Book Excerpt: Roses Bones

Roses Bones © 2017 Keefe R.D

PROLOGUE

It was the last day of winter 2012 in Manhattan.

People kept on humming their melancholy chanting. Their eyes were heavy with tears and anger. People were obligated to wear black coat in this Remembrance Day of Lydia Brimham’s Death. Those who won’t obey the rule would be ostracized by the folks here. It was like a culture—black symbolized respect upon her death.

The sky turned kind of dark at nine a.m. in Time Square. The Gregorian chanting was ended at the same time the snowstorm came uproar, and slowly, people dismissed themselves.

There was one who covered her neck with a red scarf, walking confidently among the crowd. Her long straight hair mingled with the snow color. Her emerald green eyes stared at the avenue, sharp and eager. She knew best how to approach, and in the count of three, she came.

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Sylvie Elle was hiding her face under the red umbrella, walking in the middle of the crowd when the sky had turned bright again. She wore a black coat and a red scarf.

She had to help restoring the perfect puzzle, and her mission was to be continued. She knew how to find the right person. But then, it came a distraction, her mind went off when something wasn’t fall into place.

A week ago, she had observed the place before this Remembrance Day was held. It took place in a coffee shop with a brown canopy across the road. He was there every morning, sitting alone with the latest newspaper and a bitter cup of coffee. She always noticed his movement with her hawk eyes. And behind the glass window, she had waited for him.

Five minutes later, he walked out from the coffee shop. He was an old man, carrying newspaper in his armpit. He wore a gray flat cap and a black coat. When Elle followed him walking from behind, he turned his back suddenly to notice that something was off.

“How long have you been following me around, angel?” His voice sounded hoarse, and he chuckled afterward. “Well, if you call yourself an angel.”

She chuckled sarcastically.

“What is it that you want?” He approached her a little closer “—but firstly, I knew that you’ve been following me for a while. I don’t think such an angel would have time to grab a coffee.”

“You’ve noticed,” she murmured.

“Oh, so you think I wouldn’t know even you covered your pretty face behind your umbrella, and watching in the corner of the pavement from afar?”

“You’re smart, but—” she smiled, “life won’t just stop there. The political issue and family matters, which you couldn’t run away from all that.”

“I saw them on the television these days, still as phenomenal as they used to be,” his eyes stared away at the tall building next to them as he spoke “—making a huge mistake that goes public. They are poor little souls.”

“You’re right, it is a matter that related to your family—the Aloise,” she shouted agreed with him. “You need to be there for them.”

He glanced sorrowfully at her, but he decided to take a deep breath and just left her behind. Nonetheless, Elle followed him persistently.

“How’s she?” He asked without staring back at her. “My affection for her will be unjust with this partition between us.”

Elle could read his thought like a shallow river, since she knew instantly of whom he was referring, “Catherine is doing fine.”

He stopped walking to face her, and his mouth went crumpled along with his wrinkled forehead, and he spoke, “I don’t know if I’ll be able to meet her before I die. I’m too old for this matter.”

Elle stared pitifully at him, “You’ll find out when the time is right.”

 

Chapter 1—Metamorphosis

Her favorite place in here was the backyard terrace, which added with a beautiful view full of lavender flowers and the invigorating smell. New Rochelle neighborhood was only a temporary living place for her. This was Aunt Sarah’s place, located in the Bronx.

Her eyes stared boldly at the pretty flowers, looking for inspirations, and the words suddenly echoed on her mind, it was something that Elle had said before she disappeared, “You might have wondered, why this life has been leading you to a new perspective. This is the real world.”

After that day, it felt like a fresh start, as if everything had been erased from her mind. She almost forgot all of the sadness and tragedy that happened in the past. However, she felt something was missing, but she didn’t know what it was, like there was a hole in her heart.

The strangest thing, she couldn’t retrieve some moments she had with Elle and Marissa. All that she could remember that they were the caretaker of the Aloise family by now.

But after all, it was just her own thought that bothered her.

There was no precise thought at the time, especially for leaving her Dad alone in Brooklyn. She hadn’t made up her mind about what to do with her apartment in Bronx, so she decided to live with Aunt Sarah for a while.

She had been attending college regularly, so ordinary, and boring. She was in the middle of her third semester now.

Life had changed swiftly. She would turn nineteen soon this October 2013. She hadn’t planned anything significant for her future, but she already had a part-time job twice a week as an errand girl. Life seemed hard at the time that she had no idea of what to do next.

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Book Excerpt: White Foxes

White Foxes © 2016 Keefe R.D

PROLOGUE

The news had propagated around New York like no other oddity ever posted. The murder case wasn’t the only number rank in the providence company. They never played an easy game, but a dangerous one. People clamored out their name, not their tantrum.

The rumor was between the truth and lie that no one could deny their power, since the ordinary exception could be touched by anyone for the momentary phenomenon, and the extraordinary perspective was going to become one of their contemporaneity guilty.

The acknowledgment had everything dealt with the winner. People always thought about it as the higher stratum, infinity, and coldness.

On the other side, the reporters wouldn’t want to catch that, they rather gained a real tantrum and an episode of dying, because they were all believed in the oddity.

Grievously, the kindness didn’t come from the frightening assemblage of White Foxes.

 

1. THE BEGINNING

Cathy Charlotte

The apartment had a good skyscraper prospect of brown building. The yellow cab taxis were parked against some small shops that seemingly dimmed out from the lights. The state that they called the Bronx was the fourth largest population in New York City’s five boroughs.

On the first Saturday of July, both of them finally decided to come to the Bronx after moved out from the Rose Hill neighborhood in the city of New Rochelle where Sarah lived. Eventually, Haile was the one who insisted to leave with peace. She was in the state of worriment, although she had a thought to have a short meditation in a mountain hill that might help, it seemed profoundly too much since her decision was final.

The lobby was truly simplicity even it looked extensive from the main entrance, merely in the Parkchester Apartment. A few residents just walked out from the elevator with their depressing faces. The new city seemingly filled with some of ignorant people, which was way different from many of smiley townsman in Bisbee. At least, there would always be someone who was kind-hearted to a new neighbor.

Cathy came up with another box to the fifth floor. At the same time she arrived, her mom thanked an old bald man who just lifted a heavy box to their door.

“Oh, let me introduce my daughter—Cathy,” and vice versa, she introduced him to her, “and this is Mr. Donald—our smiley-nice-neighbor.”

They got giggled together with his new nickname.

Swiss Donald was sixty-year-old bald man who lived next door. He was a strong man for someone at his age, and surely he had manner as he was very generous at their first arrival.

“Oh, let me bring it for you,” he forced to take away the box from her arms.

Cathy accidentally sounded jerking, “No, please,” and felt guilty about it, she quickly smiled, “I can bring it by myself, I don’t want to burden you.”

“Come on, I don’t feel that way,” he insisted and took the box away from her. “As soon as I knew there would be a new neighbor, I was so excited.”

It seemed that they were the only living people in this fifth floor. However, she felt really lucky on this first day of moving out, to have him as the man next door that unlike the rest of neighbors here, who pretended acting nescience.

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Book Excerpt: Royal Arcanum

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Royal Arcanum © 2016 Keefe R.D

PROLOGUE

Under the dark sky, only the moon shone over the strange ravine. All that she saw was a girl who called out her name. If only she could tell who that white-haired girl was. She had a pale white skin covered with brown collared shirt. Her emerald-green eyes were remarkably bright within the darkness, staring intensely from afar.

Dreaming had never been so painful when it felt like sadness. She wanted to cry from all the things that had been terrifying her in the past three months. The haunting dreams felt like the projection of the past. She felt every moment when she saw that beautiful girl, but just—something wasn’t human about her.

If this was real, she might scream and ran away from the dream, because the girl kept on echoing one name; Kathleen.

 

CHAPTER 1—SENIOR YEAR

Everything was dark as the moon covered behind the black clouds. The sky blurred and turned into the white ceiling in her bedroom. She screamed out and coughed painfully. It got worse once she realized that a warm hand had been patting her shoulder.

“Hey, wake up!” Her mom worried. “What happened?”

She tried to sit steady and woke up with her messy brown-mahogany hair and bad eye-bags.

Her mom sat worriedly beside her, bewildering. “It seems you have a bad dream.”

“I did,” she stared back at her mom’s brown eyes that looked deep and sharp. “The same dream almost every night. I told you.”

Her mom kissed her head, and went to open the curtains. “Come downstairs after you take a shower, the breakfast is ready.”

“But—”

She already pushed the door open, but she held still when she could feel her daughter’s restless feeling.

“She’s calling me Kathleen for million times,” her voice was hoarse. “Precisely, my name is Cathy, short for Catherine.”

“You had been consuming too much fairy tale in the past few months, it might manifest into a dream.”

“Those books and this dream are not the same—”

“If you want to discuss the superstition with me, you should stop and hurry to take a shower.”

Cathy annoyed when her mom slammed the door. It was useless to tell her about what happened in those strange recurring dreams. Her mom wasn’t the type who believed in any kind of metaphysical stories.

But what more absurd at this time, she felt waking up as if she had not slept at all since it happened. Although it was hard to ignore, she had to rise from bed.

When she took her cell phone, Josh had sent her a picture—the one that was taken with his grandmother in Austria.

He was her best friend, the best man who had been her closest friend since they were in elementary school. She smiled, looking at their happiness. She missed the good holiday, and there was just no time for the family trip since her dad was super busied with his work. At least, she enjoyed spending last month school holiday with reading books. Nevertheless, she finally felt ready to welcome her senior year. Continue reading

First Look at Roses Bones Synopsis

Roses Bones is the third installment in the Royal Arcanum Series, will be published online via Amazon in 07 September 2017, and the paperback version will be published around the third week of September.

Here’s the first look at the synopsis of Roses Bones;

Enjoy!

Synopsis:

Once upon a time, there were mystical roses.

There’s an ancient story about Roses Bones; the wooden box of royal treasure that contains with the forbidden knowledge from the hands of archangel, and one of the knowledge tells a tale about the mystical Black Roses that can help to rectify the past.

Ever since Cathy Charlotte fears the mystery of the future, she has a strong urge to seek for Roses Bones. And with all the madness that can happen within House of Aloise, she wants to believe in the power of Black Roses that can save her royal family from the dark hearts.

But there’s a hole in her memory, like something’s gone missing. It prevents her from recalling all of the supernatural things that happened before, but everything makes perfect sense once she encounters Sylvia Elle again, who admitted as the one who erased her memories.

The angel says; you can’t save those who don’t want to be saved.

But for Cathy, she wants to believe in her own faith. Apparently, she has to encounter a terrifying journey before she can seek for the truth.

The Cryptic

The first time we moved in, we found an obsolete paper hung in front of the entrance door, the words said; this house is cursed, do not open!

My dad grimaced as he read that, that could be teenager’s prank. He had considered the whole sleepy town idea since some residents already warned us about the house, but there was no turning back, and he already bought it anyway.

The Victorian house looked uncanny and old. The dusts and cobwebs had been covering every corner of the space. I hated the idea if the house might be haunted by an old story and ghosts. More strangely, no mirrors hung in each bedroom, but the only one I found was in the living room. Some rumors said that the mirror was the heart of this house. Who would seriously believe that?

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The First Achievement for The Salt Prejudice

This is a late post, because the good news already appeared since Tuesday, on 19th January 2016. The Salt Prejudice has achieved rank # 92 as the Top 100 Amazon USA Bestsellers in Teen & Young Adult for Short Stories. It’s exciting because the book was having this achievement after five days from the publishing date.

Amazon Best Sellers Rank for The Salt Prejudice in first week

Amazon Best Sellers Rank for The Salt Prejudice in first week - 2

 

New Print Edition from Golden Arch Publishing

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WE ARE EXCITED TO TELL YOU!

Golden Arch Publishing is under the name of indie author and her assistant managing, it is an independent publisher. We have to celebrate this early year of 2016 with a new book release. The first book that published from us is The Salt Prejudice by Keefe R.D. Stay tune, because the Print edition will coming to your world!

Title: The Salt Prejudice: A Poetry for Souls

Author: Keefe R.D

Publisher: Golden Arch

Release date: Wednesday, 20 January 2016

Price: Rp. 47,000 (paperback)

*Price in Indonesian currency of Rupiah, we’re still working on shipping worldwide. 😀

 

But, if you’re also interest in eBook version, here’s the link:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/605122

 

You can purchase Pre-Order by filling this form:

 

 

The Salt Prejudice is officially available now. Wherever eBooks are sold!

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THE SALT PREJUDICE is now available on larger online distributors. Order yours!

 

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Synopsis:

What does it take for us to have a courage in life?
How one of a million hearts would hold to paint their life into a piece of poem? It is all written in a single poetry. Consists of ten spiritual poems and short stories about a bitter taste of life, sadness, joyousness, and living as a human being. That’s it: A poetry for souls.

Life is Unexpected Somehow

In the past two weeks, I guess, recently I feels something change within me. I don’t know how to perceive all those changes into my mind, or my brain. It’s like a slow transformation, starting from the way I dress, the way I style my appearance, the way I talk that ridiculously somehow it sounds like I came from a different era, I talk like a mature person than I used to be. Because of that, I’ve been saying this to myself, “Do you even hear yourself talking?”

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