The Elektita series currently features two books and I am writing the third one now.
Aconite, Eterna and Deveno
Who knew a truck stop post card would send Alexis Davis' life spiraling out of control only to discover a supernatural destiny that she never knew existed.
Not wanting to follow in her mother's footsteps, she embarks on a new adventure. Armed with a fresh tattoo and desire for freedom, she winds up in the quaint fishing town of Reedsport, Oregon. Alex meets two men that awaken something frightening that was buried deep inside her very soul. Soon the lines between her past, present, and future become blurred. Now Alexis must decide who she can trust. A dark and mysterious coven that believes she is the only one who can restore their power that was lost long ago....or the two men who have hated each other for centuries because of her.
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Excerpt from Aconite.
"Stop!" I screamed into the dark room. Instantly the whirr of the ceiling fan seized along with the humming of the mini fridge. My breath caught in my throat at the sudden silence of the world around me. Even the noises outside my window seemed to fade into nothingness. Fear slammed down on all the craziness inside my head; fear of it all.
"That's it!" The air seemed to bow in resistance with my sudden outburst. It had stopped, too, heeding my command. I jerked the bottle off the table, slicing through the world’s resistance and headed for the door. The movements were forced, opposing the motionlessness that occupied the surrounding space. The hallway felt like a blessing; the air flowed as it should and I could hear the garbled sounds of televisions in other occupied rooms. Whatever was going on only affected my room. Linda wasn't at the front desk and I was more than thrilled that I didn't have to explain my growing insanity. I just needed to escape. I walked towards the water, the waves beckoning me out with them. The noises of the night seemed to be unaffected by whatever it was that had happened. I threw my head back in invitation, silently willing the dark serenity to consume me. As I reached the shore the water reflected a thousand night lights, giving life to the emotions that had resumed their battle inside of me. I perched myself on a large rock, letting its strength and solidity anchor me down. The water's salty tears splattered against my skin, giving life to the tears that flowed from me. I cried with her, sharing my tears, letting them ride the waves together. I drank and raged with the night. Wind whipped around me, cocooning me in its embrace; protecting me from my growing madness. I could almost hear the soft bay of the wolves along the waves which drove a burst of laughter through my tears. I sounded hollow and unlike myself. I chucked the bottle which only had a few swallows left into the cold expanse, listening to the glass shatter through the ocean song.
I felt completely lost, consumed in the night. I couldn't find the thoughts that would give me an answer to what was happening to me. I watched as the ocean’s anger took its course all around me. Something about this night had her up in arms as well. At this moment I was in the company of a kindred soul. I sat still, letting her fight out her anger. I let the ocean have its turn to cry. Finally the waves began to glide and sway, ceasing its angry dance. The winds brushed against my cool skin, wiping away the remainder of my tears. We were both exhausted and spent; our emotional turmoil sated. Weariness left my body and mind heavy as I worked to make it back to the Inn before it gave out completely. The front desk remained empty and unwelcoming as I passed. I couldn't fight the exhaustion–not even to strip away my grief soaked clothes, letting sleep take over.
Teasers from Aconite
Faced with the realization that not only do witches, werewolves and who knows what else truly exist. Alexis Davis comes face to face with fate. The Elekita have played their hand and now it is time for her to decide if she will rise to the occasion or succumb to her volatile destiny. As Alexis’ power rises, danger seems to pop up at every turn. A past, present and future that span over this life and the lives that she has lost, haunt her every dream. Glimpses into who she has yet to be, cause her to question each decision she is forced to make. Alexis comes face to face with revelations that may ultimately help or hinder. Alliances questioned as she heads full force into a storm built from revelations, secrets and lies. While fighting for, not only her fate, but the fate of the world, love seems to have picked a fight of its own. A choice between a dark and brooding Sebastian Gates and Jonathon Evans with his kind heart and tender soul is made more difficult as motives are questioned and truths become lies. Can this life become the last? Will Alexis tap into her control and finally get the answers she deserves?
“What none of you seem to realize is if I give all of you who you want, I will be lost. I cannot be Alesiya for you, Alexandria for Sebastian and whoever else I need to be for the rest. I would go crazy. Alexis,” I slammed my fist into my chest, “would be lost. Do none of you care about me?” I screamed my anger into the space surrounding us. The urgency in my words had Richland frozen to the floor. Not by magic but understanding. He got it; he understood what all this was doing to me. I didn’t think any of the lifetimes before this had really put it in those terms. Cold air blasted all around us as my anger picked up its pace. I turned to leave. He wasn’t going to stop me now. Instead, I walked right into Jonathon’s hard chest. I groaned into the folds of his leather jacket. Nothing about this man could be anyone else. If safe and tender could have an odor then Jonathon would be that perfect scent. I wanted to curl into his arms and hide away, ignoring the world. No matter what my body said about Sebastian, Jonathon still had his place.
Author Christine Alvarez