Briksanna’s Sacrifice
A Fantasy Romance Novel
Planned Length: 147,000
words
By Sabrina Rawson
Briksanna’s Sacrifice is a character-driven fantasy romance
novel, the first book within a series called A Novel of the Four Realms, about
men and women of different realms on a quest to fulfill a prophesy.
Prologue Captured,
physically and emotionally exhausted, Briksanna Akmond, High Princess of
Skaldanna has no idea where she is or how long she is going to be kept prisoner. The Prophesy speaks of her having a starring
role in the downfall of Lord Drakkoon. She
escapes her prison draining her persecutor of life.
Two thousand years hiding in the Earth Realm, Briksanna
heads a mercenary group called Lightning Strike where every member is part of
her adopted family. Her secret love, Nathanial,
openly declares his promise to cherish her forever despite his own reservations. They are visited by the Goddess Merridian who
explains The Prophesy and the importance of their roles. She reveals Lord Drakkoon is her twin brother
and the history of his role in the Under Realm.
In a dream sequence, Briksanna recalls her prison tormentor was
actually her betrothed. Thinking he was
dead, she grieved her lost love during her imprisonment. She does not want to feel the vulnerability
of love, and prays for healing from her pain; when her prayers go unanswered
she uses her energy to destroy the prison.
Waking, Briksanna is reassured by Nathanial of their growing
relationship while giving her space to build their relationship in trust. Nathanial’s brother, Stark, sits with the
rest of the family explaining the importance of solidarity regarding The
Prophesy.
In the Under Realm, Lord Drakkoon interrogates his most
trusted warrior why he failed his latest mission, in the Earth Realm. The warrior explains his encounter with Briksanna’s
family, and how he lost all of his soldiers. Lord Drakkoon uses his power to alter the
warrior forever changing him. Merridian is
in Lord Drakkoon’s castle when her energy is drained barely escaping the Under Realm
with her life. Briksanna is drained of
energy in the Earth Realm. She contacts
her friend, Katerina, who confirms the same had been felt in the Second Realm
resulting in the death of her lands.
Briksanna promises to bring help right before fainting in Nathanial’s
arms. In a dream sequence, Briksanna
recalls believing she is a victim of tragedy and embraces the desire for
vengeance. Nathanial takes Briksanna to
their room to have a surprise visit by Skaldanna’s seer Vakgdona. She informs him of a quest they will need to
embark on in order to gain the weapon needed for The Prophesy. Stark brings Briksanna’s twin daughters, who
are healers, to the room. Stark
reminisces on his past relationship with Nathanial while heading to get
something to eat. Nathanial feels unsure
of his capabilities of being a king and shares it with Stark. Intent on forgetting Nathanial and Briksanna explore
their love, embrace their heated desire allowing their emotions free reign.
Stark is surprised when the Goddess Merridian appears out of
nowhere seeking shelter before passing out in his arms. He takes her to the infirmary turning her
over to the twins. The twins explain, to
the rest of the family, the dynamics of energy and High Royalty distribution of
energy on Skaldanna. Briksanna doesn’t believe
she can trust Merridian and she offers a truce allowing Briksanna to access her
memories. Briksanna explains what is to
be expected while on Skaldanna as royalty and how energy is the sole source of
life in all the realms. The warrior
interacts with Lord Drakkoon, further acknowledging his hatred for him. He reflects on The Mistress as his protector while
he cherishes the medallion she gave him and together they will destroy Lord
Drakkoon.
The next day, all family members prepare to leave for
Skaldanna. Nathanial reflects on his own
personal trust issues while Briksanna and Katerina form a portal successfully
transporting everyone. Briksanna is
surprised to find, Hawk, the general of her father’s royal guards waiting for
her. Mistakenly reacting to aggression
from Hawk, the twins threaten Hawk at sword point until Briksanna forces them
to release him. They go to the castle
and engage in heated discussions forcing Merridian to reveal herself as a
Goddess. Everyone agrees to survey the
damage to the Second Realm. Briksanna
speculates on the possibility of a different villain acting out these attacks.
In the west wing of the castle two guards assigned to the
wing disrespect Briksanna and Nathanial.
Suddenly the lovers fight viciously, attempting to kill one
another. Merridian sees an evil spell
weaving around them and she breaks the spell rendering Nathanial and Briksanna
unconscious. Katerina says she witnessed
the day Briksanna’s family had been killed by the same magic. Nathanial and Briksanna awaken horrified by
their memories and reassure themselves of their love. Nathanial leaves to survey the land with the
men and Briksanna seeks Katerina and one of the twins to view the grounds
outside.
Appalled at the destruction within the land, Briksanna
embraces the core energy from Skaldanna collaborating with one of the twins,
they sing the land back to life. Briksanna
embraces her role as High Queen understanding The Prophesy more clearly. Nathanial worries when the lightning begins,
only to be caught up in the energy tsunami flying through the realm, effectively
erasing his insecurities, strengthening his resolve to be the leader he wants
to be. Racing back to where the women were,
Nathanial orders everyone to the castle.
Heading to their rooms, Briksanna gets violently ill revealing
she is pregnant with their first child dictated by The Prophesy. She expresses her fears for their child and
the children they have fostered together along with the impact being pregnant
will have on their reign in the near future.
Nathanial replaces all her doubts with his love. She accepts his love, trusting him with
everything she has. He accepts his role
as High King knowing she will forever stand beside him never in front of
him. Together they accept their roles
within The Prophesy.
Author Bio
Although I have only been physically writing for two years the ideas that conceived my first novel have been percolating in my mind for many years. In many ways I found life experiences influencing my story although written in fantasy format.
Nelson Mandela's words inspired me:
"There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living."
No truer words could have been said. After my first cancer battle three years ago, I was in the frame of mind of surviving trying to get back to my swing of things. Problem was I couldn't. I wasn't the same person anymore. Then I relapsed by the end of the first year. Came through that experience exhausted and have had multiple tumors pop up ever since. To say my health being a mental/physical challenge is putting it mild.
I realize what I left behind in that operating room in 2010 was my passion. Cancer can't take that away, I put it away along with my drive and ambition. My creative muse happily skipped right along with the rest of them. I had to discover myself. Well here I am three years post my first surgery and even if I have to do it again in a few months, so what! I refuse to settle for a life less than what I can create for myself.
I live in Sonoma County heart of the wine country of California enjoying life in the rural land happily married to a wonderful supportive husband. You can always find me reading a book, cooking a meal for our multitude of children or playing with our dog, Taylor.
Although I have only been physically writing for two years the ideas that conceived my first novel have been percolating in my mind for many years. In many ways I found life experiences influencing my story although written in fantasy format.
Nelson Mandela's words inspired me:
"There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living."
No truer words could have been said. After my first cancer battle three years ago, I was in the frame of mind of surviving trying to get back to my swing of things. Problem was I couldn't. I wasn't the same person anymore. Then I relapsed by the end of the first year. Came through that experience exhausted and have had multiple tumors pop up ever since. To say my health being a mental/physical challenge is putting it mild.
I realize what I left behind in that operating room in 2010 was my passion. Cancer can't take that away, I put it away along with my drive and ambition. My creative muse happily skipped right along with the rest of them. I had to discover myself. Well here I am three years post my first surgery and even if I have to do it again in a few months, so what! I refuse to settle for a life less than what I can create for myself.
I live in Sonoma County heart of the wine country of California enjoying life in the rural land happily married to a wonderful supportive husband. You can always find me reading a book, cooking a meal for our multitude of children or playing with our dog, Taylor.
Expert:
“I mean it, Bri,
I’m going to take care of you first then you and I can talk, deal? That is the best I can offer after all we
have been through tonight.” Sounding
very serious he was putting all his mental effort to block her from his
thoughts so she was unable to ascertain if he was lying or not. He wanted her to trust him.
Looking at her
mate her grin managed to reach her eyes for the first time in many years, “Deal
Mate.” Two can play at that game.
He stilled his
body, eyes turning a molten green, like an animal ready to pounce before
shaking it off knowing he needed to put her needs before his allowing the cool
Nate to come to the forefront. Smiling
he picked her up, “Mrs. Angelo, you have made me a very proud man. I swear I will do all that I can to keep my
promise to both you and the Goddess. Now
let’s get you showered, some food in you and a clean change of clothes. With the way I am feeling right now not
necessarily in that order.”
“Warm or hot?”
he asked walking into the large bathroom.
“What?” Licking her lips he wondered what it would
feel like to have his arms wrapped around her all night long. She seemed distracted by his touch before,
but now she couldn’t keep her thoughts in the present tense. She kept projecting her own fantasies of them
together under the running water, he was afraid he would lose his cool and jump
her. If she didn’t get her head out of
the gutter soon he was going to combust from his own desires boiling inside of
him.
He smiled at her
knowing she was distracted with her own private thoughts and this touched his
heart knowing he excited her with just a thought. They were the same reasons he was struggling
with by putting her basic needs first.
He did not need her attacking him like an animal clearly as her mind was
demanding her to do because if she did he wouldn’t last a second.
“Water, warm or
hot?” He repeated poised by the head of
the shower stall.
“Warm,
please.” Shaking her head slightly
trying to clear her thoughts he figured she should try deep breathing if
focusing on the present moment continued to fail her. Goodness sakes, she was acting like a crazed
teenager around him and he liked it.
Suddenly feeling
doubtful of her worth to him sobered up her libido real quick. She stole a quick glance at him hoping to
reassure herself of his commitment towards her but he saw her looking at him
from the corner of his eyes anyway.
I have got to let go of this self-doubt. Those thoughts have no place between us in
this moment. If I say that enough times
maybe I will believe it?
Setting her down
carefully on the bathroom counter, holding her around the waist with one arm he
leaned into the shower stall to turn on the water. She was too quiet for his liking, because
after turning the water on he turned back and stared at her. After a couple of debatable seconds he went
with his gut pulling her into a hug wrapping his massive arms around her
filling his senses with her scent. She
had endured so much. He wanted to give
her so much and not frighten her with his presence in her life in the
process. He knew he was the man for her
and she was the woman for him but she still had a hard time with trusting despite
what her heart and mind were saying.
There was still a piece of her she kept hidden. Some things were just hard for her to let go
of. That he could defiantly understand.
Will she ever
trust him enough so they could endure The Prophesy and defeat Lord Drakkoon? More importantly could he trust her to endure
the upcoming battle for the sake for the universe? What a complete mess this was. When he dreamed of confronting Bri with the
truth of his feelings for her he didn’t count on all of this drama to go with
it. Frowning he thought about where his
thoughts were heading. He would lay down
his life for her no matter what, so what the hell was he worried about? For him there was no one else in the world he
would rather spend his days with. She
was the one for him and there was nothing anyone could do or say that would cause
him to betray her trust.
He let go of her,
turned around and adjusted the water temperature. She heard a stray thought from him float by
her like a breeze in the bathroom.
I don’t know if I can trust her not to forget
me. She has been alive longer than I can
imagine. I don’t even know if there is
someone else on Skaldanna waiting for her to come back to. She could have someone who’s been waiting for
her all this time and I show up. She
deserves someone who has more knowledge in all of this prophesy stuff than
me. What can I bring to the table that I
have gained in my whopping thirty six years of life?
He was
frightened he would not measure up to the man she needed him to be in order for
her to succeed with her role in The Prophesy.
She understood, in that moment, he had always been in the present tense
with her. What was going on in that very
moment, between the both of them, was the most important thing in his world and
he knew it. He had not been keeping the
truth of his commitment to her hidden, she had chosen not to look into his heart
seeing what was right in front of her. This man was her chosen mate and she believed
she had chosen well. Her father would be
proud of her choice.
“You are my
purpose now, Nathanial.” she said quietly from behind, placing her hand on the
small of his back to reassure him of her presence. “I will do the will of the Gods for the sake
of the universe but never lose sight that I do this for the sake of the life of
our future son.”
Turning around
slowly, Nate looked at her for just a few moments, and then gave a clipped
nod. “Let me help you get out of these
clothes.” Keeping his eyes trained on
her beautiful lips he pulled her t-shirt over her head. He looked like a man who was staring at the
world’s greatest problem and she was the answer.
He reached around
her and unclasped her bra careful not to frighten her with his actions. “You are beautiful to me.” Pulling the bra away slowly gazing at her
making her feel like the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. “You are so beautiful to me.” Bringing his eyes up to her face she
recognized the aroused expression on his face mirrored hers.
“Baby, I want
you more than I want to breathe, right now, but what kind of husband would I be
to you if I start this relationship off being selfish?” His voice sounded deeper, gravely like he was
straining to get the words out. His
voice sent chills up her spine despite her warmth and she was getting hotter by
the second.
Knowing how
exhausted she was, he bent on one knee to unlace her boots. Lifting her right leg he pulled off one boot
repeating the action with her other foot.
Still in a kneeling he reached up to unbutton her pants and pulled the
zipper down holding his breath until the zipper went as far as it could
go. Chancing a look at her face before
he continued with pulling her pants down, he wanted to make sure she was ok
with him helping her undress. She
stopped him mid motion with a slight touch of her hands.
“I can hear your
thoughts as if they are my own. I want
you to know before we go any further, I have never laid with a man.” Not waiting for his response, she
straightened her shoulders hoping down from the counter pulling her pants down
in front of him while he remained kneeling in front of her.
What was he going to say? Here I am old enough to be his grandmother,
more than several times removed, and I am just a plain virgin.
Grabbing her
hand before she could step into the shower, he said “There is nothing plain
about you. I am both humbled and honored
that you have chosen me to share your love, no don’t look away, that’s right, I
said love. Bri, I will not turn away
from this thing we have to go through. I
love you more than I want to breathe. I
may have doubts now and then, but in the end I will always do the right
thing. Now get in there and wash
up. The sooner you do that the sooner we
can eat.”
Eyes glistening
listening to his declaration of love for her, she felt another crack in the
armor she had built around her soul. “I
love you. I have wanted to say that for
a long time. I did not know how or if
you felt the same way. I was afraid to
tell you before, but am no longer.” Sounding
more confidant she pleaded with her eyes for him to believe her. “Thank you for being here with me. I do not know what I would have done if you were
not here with me. Truly, I do love you.”
Not hesitating
when he spoke next, “I love you forever”
Appearing as if
it was the hardest thing in the world to do, he closed his eyes, kissed her
lightly on the forehead then turned around and walked right out the bathroom,
closing the door, allowing her the privacy of a warm shower.
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