Rochelle Bradley Author

Three identical individuals born to a pair of geneticists was a curious thing. Identicals are nature’s clones, it is true, but what if nature had nothing to do with it? Working at Camp Awana Hackalugi for the summer is Lauren McKay's last hooray before starting a career in the fall. Camp AH was a favorite of hers as a teen and the place where she met Alex Murphy, a sad sixteen year old who captured her heart and never gave it back. Lauren bumps into another counselor whom she thinks is Alex only to find out it's his younger brother, Matt. He, and the identical brothers Jon and Trey, informed her that Alex passed away in a car accident but things don't add up. The date on Alex Murphy's gravestone says he died in the spring before she met him. That meant that Alex is pretending to be one of the triplets or one of the younger brothers pretended to be older. Regardless the man she knew is still alive but is keeping his mouth shut. With the help of her sister, Lisa McK...

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This pitch had to be no more than 300 words long and express the unique qualities and overall story line of the work. I likened it to taking a sequoia and trimming it down to a toothpick but a toothpick that can tell the story from seed to grown tree. If you are a fantasy reader please let me know if this is something you would buy. Thank you. Enjoy! Read I Am Mai The Chronicles of Eventide I Am Mai (Book 1) The Moon Clan real? Never in her unbridled fantasies did Len’nora expect legend to become truth. The glowing moonstones verified the fabled people existed but are they Elven or human? In Anaglacia, beneath the Great Sand Sea, lie the countries of Utholden and Ormanda. Darkness is slowly pervading the countryside causing strife and, according to prophecy, only the Mai has the authority to stop it. Personal tragedy caused the Mai to suppress her power and distrust all men after seeing her family destroyed. The Utholden realm of Eventide is where Len’nora was born but she ...

This is the story that I started in November 2010 for National Novel Writing Month. It is now completed and I have started book two The Chronicles of Eventide: Journey to Sands End. Synopsis: In Anaglacia beneath the Great Sand Sea lie the countries of Utholden and Ormanda, their peoples as different as their governments. The Mai is a peacekeeper, a diplomat for the common people, for all of Anaglacia. Len’nora of Eventide, is the current Mai; the previous Mai mysteriously disappeared from Utholden seventy cycles prior but memories are short and the Mai is falling into legend as the Elves, Weres & Moon Clan. The Merkevare, the brand of Mai, was placed upon her skin before birth. The mark shimmers like the moonlight unless she calls the power forth then it blazes as the sun. Not all saw the mark that rests high on her chest, only those that believe. King Durust Berk of Ormanda manipulates Len’nora to visit the capital, Melchior, as Prince Riorden’s companion; however, the Kin...

Liz arrived at Sinfully Sweet early and found the door unlocked and went in. The smells swirling around were wonderful. Martha greeted her and pulled out a batch of Chocolate Chocolate-chip Muffins.   They talked some about Martha’s needs and the best sellers in the store then they touched on Jennifer’s boyfriend of the week.   Liz went to the office and started to sort a mound of paper work. Martha peeked into the office. “So what do you think of the boy?” Liz ignored her for a moment and then looked up. “What do you think of Ian?” “Oh, he is fairly young, isn’t he?” she said with a noncommittal grin. “What’s this I hear about him sneaking in here and getting some food?” “It was just a few crumbled muffins,” Martha laughed . “He’s a sweet young man. He’s a looker too. I thought you two would have a lot in common.” Martha washed her hands at the sink and then sat at the table outside of the office and checked her watch. There was a bell and Martha got up to ge...