K.R. Jordan announces her first solo release...
I have known K.R. (River) for a number of years now, and I have to say that there is one thing that always intrigued me about her writing style...
Her ability to create new and amazing worlds!
Riftglade is but the latest example of her abilities. As I write my stories, I am constantly trying to weave mystery and adventure into our everyday world. Even with my few forays into sci-fi, the universe I am dealing with will basically be a different version of our own.
I am humbled at the thought of creating a completely different universe...and yet K.R. Jordan seems to do it effortlessly, while making her characters both believable and very REAL!
Here's a synopsis of the story!
The beautiful fairy, Princess Yaliza, is forced to leave her beloved kingdom to find her true destiny. Flying above an
Overland rift forest, she is gravely
wounded, falling unconscious to the ground and into Riftglade where her
Although this is her first solo offering, Riftglade is far from K.R.'s first published story
Her story Leela has been included in the Vamptasy Publishing's anthology Red Wine with much acclaim: (Orphaned at a young age, Leela is raised by Halo, her father's best-friend and trained as a warrior to fight against the evil Sifters.)
Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly's (CHBB's) anthology Dark Light, also contains her story Alba: (After graduation, young Alba moves to Maryland to go to college where she discovers the devious machinations of a power hungry young man.)
She has also contributed to Blue Fire Heat by Scott Prussing as a co-author with her story Sweet Enchantment : (Rave and Leesa have been in love forever but cannot express that love like normal teenagers would. Tonight, while she dreams, they will consummate their love.)
Links to these stories below
Her father was a fisherman that always had a Louis L'amour paperback in his back pocket, while her mother would read anything and everything she could get her hands on.
K.R.'s own personal love of reading and writing began at a very young age. She would spend hours at the local library checking out as many books as they would allow.
She writes under the names K.R. Jordan or River Jordan. Writing mostly fiction, she is also obsessed with writing a personal history of her family.
Still living on the Gulf Coast of Texas with her family, she enjoys writing, reading, fishing and the great outdoors!
I have asked K.R. to include a small narrative about her story...
The sky is absolute black, thick clouds obscuring any starlight. Other than the occasional whomp of snow laden branches releasing their heavy tenants, the midnight is silent.
On a clear night, the iced countryside of Overland shimmers in deep dark purples as it absorbs the light from the stars overhead. But this night, everything is dark as onyx; the occasional gloomy twinkle playing peek-a-boo with the eventide.
The currents of the atmosphere sense a disturbance, shifting and shivering as if in expectation of some cyclopean storm. Intruding in the peaceful song of the frozen ebony sleep comes a sweet, but perplexing hum.
At once it is as if the things of nature recognize the color of the exciting hum. The snow covered hills begin to glow warmly, a rhapsody of inner light coating the frozen tundra. In moments the air snaps to attention, exuding the scent of ancient virgin forests untouched by fae. A mix of pine, cedar and oak, fighting to dominate, release their heady perfume into the ozone.
An obscurity of bright and colorful streaks stream from over the mountains miles away. Red blending into purple; purple blending into indigo; indigo into pink evinces a masterpiece of surrealism.
If you stopped time in that instant before the ancient one was impelled by the Realm of Clouds to reach out and taste fate, you would see an amazing sight. If you hovered in the face of the masterpiece of light and color, you would behold the sorrowful expression of an exquisite fairy. Long red hair flowed out behind her as she flies. Drawing your attention would be the reddest lips and the most beautiful blue eyes. Rimming those eyes, which are at once clear and open but deep and dark as well, were the darkest lashes. The whisper of a crystalline tear hovered at the edges of those nymph eyes; the tears stretching out with the speed at which she flew.
This paragon of beauty is Princess Yaliza, daughter of Vodianyk, High King of All You See.
Come and join Princess Yaliza on her adventure in Riftglade by K.R. Jordan.*
*Riftglade contains some mild erotica
You can find K.R. Jordan's other stories here!: