The messenger’s ghostly words tickled her ear and caused the shaking to cease. Mariella’s eyes snapped open. The flame of fear was immediately snuffed out and replaced by something that burned even hotter-the spirit of power, tempered by love, directed by a sound mind. She lifted her chin and stared at the wall of churning blackness. It was then that the lightning struck. She basked in its power, for the lightning was hers. It is here in the depths of the mountain and the heights of the stars that the saga ends. One way or the other, it ends.
This is it! The end of The Ameron Chronicles! I can’t believe that it’s already over! I read this entire series in less than two weeks and now I’m bummed that there wasn’t the next book in the next serie...Read More