew on the thin fabric fed his longing
for her touch. Supple creases followed his motion. To have her arms around him,
the love they brought, had given him unmitigated comfort in a past life. It
could be so again.
“My life was yours.” He kissed the circles he created.
“Every moment, I found joy in you.”
He looked at her closed eyes. “Please, don’t leave me.
Please promise you’ll be mine again.”
No emotion showed upon the visage of his love, but distant
echoes of vows lighted his soul.
“Open to me.” He wondered if his whispered thought
could possibly reach her unconscious mind. “Speak to me with your soul.”
Her lips parted and a chill flew through him. He waited,
listened intently. Weak sensations touched his senses. “Anna,” he said aloud,
hope rising. He cupped his palm to her cheek again. “Fight for it. Call to me.”
Anna remained silent.
Cole’s heart ached. Yet, that small reaction spurred his
resolve. He framed her face as he lowered to take her lips with his. “I’ll help
you.”
The scent of licorice and cream fell from his lips as he
called on his Breath of Zephyr. His soul’s voice owned his words. “My life is a
mirage of endless time. But you engulf me, rivet my mind, encompass my soul.”
She inhaled his sensual gift and gasped for deeper intake.
Yes. Hope impossibly filled him. His muscles
tightened with expectation. His heart pounded against his chest. “Call to
me!”
Echoes
Cornerstone Deep book two
Nothing is
sacred to Cole when it comes to keeping his love – not even covenants made with
gods, and when Lord Dressen's obsession to have Anna soars, Cole pulls out all
the stops. But, through all his efforts,
lofty or damned, the truth remains.
Will echoes of
another life cause him to fail?
“Every breath you take is a song to my soul.”
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What they’re saying:
“Echoes
is the second installment in Wilson
“A touching and magickal romance story, Echoes picks right up where The Transformation of Anna left off. Charlene pens her characters well written and brings them to life in this fast paced, totally hard to put down sequel. Recommended for all romance and paranormal romance fans.”—My Cozy Corner
“Echoes is a shockingly spectacular sequel to the Transformation
of Anna that will leave you reeling from the mind-blowing revelations and truly
surprising twists of fate.” — Amber, The Wonderings of One Person
“Cornerstone Deep Echoes is as interesting as Book 1.
Those who enjoyed the first book will definitely relish this book too... The
book is a romance that touches on past lives and rebirth. This paranormal angle
makes it an exciting read... Lord Dressen's obsession for Mianna forms the
somber angle of the book. It is so powerful that he will do anything to possess
her. Cole's struggle to continue his love with Mianna, in spite of Lord
Dressen's dark presence, makes the story very exciting and adds that bit of
intrigue and suspense. All the characters are skillfully etched by the author.
I look forward to reading the next part of this series to find out where the
author will take us.”— Mamta Madhavan, Readers' Favorite
EXCERPT
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Adoration
flowed from behind him, touching his senses. Slender hands smoothed his shirt
to his waist and a soft form leaned to his back. His heart melted and he closed
his eyes. Mianna. Despite his attempt to avoid an earlier meet, he
couldn’t resist. He lifted his arm and turned to hold her in his embrace. As
she met his gaze, Mianna’s soul once again spoke to his as none other had or
would. Unrest fled. Doubt disappeared.
Her brow
wrinkled with worry. “You’ve been distant.”
He brushed her
long hair with a gentle stroke. “I’m sorry, my love.”
She caressed
his forehead with her fingertips, erasing the tension there.
“Hush thy worries. Still thy mind.
For within mine arms,
love’s sweet bliss will heal thy
soul.
Cares of life
be gone.”
Cole rested his
cheek on her soft locks, allowing her poetic tongue to soothe him.
“Whispers, wings of love’s caress,
light upon thy heart.
Gazes, speak of my soul’s want.
Body, sing
their praise.”
She gently
placed her hand to his cheek, guiding him to look into her eyes.
“I long. I pray thee touch me.
Carry forth my will.
Leave behind the world, my love.
Be this moment
mine.”
Cole’s heart
wrapped around her plea and the reality of her return filled his being. She was
his. Now and forever. “This moment, my life, my existence is yours.” He cradled
her face with his hands. “Every breath you take is a song to my soul.”
Her words fell
to his lips in a hush. “Make love to me, Cole. I need to feel you still love
me.”
The Breath of
Zephyr flowed freely and licorice and cream rode his whisper. “How could you
truly doubt.”
Wilting onto a
bed of flowers, he lay with her on the soft buds. The song in her sigh washed
through his heart and her emotions flowed, reminding him Sylis Shilo had no
influence there. They alone shared this moment surrounded by beauty and its
sweet aroma. The dark sky of Cornerstone Deep blanketed them in solitude.
Little buttons
on her blouse released at his touch and as he slid the fabric aside, a heated
plea breezed past her lips. The layers of her skirt fell to her hip as she
raised her thigh to rest it against his waist. He leaned into her entreaty.
Her voice came
to him, a small sound breaking from a whisper. “Time has passed for you, Cole.”
A quiver shook her words. “I know there were others.”
“Mianna—”
“Just…let me
pretend I was the only one to share your soul all that time. Lie to me…this
once.”
Her request
clenched his heart. “My love. It’s been you all this time.” Cole’s thick breath
poured against her skin. “It’s always been you.”
AUTHOR INFORMATION
Charlene A. Wilson is an
author of tales that take you to other dimensions. She weaves magic, lasting
love, and intrigue to immerse you into the lives of her characters.
She began
writing in her early teens when her vivid dreams stayed with her long after she
had them. The characters and worlds were so amazing she brought them to life
through her books.
Charlene resides
in a small community in Arkansas, USA, with her two beautiful daughters,
husband, a cuddly Pekingese, and a very chatty cockatiel named Todder.
Author Links
Blog: http://bit.ly/CharBlogs
Goodreads:
http://bit.ly/CharleneAWilsonGR
LinkedIn: http://bit.ly/CharleneAWilsonLI
