The Keeper and the Key - Softcover

Oleksak, Joi Riker

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1449018661 ISBN 13: 9781449018665

Verlag: AuthorHouse, 2009

Inhaltsangabe

Jordan Parker is twelve years old. She has no idea that she was born in the magical world or that she has imminent powers. Jordania, her birthmother, knew her baby possessed these gifts. War had broken out the night of Jordan's birthday and all felt a new power shifting the balance between good and evil. With the Dark Army on the rise searching for the source of power, Jordania is forced to give up and hide her baby in the human world for her safety. Jordania continues to fight on her daughter's behalf in the hope of reuniting her family while Lord Xyler continues his quest to find Jordan before she can use her magic to take control of both worlds. Upon her thirteenth birthday, Jordan is sent to the Wentworth Home for Wayward Children where she befriends Willie Mooney, a boy who also has no knowledge of his magical gifts. Together they quickly discover their lives are not at all what they seem, and accidentally transported themselves to the magical world. Meeting friends and magical creatures throughout their journey, their destiny and their true identities are slowly revealed. They alone hold the power to restore balance in the magical world.

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The Keeper and The Key

By Joi Riker Oleksak

AuthorHouse

Copyright © 2009 Joi Riker Oleksak
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ISBN: 978-1-4490-1866-5

Chapter One

A Legend Waiting

Jordania Reddrick paced nervously across the kitchen floor watching out the window and waiting anxiously for her husband to return from work. He was nearly an hour late. Jordania, now more than a week overdue with the arrival of their first child, found it impossible to relax while her husband was away. It had been a long, hard pregnancy and she feared the event would come without him by her side. For the past few weeks she had awful, dreadful nightmares about the birth. She knew in her heart something was going to go horribly wrong. Her eyes were fixed upon the forest when finally she saw a silhouette approaching their small, cozy cottage. As the figure appeared, "Oh finally. Aremist, thank goodness your home. Where have you been?"

"What a day at work today. How's my princess doing?" Aremist asked with a kiss to her cheek.

"I'm not feeling so well today. The baby has been kicking quite a bit. I feel as if I'm going to explode if the baby doesn't decide to come out soon," she replied, rubbing her stomach. "Aremist," she said with a more serious tone, "I just know something is wrong."

Aremist looked at his wife with a loving smile while placing his hand on her belly. "Jordania my sweet, you're letting your imagination get the best of you. We have tried for so long to have a baby, it's only natural to be worried. The doctor said three and a half months along can be normal for your first pregnancy. You have to stop trying to convince yourself something is wrong. It's not good for you to worry so much. Come, sit, and get off your feet. I'll fix us both a plate." Aremist went to the pot hanging over the fireplace. "Acorn stew, one of my favorites," he said as he dished to bowls.

Jordania sat at the table, knowing it was pointless to tell him yet again, a mother just knows these things. She knew the response would be the same as so many times before. You're not a mother yet, just pregnant with the same fears as anyone has who is and has been expecting before. You and the baby are both just fine. What Aremist did not understand was that Jordania was right; something was very wrong, as they would both soon find out.

"Tell me about work today," she said in attempt to occupy her mind.

"Well," Aremist said as he swallowed a bite of stew "it started off very dull, as always. Humans are so very mundane, going about their days as if they were all that existed. While I was walking through Lemwick, a drunken man came stumbling out of Piggly's Pub ..."

"Oh Aremist," Jordania interrupted, "not another laugh at a human's expense." Jordania liked the humans, finding some to be rather sweet and intriguing.

Aremist gave a smug chuckle. "Anyway, the drunk man could barely walk. He then spotted a snake. He tripped, falling over his own feet numerous times. What a fool he made of himself. He finally caught the snake. However, as I drew closer I realized it was no snake he caught." Aremist was laughing finding it hard to continue.

"What was it that he caught?" Jordania asked. Aremist was laughing too hard to answer. "Aremist stop, tell me what it was."

Finally, he managed to spit the words out, "It was Graut."

Jordania gasped, "Graut! Did you warn the human?"

"No," answered Aremist as he was still laughing. "Now why would I go ahead and do something like that? The human was playing with what he thought was a snake, marveling at what a great catch he had made. I didn't stick around, although I have to admit I would have loved to see the look on the human's face when he realized it was not a snake, but rather a grobert he caught."

"Aremist, That's awful, yelled Jordania. "Honestly, I cannot believe you did nothing. And what if Graut revealed magic? He isn't very bright you know."

"Oh, Jordania, relax. Graut might be a dumb grobert, but he is not stupid. Worst-case scenario, a drunken man would mysteriously disappear. What's the big deal anyway? I bet no one would even miss him."

Jordania knew her husband did not care for humans, but she never thought he would let a grobert mix amongst them. Some magical beings could transform themselves into other shapes. groberts could transform into reptiles. They possess no other magic ability, but rather depend on brute strength. A full-sized grobert is about five feet tall and almost the same wide. They are very stocky and almost never bathe. Their skin is thick and rough acting like a scaly armor. They have large noses but small eyes and very poor eyesight. groberts can talk, but they grunt so much it's hard to understand what they say. It is a rare sight to see one in grobert form as it is easier for them to find food as a sneaky reptile as opposed to a clumsy oaf.

Jordania and Aremist Reddrick are both fairies. Fairies have more magical power than human tales tell. They too can transform. They transform into human shape allowing them to observe the human world. Fairies take the job of concealing magic of most importance. They have the power to clean up is exposed. Most are kind natured and peaceful, protecting magic as best they can. Although peaceful, fairies are awesome warriors in times of battle. They are mistakenly seen as no threat due to their small size.

Sitting in disbelief, Jordania asked her husband why he hated and resented humans as he did. There was a long silence when Jordania reached across the table placing her hand on her husbands, "Aremist?"

Aremist thought the world of his sweet beautiful wife. The last thing he wanted was for Jordania to think of him as a coward. He struggled for a moment as he tried to swallow. It was as if he had a mouth full of pride, which he found very difficult to get down.

"I ... I was a small lad, "he started. "No more the size of that a smigott the first time my dad took me deep into the forest. It was to be my first lesson of how to transport anywhere I desired. I was eager to please my dad. I wanted him to beam with pride when he looked at me, telling all of the village what a smart, brave son he had. He would repeat the story over never growing tired of telling the tale of his wonderful son. All I knew of transporting was that it had something to do with the mirrored mushrooms." Aremist took a deep breath before continuing. "Along the way we ran into Mr. Demory. He and my father were discussing important business of a family of humans that were to be closely watched. I grew tired of listening to the boring detail of the family. I happened to spot a mirrored mushroom. My dad saw what I was about to do and well before he could finish yelling my name, I picked it. The forest began spinning, so fast in fact I could hardly breathe. I could hear my dad still yelling my name, but it seemed so far off in the distance. Panic overtook me. I did not know what I had done or what was to become of me. All I could say to myself was please don't go to the suspicious family of humans over and over. Unaware of how transporting works, that's exactly where I found myself. I landed abruptly, falling to my knees. I looked around and saw some sort of a garden like no other I had seen before. The flowers and shrubs were so neatly organized, it was disturbing. Nothing grew as it wanted, but rather was cut and trimmed in to perfect shapes. In the middle of this garden was a huge bench. I did not wish to see who was so large as to need such a bench. There were frozen creatures scattered within the...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: AuthorHouse
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2009
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1449018661
• ISBN 13: 9781449018665
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 124
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