Excerpt The Hunters and the Queen Series by Virginia Vayna

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Title: Resurgence
Author: Virginia Vayna
Series: The Hunters and the Queen Series (Book 1)
Genre:  YA/Paranormal
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: April 2013
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook
While working on her studies at the Churchill Military Academy in Kinsburgh, England, Jolán Vajnbirg’s final year at the academy develops into a year of competition, aristocratic love, a reincarnated breakthrough, and a calling from the sky world to help save earth from the death and destruction caused by the Order of the Hunters.
When Jolán Vajnbirg encounters Prince Colemund William Frederik Van Oranje-Nassau, the two bring the celestial destiny of the sky world to perfection. Jolán was born as a reincarnated spirit, but it took a synchronicity of events to spark her supernatural breakthrough.
The sky world is steadily preparing Jolán for her future fate. The hunters have upset the universal balance of earth, and the hunters have upset the sky world.

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Colemund walked Jolán around the perimeter of the Palace ballroom, and then he guided her towards a quiet area behind long red velvet drapes. As they walked through the drapes, Jolán observed several people taking notice. Once Colemund and Jolán walked through the curtains, Jolán noticed a rather gigantic area that overlooked the back of the Palace courtyard. There were large bay windows lined along the back wall. The enormous room was illuminated by soft lights, and there were large white stars that hung from the ceiling in a creative and dramatic fashion; and the stars supplied a warm and rosy glow to the room.
Colemund escorted Jolán to a table in front of one of the windows. She looked out the window, and she noticed the magnificent hedge maze located off the center of the courtyard. The back side of the Palace was vast; it was probably a few miles in length and diameter.
As she continued to stare out the window, Colemund looked at her and said, “Jolán, I am going to leave for a moment to find a friend who will locate Eshe, and I will return momentarily.”
Colemund then leaned closer to Jolán, held her hand and whispered in her ear and said, “I just want to get a better smell of you, my dear.” Colemund lingered close to Jolán for several seconds and then he said, “It’s very nice being this close together, right?”
Jolán became shy and she dropped her head, but she immediately raised her head and met Colemund’s eyes and responded, “Yes, very nice.”
Colemund then released Jolán’s hand, he flirtatiously smiled at Jolán, and then he turned and walked away to locate his friend Alastair.
Jolán sat patiently. She could not shake the surrealistic feeling that was developing. She looked through the large bay window, and she gazed over the massive courtyard. Everything was brilliantly lit. The shrubs, the hedge maze, the beautifully landscaped patio, and the rolling hills were all punctuated with a glow of romantic soft light. Some of the illuminants were pink, others were blue, and then others were white.
Before Jolán could dive deep into her thoughts, Colemund appeared with a goblet of water to share; a beer for him, and a vodka and soda water with lemon slices for Jolán. As he set the beverages on the table, Jolán was impressed Colemund knew what to bring her to drink.
Colemund searched Jolán’s face for an indication he brought the right drink, and he received his confirmation when Jolán looked him in his eyes and questioned, “How did you know?”
Colemund jokingly replied, “How did I know what, my dear?”
Jolán was already getting used to Colemund calling her, “his dear.” She then replied, “What I like to drink. How did you know?”

Colemund pulled his chair closer to Jolán, and he placed her drink in front of her and said, “I believe you may have met a friend of mine.”
Colemund was referring to Alastair; however, Jolán was unaware and replied, “Really?”
Colemund sat in his chair, smiled, and said, “You’ll have your memory jogged soon enough.”

Title: Transcendence 
Author: Virginia Vayna
Series: The Hunters and the Queen Series (Book 2)
Genre: YA/Paranormal
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: October 2013
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook
Jolán and Colemund have made a pact with each other. Their solidarity is sealed within the Aegean Sea; however, a future of chaos awaits on their horizon. They must prepare. They must gain their strength. A battle is developing in the realm. 
In the meantime, Sadeiq, the gypsy hunter, tries desperately to stop her transformation. She is turning into a hunter, and she desires to stop the process. Sadeiq desperately needs to locate Jolán for help. 
The realm is deeply disturbed by the overwhelming destruction caused by the Order of the Hunters. The Order must keep a planetary balance, but they have developed into selfish and monopolistic creatures. The hunters are prepared to fight for their dominance; they do not want to lose their control. The sky world hungers for a planetary balance, and are prepared to use their forces in a fight against the Order.

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 Once Jolán entered her room, she immediately plopped down on the bed. Colemund resisted his urge to jump on the bed too; he opted for a more conservative entrance into the room.
As he walked towards the rather large bedframe and mattress, he wanted to touch Jolán. He extended his hand to caress her cheek. He then said, “I know you’re tired, love,” and then slid his hand down her throat to rest his fingers on her collarbone. He then gently said, “Why don’t you change out of your day clothes. I’ll grab your bed clothes.”
Jolán was too tired to move. She felt like a 100-pound weight rested on her body. She just wanted to sleep. She reached out to Colemund and said, “I’m too tired.”
After Colemund unpacked their bed clothes, he stripped down to his skivvies. Jolán opened her eyes. She felt intense desire when she saw his well chiseled abdomen and his long and lean legs. His arms were muscular, and he was beautiful to her. Jolán found a little energy.
As she started to take off her clothes, she looked at Colemund and said with a mischievous grin, “Come here, but don’t put on any more clothes. I want to feel your skin against mine,” as she quickly, but effortlessly, undressed down to her under garments and tossed her clothes on a nearby chair.
Colemund was excited, and he confidently walked toward her and sat next to her on the bed. The couple started kissing; a deep kiss that entangled them in a loving embrace for nearly two-hours. After several beautiful moments, and after several deep and raspy exhales, the couple fell into a deep slumber. Jolán was cuddled nicely in the arms of her prince; then, a deep, dark sleep washed over her body.
As she rested peacefully in the arms of her lover, she began to dream. Galloping horses rode fast through the forest. Each footstep grew louder, and louder, and Jolán wanted to run, but she knew she was not really in the dream, but she was more of a spectator. As she watched the horses stampede through the woodlands, she knew she shouldn’t make eye contact with the riders of the stallions; instead, she only looked at their profiles and body type. She didn’t want to get noticed.
All of the riders wore long, dark colored jackets. Some wore either a black or red hat, and the other horsemen wore hoods over their head. As the group rode fast, Jolán wondered where they were going at such an alarming speed; moreover, she wanted to know who they were. She watched as they rode to the bottom of a hill and stopped. As one man dismounted his horse, he held a petite woman cloaked under a thick robe. When the man took off the woman’s hood, a thick full head of curly red hair was displayed. The woman had ebony skin and light blue eyes. She looked supernatural. The man then pushed the woman into a barn.
As Jolán watched, her dream did not allow her to move. She was unable to do anything, she was unable to help. Jolán witnessed the woman receive a smack across the face from the tall man.
The woman spit blood, looked at the tall man and questioned, “Is that the best you got?”
The man hit her again, and again, and again; his pinky finger was completely black. Every time he hit her, Jolán kept seeing his black, and frost-bitten like finger. He wore a silver pinky ring. As the man slapped her again, his ring cut her lip; the woman started to laugh. She laughed a maniacal laugh that resonated through the forest. Her blood dripped on to the dirt.
The other members of the group already tied up their horses, and they stood far enough away that they could only hear fragments of the conversation; until the laughter started. The group heard the maddening laughter. The louder the woman laughed, the harder the tall man hit her. He repeatedly hit her once, twice, three times; then, she stood up and laughed louder. She laughed so loud, the horses started to buck wildly out of control. She laughed so hard, her sounds began to deafen everyone around her. The tall man stopped hitting her, and he mounted his horse and fled. The rest of the group wrestled with their horses until they were under control, then, they too left the scene. The woman was left in the forest alone; she was beaten and battered, but her laugh echoed through the woodlands.

Virginia Vayna was born in Dayton, Ohio. During 1999, she moved to Long Beach, California, where she lived on a sailboat for three-years. She currently holds a Bachelor of Arts in Political Science and a Master of Social Science. She has worked as a policy researcher, a legal writer, and she currently works as a freelance copywriter. Virginia enjoys writing historical fiction, fantasy, paranormal fiction, mystery, and young adult literature. She is the author of The Hunters and the Queen series.

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