Jewel’s Journey Across Time by Rose Montague and Ivy Logan

I teamed up with my friend awesome Author, Rose Montague . This is what happened when her character Jewel met Talia from my book .
JEWEL’S JOURNEY ACROSS TIME
-By Rose Montague and Ivy Logan
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN JEWEL FROM THE NORMA JEAN’S SCHOOL OF WITCHERY AND TALIA, FROM BROKEN MEET?
A witch and a sorceress from different timelines meeting for a brief moment in time, do they have anything in common? What do they talk about?
Read on to find out.
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Talia is on the run. It’s been a few months since she fled Aberevon. King Damien’s men are chasing her. With her gorgeous looks and cerulean blue hair hiding out is a challenge. She barely sleeps and has to be on her guard because she has no one else to depend on. No friend or family. She is alone.
This is when she meets Jewel.
Jewel is from the future. She accidentally stepped through a gateway in the Veil, the invisible barrier between worlds and timelines and reached the time to which Talia belongs.
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Talia has been on the run but her family was in hiding even before she was cast adrift. She just never realized it. The warmth and love of her parents and brother compensated for the lack of friends. Yet, meeting Jewel is special. It doesn’t matter to Talia that Jewel is from another time. This is the first young person, her own age she can actually relate to. For Talia, Jewel is like a much needed breath of fresh air. Will Jewel make a difference to Talia’s sagging spirits?
Jewel : Why are you so worried? I am the one who has stepped into the past, and I’m not sure how I will return to my own time.
Talia : You have a problem Jewel and every reason to worry. I hope I am able to help you get back. I know how important home and family are. I have a reason to worry too. I bet you would feel the same if you were in my shoes. A mad and wicked king wants to marry me because he thinks I am an enchantress.
Jewel : So are you one? An enchantress, I mean?
Talia : It’s kind of complicated.
Jewel : What do you mean? Either you are or you aren’t. So which one is it?
Talia : I just learned about my roots and my legacy a few months ago. My mother, Caitlin was a sorceress but she never used magic in front of me. I grew up believing that I was an ordinary human child. I didn’t know I was a half-blood. She…she died before she could teach me any magic. During my childhood years my powers made an appearance only when I was very angry or extremely upset. But I couldn’t control them then and even today the situation is much the same. What is the use of magic if you can’t use it when you need it?
Jewel starts laughing. Talia stares at her in amazement and with a hurt look on her face.
Talia : I thought you were my friend. I’ve never had a friend before. But you are laughing at me.
Jewel : Don’t feel bad Talia. The reason I laughed was because I am also almost in the same boat as you. But I am a witch, a bit like an enchantress. In our time we have a school to hone our witchcraft skills, though. I go to the ‘Norma Jean’s School of Witchery’. Despite that… Here is another reason for my laughter and your turn to promise not to laugh. We have a common problem. You say you have no control over your powers but at least you know that they are there. I can’t get even the most basic spells to work. Only Thor is able to help me.
Talia : Who is Thor? Your brother or father? Oh, Never mind! I get what you mean. You laughed, not at me but at the irony of the situation. Thank you for telling me the truth. I feel better now. I was so miserable before you got here. I didn’t think it could get worse. But it can. I can’t believe that I found a friend, someone like me and she has similar concerns. I don’t feel alone for the first time in a long time. How do you deal with the loneliness? Maybe I can get some ideas from you.
Jewel : I don’t have to because I am not alone. I have friends at school and they are always there for me. In fact I have to return home soon because a powerful magical device has been stolen and I have been recruited by a secret government agency made up of witches with special abilities to recover it. My friends always have my back.
Talia : Jewel you are so lucky. Lucky to have friends I mean. I had no one but my family and now they are all gone. I hope I find someone nice to trust someday. I like you but you will be going soon and I will be alone again. I hope you are not in any danger. I didn’t exactly understand everything you said but the work you are doing sounds dangerous.
Jewel : It is, but there is nothing I would rather do. I do like playing ‘Witch Pong’ for fun. What did you do in your free time?
Talia : Ah, well! I used to train a lot with my mother. She taught me to fight with swords and spears and also how to use the bow and arrow. Ah let me see.. Yes, I also often, disguised myself and hide in plain sight and my parents would try and spot me. I called this game ‘Hide-N-Seek’.
Jewel snorts.
Jewel : That sounds a lot like witch school. They only thing is your mother was your teacher. I didn’t ask about your training. I asked you what you used to do for fun, before your life on the run.
Talia smiles
Talia : I used to ride horses. I loved horses. We had our own stables and I had my own pony called ‘Liata’. Now I don’t know if I will ever have a horse of my own again. And yes one more thing, I used to play a lot with my younger brother, Joshua. But what is this witch tong?
Jewel starts laughing again.
Jewel : Witch Pong not Tong. It’s a game we witches play with magic balls and broomsticks. It is a whole lot of fun. I hope I get a chance to teach you some day.
At that moment an iridescent light falls on Jewel, she starts to fade. The air around her starts whooshing.
Talia : I think you are being pulled back into your own time, Jewel. I must say good-bye. It has been such a pleasure to meet you. I was feeling down and out, lonely and out of sorts but meeting you has shown me that everyone has problems. We have to find a way to deal with them, our own way. Thank you so much and good- bye, don’t forget, you have to teach me to play pong, someday. Farewell!
Jewel : Bye Talia. Be safe. Don’t lose hope and don’t let that king catch you. Until we meet again…..
‘Broken’ is Book One in The Breach Chronicles series by Ivy Logan. It is the tale of a young sorceress bereft of her powers but determined to avenge her family. She must rise from the ashes of destruction. Even though she thinks her heart is resistant, she can’t hide from love. Love find her and she finds the courage to stand tall. All that is Broken Is Not Lost.
Broken  releases on 1/12/17.
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Author: loganivy

FIRST THINGS FIRST Simply put I am here because I love books... I am extremely passionate about stories especially those steeped in mythical folklore, ancient myths, and legends and suffused with the magic of unique realms and supernatural worlds. I believe there is an alternate universe where magic, mysticism, and wonder still exist, a world where no reality is impossible. Discovering ourselves is an ongoing journey. From reading the next logical step was writing. I am the author of ‘The Breach’, an upcoming supernatural fantasy.For when I write about these worlds I become a part of them and learn more about myself each day. A PEEK INTO MY SOUL I am a realist but at the same time also a dreamer. To me, reading is a window into the hearts of others . Writing is the window to my imagination drawing from my glimpses of the world around me. The beauty of writing lies in the mind’s eye – what we see, the way we interpret it and finally how we translate it to paper. HOW I VIEW MY CHARACTERS To me, every character is multi-dimensional. There is no mere black or white perspective to a character. If a person is strong, we have to delve into what contributed to making them that way? Similarly, what are the fears, likes and loves of a character. That is what makes each one of them unique. It makes them what they are. No character should be just a filler in a story. If a character is evil, why is he or she that way? If a male character is not the central focus of a story, if he is okay with the girl in his life taking center stage I don’t see him as weak. I think he is a great guy and the kind that any girl would be lucky to have in their lives. Looking for the prince who rescues you from the dragon or the lecherous villain should be passé. Real men may not have muscles but they have good hearts. I write about such princes, the guys who are also okay with the girl playing hero in their life, being rescued by them too. I love reading and writing about girls and women with flaws because all real women are that way. Not the most beautiful, not the bravest, not the thinnest nor the richest. They find strength in their family, in their love. My girls do not compete against men; only circumstances and the challenges they throw up. The men who support them, stand by them are the ones I like to read and write about. Through this blog I hope to share more about inspirational characters and the beauty and richness a book contains. MY INSPIRATION Is it possible to cherish and to love something all your life without really analyzing it or understanding why? ‘Stories’ fired my imagination since I was a child….it started with my father, who would spend thirty minutes each night weaving supernatural tales of troubled ghosts in a bid to awe, shock and above all bond with his daughters. He never realized and neither did I that he was also weaving those little quirks into my personality that later on in life would go ahead and set me apart. During class breaks in school, I would share the same tales with the class, now adding my own embellishments, peaks, and lows so as to hold their attention and leave them shouting for more. As my dad got busier and we got a little older the stories seemed to have trickled off but not before transferring that hook for the beginning, the narration, the mystery and the spectacular end. Books and Movies became my magical time machines capable of drawing, pulling, and holding me. Friends and colleagues would decide to read books or watch movies after I brought to life with words what I read or saw on screen. Even love came to me through books when the first time I met my husband we fell in love over a discussion on ‘To Kill a Mocking Bird’. One day I realized what I should have known all along – Stories; they lived in my soul. I had worlds to create, people waiting to be brought to life and stories to share. So I share what I love.

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